I was encouraged by a notice on Twittermoms about a contest on Care.com to share one of my personal encounters with people who can't mind their own business when it comes to raising other people's children.  So below is one of the many stories that inspire the No Baby Talk Blog and clothing line.  Feel free to share your stories and comments with us.

I was in Central Park with my daughter playing in the sand box.  My daughter decided to have a snack composed of two handfuls of sand.  Many parents gave their disapproving looks, which I shrugged off.  But one parent came up to me to tell me that I should not allow my daughter to eat sand. 

Now, I could have explained myself and my particular beliefs on germs and the cleanliness of living in Manhattan, or given her a earful about cleaning effects of sunlight and rain. I could have reminded her that her child had terrible playground manners (all take and no give).  I could have told her that there are some things worth upsetting your child about and I had already resolved to myself that sand eating was not one of those issues worth crying about. 

Here is a video of her eating sand a week before in Martha's Vineyard, you can see how much she loved it (for a couple weeks). 

BUT instead I simply admitted I was a terrible parent, and told her that I already started saving for my daughter's future therapy sessions.  That ended it.

Another parent came over to congratulate me and wished they could stop getting in arguments in the playground over these types of issues.  And I realized, I should take the shirts I made for Stoney and her friends and expand it, and make it available to the public for sale.

Because sometimes you just don't feel like arguing, on those days you can dress your child in NO BABY TALK clothing and suddenly you don't have to defend yourself, the shirt says it all.......