PARENTING UPDATE
Twin 9-year-old girls didn't like that their dad was singing in the car -- so they pulled his hair and punched his neck.
And he took them to the police station.
The unnamed dad brought the backseat twins to the Buffalo Grove police department on Jan. 5 to teach them a lesson about distracting the driver, according to a police report.
In this blog's legal opinion, it depends on what the dad was singing. For example, if he was singing "The Pina Colada Song," the police should have arrested him.
(Thanks to Not My Usual Alias)

There's no point. Mom will post their bail.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 12, 2010 at 09:34 AM
Also, anything from "Man-who-must-not-be-shown-nilow"
Posted by: Siouxie | January 12, 2010 at 09:35 AM
A 15-year-old boy in the northwest suburb called 911 to report that his parents had taken away his Xbox.
My neice called 911 to report that my BIL was abusibg her. 3 cop cars went to the house and discovered that the abuse involved loss of cell phone. She spent some time "downtown" before being released back to her parents.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 12, 2010 at 09:39 AM
Chris, I hope they took her cell phone away. My daughter came home at 3 am once when she was a teenager. Curfew was midnight. I was sick with worry. She strolled in past me and her dad like it was no big deal and I grabbed her shirt. She said, "If you hit me they'll put you in jail." I told her eventually they would let me out. I didn't hit her but after her dad finished yelling at her she never did it again. Nothing like being yelled at in dutch and english.
Posted by: nursecindy | January 12, 2010 at 09:56 AM
Somehow I'm guessing the Blog is setting us up to suggest horrific songs...
...like "Honey."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 12, 2010 at 09:57 AM
"At the CO PA! Copacana!"
Posted by: wiredog | January 12, 2010 at 10:03 AM
sigh.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 12, 2010 at 10:05 AM
Annie no!!!!!! I hate that song. I rank it right up there with, "You Light Up My Life", "My Ding a Ling", and anything by you know who.
*SMACKS* wiredog.
Posted by: nursecindy | January 12, 2010 at 10:10 AM
Good for those parents.
When my youngest daughter was at that singing-a-lullabye-to-them stage, my wife started having me put her to bed. I don't know many children's songs but I have a pretty good list of rather risque (beer hall) songs that I didn't think she would understand, yet.
Every time I opened my mouth to sing, she would sit up, put her hand over my mouth, and say, "Don't sing, Daddy!"
Critics. No pleasing them.
I had done this with my older daughter. She once did an impromptu performance of "Roll Me Over In the Clover" for the family. Fortunately, it was my family, so they understood completely.
Posted by: Steve | January 12, 2010 at 10:15 AM
Sellllllll-a-brate Good Times!
COME ON!
Posted by: bonmot | January 12, 2010 at 10:15 AM
And kudos to Big King Cat Daddy.
Posted by: bonmot | January 12, 2010 at 10:16 AM
I applaud the Dad. The little brats had it coming. I feel sorry for their future husbands.
"Seasons in the Sun"
"I like Dreaming" (you know the one I mean. The one that sounds like "I like dweaming")
"The Night Chicago Died"
Posted by: Braniff | January 12, 2010 at 10:18 AM
That would never have happened when I was growing up. The part about the Pina Colada song, I mean. True story: My sister and I took our parents out for drinks. She had a piña colada. Dad asked if she liked piña coladas. I chipped in, "and getting caught in the rain?". NOBODY at the table knew what I was talking about.
Posted by: KJP | January 12, 2010 at 10:32 AM
must
get
Maniho
out
of
my
head
After nine days, I let the horse run free,
'Cause the desert had turned to sea.
There were plants and birds, and rocks and things,
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 12, 2010 at 10:33 AM
I think the Blog would say that singing "Brown Eyed Girl," while not a requirement of parenthood, would have earned the dad a commendation from the police and a dedicated Official Blog Day.
Posted by: Tash | January 12, 2010 at 11:03 AM
♬ It's a small world after all....♭
Posted by: Siouxie | January 12, 2010 at 11:35 AM
If the only way you can discipline your kids is by taking them to the police station you are in big trouble. Also I would hate to think some 911 call came in and they had to explain that they were dealing with some brats who hated dad singing. (if he'd been singing "afternoon delight" I would have just unloaded on him)
Posted by: eve | January 12, 2010 at 11:46 AM
Had I been that Dad, I would have had them handcuffed and then I'd launch right into my famous medley of Jailhouse Rock, Folsom Prison Blues, and Chain Gang. And maybe, if I had time, an encore of I Fought The Law.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 12, 2010 at 12:09 PM
"Don't Worry, Be Happy"
AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH
Posted by: Layzeeboy | January 12, 2010 at 01:38 PM
Feeeelings....
Posted by: Ralph | January 12, 2010 at 01:55 PM
Oh, I don't know, eve. It worked for Alfred Hitchcock's dad (scroll down a little).
And that's probably why we have "Psycho."
Posted by: Renee (the First) | January 12, 2010 at 03:07 PM
Oh, I don't know, eve. It worked for Alfred Hitchcock's dad (scroll down a little).
And that's probably why we have "Psycho."
Posted by: Renee (the First) | January 12, 2010 at 03:07 PM
Or even worse if he was singing, cover your ears Judi, the bomcast song. *goes off singing, Five, five dollar footlong...*
Posted by: nursecindy | January 12, 2010 at 04:03 PM
With the new "five dollar foot long" commercial that is set in a pool, I thought the guy was saying "five something water bong."
(I also deny all knowledge of another commercial's audio being downloaded onto my wife's mp3 player)
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | January 12, 2010 at 05:16 PM
Alone a gag, naturally.
Posted by: Loudmouth | January 12, 2010 at 06:46 PM
*Smacks nursecindy*
Don't DO that!!
Posted by: Renee (the First) | January 12, 2010 at 10:55 PM