I do not claim to provide real, functional parenting tips. But I do notice a few handy things along the way, and I’m happy to share.
Example: How I got my 3-year-old son to drink milk.
I put it in his coffee. Really.
Now, his coffee is 90% milk and 10% coffee. And that comes in a very tiny cup. (Defensive much?) But he goes to preschool with coffee breath. Because I am tired.
I don’t have an opinion on whether you should red shirt your kid or if you’re over-concerned about “Stranger Danger.” I do, however, know that if you have an under-five you need to put some effort into teaching him (or her) a few old-fashioned standard songs.
Every morning Alden and I drive along singing School Days.
Please imagine this kid:
crooning “You were my queen in calico. I was your bashful barefoot beau. You wrote on my slate [high and soft]’I loooooove you so.’ When we were a couple of kids.”
You will die a thousand times. In a good way. I promise.
jaysaint 
Posted by Susan on February 25, 2011 at 7:55 pm
In. His. Coffee.
I’m dying down here. Every morning when I have my coffee, I’m going to lift my cup to Alden.
Posted by Mariana Gallegos on March 9, 2011 at 10:47 am
We have something in common. Isa drinks coffee every morning. Pretty much the same formula, 90% milk, 10% coffee. She doesn’t like milk but she loves her cafe con leche. If it makes you feel better in Venezuela it is very common for kids to drink “cafe con leche”
Posted by jaysaint on March 9, 2011 at 5:08 pm
Mariana, I miss you!
Thank you for this. I will explain to people that we are simply being international about it.