One of the first realizations I had as a parent was how little I knew. I guess I thought my parents had thoughtful, well-reasoned decisions for their actions. It just hit me how much was just made up as I went along, totally ad-libbed. I felt like I was getting away with something slightly sneaky. Like they would never have let me have this baby if they knew I didn't know anything. Now I'm annoyed at the NoFAP. I picked my son up from school sick the other day. I physically removed him from the school building. I had to be buzzed into the building to be assured I wasn't a scary meanie but indeed the mother of the sick boy in the nurse's office. And they still need a note? Really???