I wanted to drive out there and bitch slap Britney after the car seat fiasco. There were a couple of times when I've had to put my kids in a car seat where there was screaming, Owen scratching his face in frustration and (as a toddler) stiffening up and fighting me the whole time. I had people watching me and, I'm sure, empathizing or pitying me. But I took the time and did it even though it made us all completely miserable.

That driving down the freeway with a kid on your lap shit made me ballistic. I've yelled at people I've seen driving around town here with babies and toddlers out of car seats.

A six month old was killed in an accident here this morning. Apparently in a seat, though, but they're not sure that it was hooked up properly. This follows Sunday afternoon's death of a six year old (among others) playing in the park when people drag racing caused an accident that sent a car hurtling into the field.

Sometimes people suck.

In honor of Passover, may I offer this?

There were a couple of times when I've had to put my kids in a car seat where there was screaming, Owen scratching his face in frustration and (as a toddler) stiffening up and fighting me the whole time.

Putting a resisting kid in a car seat is not fun.

Putting a resisting kid in a car seat is not fun.

Sweating, vomit inducing lack of fun.

(Sometimes, when you're really annoyed by the car-seat tantrum, it is almost fun.)

Who wants to cover me while I go over there and resue that baby from a life of ridiculous parenting that borders on dangerous?

Empress, you do remember that I have a connection on the Malibu Sheriffs? (Matter of fact, one of the officers on the scene for the Brittany Baby Shower BB Gun shooting a few months back). Lemme see what I can do to get you in and out with backup.

the stories he tells about his "beat"...

Sometimes naps are wonderful. Sometimes, though, the dreams put your brain in a very weird place.

Joe freaked me out a couple of weekends ago.

He and my parents and Emeline rode up to my job at the dealership. About 20 miles of all freeway driving from our house. When they got there, I opened the van door to get Emeline out and notcied the car seat WASN'T ATTACHED! Em was strapped in, but the seat wasn't attached to the car. I didn't get angry, really. Usually, the seat never gets moved, but I had unfastened it the night before when I picked my parents up from the airport. Joe was freaked out. Now neither of us drives anywhere without making sure the carseat is buckled in a sooper tight.

I've yelled at people I've seen driving around town here with babies and toddlers out of car seats.

Years ago, my aunt's boss had a minor accident in which just tapped the bumper of the car in front of him. He got out of the car to go up and talk to driver, and found that the driver had been holding a baby between her and the steering wheel and the baby was dead. According to my aunt, he never got over it.