First of all, I'd like to thank Jason Ringenberg for the title of this blog. (An album title for him) I have known him a bit since he was the Jason of the legendary cow-punk band Jason and the Scorchers in the 80's, and I was a slam-dancing teenager and friends with some of the Scorchers. The times they have-a-changed. Now he is "Farmer Jason" who my son rocks to barnyard animal songs with on PBS, and I am a self-respecting mommy whose worst curse (in a mile radius of my kid) is "Oh my gooooodness!" (Well, maybe I exaggerate a weee bit).
But, I got a call the other day from pre-school that you just never want to get. My l'il guy tried to run out the front door and when he had to stay with the teacher, started hair pulling--laughing all the way. Luckily he pulled himself together before I had to come take him home. But, this former punk-rock girl is wondering how in the world my precious angel could turn into KID Vicious?!
This too shall pass! :)
