Yesterday my son caught me in a disciplinary "faux pas." He had his Sit-n-Spin (are you familiar? did you have one too? I did.) upside down on the tile floor rolling it around. Loudly. I was, at that moment, on mommy auto-pilot (are you familiar? do you have one too? ) , so I told him if he didn't stop it I would confiscate the Sit-n-Spin and put it up in the cabinet. A person would have to have a mighty big cabinet to fit a Sit-n-Spin inside it. Jonah pointed this out to me. Am I the only one who has mommy auto-pilot? I think not. I once witnessed our own Shelly cut the crust off her own toast then cut the toast into tiny, bite sized squares while she was on mommy auto-pilot. This is not to be confused with "mommy reflex," which causes a mommy to do things like put her hands directly into the flow when her child throws up, as if she could somehow catch it. Strange, but, I believe, almost universally true. Also universally gross.