Joy Unexpected blogs about her daughter's first day of day care: "My house is quiet. No 'Yo Gabba Gabba' blasting in the background. No sounds of dress up shoes clanking on the kitchen floor. No screams of 'Mom! I’m done! Come wipe my butt.' Dead silence. This is what I’ve wanted for so long. This is what I’ve closed my eyes and wished for. So why does it make me want to cry? Why is it that the only thing that I can think of is to get in my car, hop and the freeway and pick up my little girl from day care?" We felt that very same way.

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Dooce writes a letter to her daughter Leta, whom she recently heard singing a Little Mermaid song: "It didn't matter that you weren't anywhere near the right key, that raucous, bellowing note electrified every joint in my body. I couldn't see your face, but knew you probably had your hands above your head and were feeling it every bit as much as that mermaid. I lingered for a second on the thought that you might love music as much as I do and what that means about the years to come and the things we will both look forward to when your father looked at me and asked, 'Is that our daughter, or is someone fondling a llama in our living room?'" Ha!

Coincidentally, Getting Some also writes a letter to her child: "When you are very young, your parents are everything. They are like God and can do no wrong. They are your leaders, your protectors, your caregivers, your fun providers, your sunrise and sunset, and they give order to your world. There is no universe without them for they ARE your universe. Then you become more independent, and eventually, a teenager, God’s cruelest creation and karmic revenge upon those parents who were themselves teenagers once. You question them, defy them, resent them, hate them even, doubt them, mock them. Every force in you bears the opposite of when you were a trusting child. You feel in your bones that only if they weren’t so stupid and naïve, if only you could free yourself from their maddening, relentless oppression, your life could be everything you imagined." Couldn't have said it better ourselves!