#SingleMomDriving I have lost my mind. Roughly 1,150 miles down the east coast and 1,150 back will add up to who knows how many realistic miles... I can't even think about the "Are We There YET?" comments. Don't you worry, there is a case of wine packed in the trunk.

My friends and I span all walks of the education spectrum.  While I am homeschooling my tribe through co-ops and at home, some of my nearest and dearest send their little ones to public, private, motessori, and waldorf schools. Some even -gasp- unschool their children.  A few of us were chatting about our almost 3 year olds and the outrageous expectations placed on them in our current education system. One friend told us that she was signing her son up this year for a ‘Nature Preschool.’  The rest of us thought she was talking about a fancy new preschool in the city that may have a more elaborate nature-inspired playground.  And then she pulled up this fabulous website. And then our jaws dropped.

It’s such a crapshoot out there. Shelves stocked full of sunscreen choices. You think that anything is better is nothing. You think that sunscreen not only keeps you from burning, but protects you from skin cancer. Obviously, you must buy it. Especially if you have a child. Heaven forbid you skip the sunscreen on a child. Again you think, ‘Anything is better than nothing.’ But this is wrong. So wrong.

Something amazing happens when we have sex.  Not only can fireworks happen in the bed, but new research has witnessed that an actual firework – a spark – happens when a high-quality match of sperm and egg make contact.