Saturday Morning at 9:00am
Upon reading that there had been 8 cases of swine flu in New York I promptly IM'd my son and told him, "Do not go to New York." He has the same innate reaction to knee jerk reactions as I do. Scorn.
son: (15:23:45 PM): mom no one has died in the US
LPC: (15:23:52 PM): Still.
son: (15:24:02 PM): they have treatment for 15% of the population
LPC: (15:24:10 PM) Humor me. (note how I haven't been able to give up punctuation, at least not yet)
son: (15:24:22 PM) ok. whatev
This is an example of the "Class A Motherhood Out". The motherhood bye in the childrearing tournament. Sure, you have to deal with eye rolls, and your opinion on popular music is barely tolerated, and you have to say "It will be fine honey," more often than strictly necessary. But come the day you feel an irrational fear for your kids' safety, no excuses required. You pull out the mom card, the "You know I love you more than life itself" card, and you get cut a little bit of slack.
Note that these are not actual IM conversations, only my recreations.