I feel like the Biggest Loser...

...sometimes.  Especially yesterday when I froze up at Union Square and watched my son throw himself on the floor 3 times (scraping his knees) screaming his half latin half caucasian ass off because he wanted to go into the train which is by my apt.  I am still pretty new at the father game and when the thought of giving him a metrocard and putting him on the L train so he could enjoy the farthest tip in Brooklyn crossed my mind I thought maybe I should send someone to keep him company... his sister.  However, laws have changed, and she was behaving so I thought maybe there was a more creative way to get him to stop crying.  Then the word tape popped in my head.  Again I wasn't quite satisfied so I said we can't go on the train right now but do you want to see a training wheel?  

HUGE PAUSE...

He looked curiously at me then he nodded and said...  Training wheel.  

Until tomorrow.

Jai