I’ve developed a new phobia. And no, it’s not one of the normal ones like agoraphobia (fear of public places), arachnophobia (spiders), or claustrophobia (small spaces). Nope, this one is a fear of red traffic lights. Got a name for that one? Me neither.
Yes, I’m sure the general populous has a universal loathing for red lights. But this goes deeper than that. Why? Because of my second born child. You know how most normal kids (especially small little cute infants like mine) typically fall asleep as soon as you start the car? I mean, I’ve heard of parents who add extra gas money into their budget just to drive the kids around to get them to sleep. That would all be fine and dandy, as Mr. Nolan does calm down when the car gets moving. It’s just that as soon as the car comes to any type of a stop (i.e. stop sign, stop light, or too slow of traffic), he wakes up again and with a vengeance! In fact, he sounds like a wild animal that needs to be put out of its misery.
I’ve figured out how to avoid most major stop signs, or at least the best and easiest places to do rolling stops. And I never head out of doors at a time of day when I might get stuck in traffic congestion. But I still haven’t figured out how to avoid those stinking red lights! Who do I call to get roundabouts installed in every intersection in the city?
Until then, I thought everyone might enjoy a little piece of our heaven – this VW Jetta commercial from awhile back is pretty much Nolan, 100%. Too bad he wasn’t born a little earlier, or we could have made the commercial ourselves and at least gotten a little $$ out of the whole ordeal. 
Oh, and P.S. I found the official name for my fear: Erytophobia: fear of red lights!
I SO totally had that problem and feel your pain. That is rough and so frustrating. Unfornately I have no remedy, so good luck with that!
Olivia cries when her mom comes to pick her up. She just luvs us! I know how you feel about that, too. I’m sorry. -Jessie