My 3 year old is a train fanatic. We were at a park when we saw a train for kids, the kind takes a ten minute ride around the perimeter. so he was jumping up and down with excitement. We got our tickets and got on. I recognized the woman in front of me as a former co-worker. We were chatting when the train started up. As it began to pass the little station, there were a bunch of kids waving and I saw my son with them (!) He wasn’t next to me anymore. And the train was picking up speed. I jumped out of the moving train and landed on my butt right in front of him. It wasn’t going that fast thankfully. About 10 miles per hour. But it still hurt. When I looked up at my son, he said, “Mommy, you’re missing the train!”
Upon purchasing a new appliance, I promptly send in the warranty card. Twice a year, at Daylight Savings Time, I check the batteries in our smoke alarms. When I sign an agreement or a contract, I abide by its terms.
I am a rule follower.
My form of disobedience stems from the fact that more often than not my polite conformity is somehow in defiance with everyone else around me. I teach my child table manners, the neighbor thinks it’s hilarious his kid can burp the alphabet. I visit the museum and read a sign stating, “No Flash Photography.” I switch my Fuji’s settings to Museum Mode, enter the gallery and I’m blinded by someone’s flash.
For Good Deeds Day, a youth orchestra played a concert for Holocaust survivors and ended up condemned for their efforts.
Now with more reason to hate them, those highly motivated kids who succeed early in life as class president and team captain are also more successful at having larger families than their classmates.
This is one of those posts that probably won’t translate quite the way I intended it to. But I have to tell you that I couldn’t help myself this time. I’ve always tried to write this blog with sincerity. I continually try to put my heart out there for everyone to see. I have also been very conscious of keeping the content of this blog to that of a more anecdotal tone. In other words, I don’t like bragging about my kids or gushing over their specific achievements or milestones. I try not to post cutesy pictures of birthday parties, messy cupcake faces or first poop poops on the potty. Not that there’s anything wrong with that at all. There are a ton of great parenting blogs that chronicle the lives of their kids and they are absolutely adorable.
As a child writing notes for her dad it might have seemed like just a fun game, but one woman only now realizes that her father was the infamous Zodiac Killer and she was playing a role in his his serial murder spree.
Microsoft is throwing its hat into the social networking ring with Vine, a system designed to keep you and your circle updated on family (and public) emergencies.
For parents that don’t want to lug a big video camera around, here is a look at a new entry in the pocket-sized HD camcorder market.
A respiratory illness briefly hospitalized the 21-month old son of Naomi Watts and Liev Schreiber but thankfully he’s already back home with mom and dad.
Although nobody seemed to know it, yesterday was Passport Day to highlight the the new rules and benefits of having one (you’ll even need a Passport to go to Canada!).
The next time your kids are playing in the dirt and saying they’re “working on something big” it really might be Mammoth.
Save the Children doesn’t want Madonna to adopt because the girl will be better off in Malawi than becoming one of the richest kids on the planet.
Concern about Advanced Placement courses is being voiced by many teachers worried about its rapid growth and the number of students finding themselves in over their heads.
After budget cuts killed the music program at an elementary school, a talented 11 year old musician is stepping up to lead the band.
Parents that speak English as a second language are being taught how to be more involved with their children’s education:
Sarah Jessica Parker had more sex in the city with husband Matthew Broderick and now they are expecting twins.
There is nothing cooler than a little red sports car. Even if there is a toddler in the driver’s seat. There must be something in our genes that make our eyes pop open and take notice when something shiny and cherry red zooms into view. It’s like my daughter feels cool every time she slinks into her Radio Flyer Steer & Stroll Coupe. She throws one arm up across the back of the seat and the other up on the top of the steering wheel. Is anything cuter than a 10 month old who looks like she’s cruising the Miracle Mile?
A five year nationwide study brings some good news for kids with ADHD, showing that medication is working as they do better on tests, complete more homework and behave better in class.
After dumping her body on the side of a road, then claiming her death was an accident, a mother is now charged with murdering her 18 month old daughter.
That little boy who wrote that book about how to talk to girls has two new books about hot to talk to moms and dads:
The U.S. declares a public health emergency with this swine flu outbreak and the President issues and order releasing 1/4 of the nation’s emergency stockpile of Tamiflu vaccine.
In response to the swine flu outbreak, 
