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I've done something that I swore I'd never do, I've set ratings limits on my TV. As a kid/teen/young adult I swore I'd never use the V-chip on my kids. My thought was, how can you not be around to see what your kids are watching that you need to lock down your TV!? Now with the wisdom of 5 years as a parent, I can't watch my kids every second of the day, and for that 30 seconds I leave them to go to the bathroom, they somehow always turn on Wanted or 300 or Zombieland or _____(fill in the blank with a rated R movie I own). My 20 year old self would be very disappointed, but my 33 year old self says "You don't know what you're talking about." (P.S. He'd totally be geeking out our setup at my house though with our iMac-based home media server with 150 GB of movies played via a settop box (AppleTV) on an HDTV. 1998 Brian thinks that's AWESOME!)

So Sunday night (Sept 20), I realized my three year old daughter Penelope is either extremely manipulative or extremely sweet. We were doing bedtime, reading a book and bedtime was over. She was supposed to lay down and go to sleep. I went to get a drink before heading up for the night and as I walk past her room again I see her standing at the foot of her bed in the dark. She calls out "Daddy, daddy! Poopies are coming!". Now I've learned this is a common stall tactic with her. So I said, "No! Poopies are not coming. Go to sleep". But she insisted and so I threatened, that if she didn't really have to go to the bathroom I was going to take away her favorite bunny, which has become her security blanket. So she agrees and gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom. So she's sitting there and nothing's coming out. And I'm like "Penelope, I told you what would happen right?" So I give her some more time and then come back. I open the door an...