I can't imagine why the neighbors avoid us

Every morning when I put the kids on the school bus, I stand on the sidewalk with all the other parents, waving madly at our children, little faces smushed up against the windows, blowing kisses, the whole nine yards. I also flash the American Sign Language sign for 'I Love You.'

Nice. Simple. Easy. Communicates my feelings without being obnoxious. I'm totes a model parent.

Sometimes Noah likes to sign it back to me. Today he flashed me this:

Nailed it.

And that my friends is how you ensure that you are never invited to the neighborhood block party.