You might ask if she's.... COMING OR GOING.

Jesus Fucking Christ. There's no way I can eloquently express just how awful this is.

The monkey is standing on a see-no-evil monkey statue. I love everything about this.

ha! yes that face! i've been through more than one 'are we still friends?' waiting period after coming out as religious (spiritual? whatever?). mostly we have been, because i have great friends. but there's nothing like being disliked by both sides in the culture war :p

You don't love your child any less. You are looking past what you may want to do and teaching them independence for their future. That is one of the best things you can do as a parent.

I'm way past caring and I didn't do it back when my kids were of an age where it mattered, but some mothers use CIO as a measure of how you parent. As in, if you are a CIO'er, then "OMG, how horrible, what a cold-hearted bitch, you let a poor baby cry for hours all by himself in the dark!" or if you aren't then,…

No way, crying it out works for some people, and really, sometimes you just can't with the baby crying AGAIN. Really, I think babies are so hard that anything you can do that benefits the family as a whole is good parenting.

A perfect example as to how parenting style has to fit the child AND the parent. And constant adjustment. There's no "right" way, as far as I can tell.

it's funny because various sleep training methods really have nothing to do with a play date, yet it totally comes up and people are really divided about it. Why would I care how you get your kid to sleep through the night?

Judging your heathen soul.

I was staunchly against CIO, until it became clear at seven months that my daughter wasn't going to get the sleep she needed to be healthy and happy any other way. She wouldn't sleep for more than an hour at a time regardless of whose bed she was in. It was honestly the worst few days of my life. I did everything to…

One time I brought my daughter to her friend's house for a playdate, I'd never met the parent before, so I wanted to at least say hi and stuff before I left my kid there for a couple hours, and as soon as I opened the door there was a picture of Jesus. On it's own little table. With nothing else. Just. Jesus. Staring…

Brilliant. That is all. :)

If those pictures were strictly for family albums, it would be fine. I know there's topless pictures of me and my cousins in boxes somewhere, as all of us liked to run around mostly naked as young kids. But if any of those were to go up on the internet, sans context, that would be super creepy and be incredibly…

Patricia Arquette is my new hero. Best takedown of a pap ever. And she's right. I need to add that to the list of things to teach my daughter. Tell men who are following and harassing you to fuck off. Loudly.

Me and Jaden just figured out that our voices sound like chocolate together. As good as chocolate tastes, it sounds that good.

Oh, please. My not-at-all-wealthy teenaged nephews talk like this all the time, and we take the piss out of them constantly. Pretentious douchiness is a phase for a lot of kids.

Might not be! Don't care! Assuming it is for the joke! :)

Levar Burton is fine right? Please guys don't take him from me.

Mister Rogers. I refuse to believe he's tainted.