Memo to head-up-the-ass parents

You know who you are. You think the world is your kid's playground and everyone else is your babysitter. You think fellow passengers on airplanes are subjects in your perverse excessive noise/sleep deprivation experiment. And I'm once again reminded that you think saunas are playrooms. This isn't new, but it is particularly annoying when you presume not only that others in the sauna don't mind your kid's screaming and jumping (doesn't everyone hit the sauna for that kind of non-relaxation), but that it's okay to leave the door open because your kid can't handle the temperature. I hate a cliche as much as the next blogger, but if you can't take the heat, get your kid out of the sauna.