I am a mom of two boys.

‘Nuff said.

Seriously, if you have two boys (or three or four), you’ll know what I’m talking about.

The constant fighting, arguing, name calling – make it stop!

“Having children makes you no more a parent than having a piano makes you a pianist.” - Michael Levine

Driving home from a long day at work, I was imagining the blissful greeting from my beloved children. But the actual scene I came home to was a different story. Sienna, my 9-month-old, was crying. When I picked her up, instead of gurgling a happy hello, she baptized me in the carrot puree she’d had for dinner. Alessio, my 2-year-old, tried to snatch Sienna away so that he could squiggle into my arms. “Sienna down!” he demanded.

My neighbor recently accosted me outside my house, as I was getting my mail. I say neighbor because I don't actually know her name. I only know her as Mustang Sally because, well, she drives a white Mustang, and I like the song. I've got both my boyfriend and his son singing it every time they see her car in the driveway.

Last Sunday, I sat with a group of parents watching our nine-year-old daughters play the first basketball game of the season.

Next to us, a young boy, maybe five years old, sat playing on an iPod. No headphones. It was very loud. It was very annoying.

His mom sat on his other side, oblivious, cheering for her daughter.

My first child - the one who made me a mom - is a boy. I remember, among the mix of overwhelming, hormonally-charged emotions, feeling incredulous that my body had created not just a baby, but a boy. "I grew a penis!" I secretly exalted in my mind.

The Tiger Mother is back in the news . . . because she’s peddling the paperback version of her controversial 2011 memoir, The Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother.

“If a kid hits you, walk away,” a mother said to her son one bright sunny afternoon at the park.

“No,” another mom shook her head emphatically as the little boy walked back to the group of kids playing in the sand. “He should stick up for himself and hit back.”

The first mom looked at her friend incredulously.

Trimming the tree, hanging the lights, sucking down candy canes… traditions like these certainly make it the most wonderful time of the year, but do you know what makes this season even more special? 

If you’re a parent, you should be able to answer this question within three seconds.

I was listening to a group of mommy friends talk about The X Factor and Brian "Astro" Bradley's bratty reaction to landing in the bottom two.

My parenting philosophy is rooted in always being open and honest with my kids.

If they have a question, I provide them an honest, truthful answer. My hope is they will learn that while they might not always like my answer, they can always trust me to provide them with accurate information.