edited to add.

1) I hope everyone knows that I was being sarcastic about the Mother of the Year stuff. I locked my child in a car. For a half hour. And then a firetruck had to come and let him out. Though I do like to picture myself wearing a sash and a crown. Waving my hand at passersby and then touching my pearls. All while I have food on my pretty dress and in my teeth, and boogers (Ben's, not mine) in my hair.

2) Chris remarked that our son looks strikingly similar to Ferris Bueller when he naps. Wow. Compare for yourself: