We arrived home today and the kids from across the street were out riding bikes and scooters. Jackson spoke those words to me that every mother longs to hear: "Can I stay outside and play?" I took his helmet and bike from the garage, and off he went with his friends, riding up and down the street. They were out there for about a half an hour, then went into our backyard (Ben joined them) and played baseball, basketball and "throw the ball at the garage" for another 45 minutes!! I made dinner, listened to NPR, vacuumed my living room, and smiled smugly in self-righteousness, knowing my children were not part of the statistics, playing outside instead of sitting in front of the tv. 
This is a picture of me, in marker by Jackson, with a princess crown. He has taken to being very sweet after particularly bad behavior (this one was after a tantrum before taking a nap) which almost makes it bearable to be a part of his rediculous emotional meltdowns.
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