So, yeah, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother is getting its share of attention in snoburbia... as a manual, or as validation. I know many parents like the author, Amy Chua.
One child plays her piano for hours a day. ("Wow, Anna, that is beautiful!" I say as I walk through the front door. She's amazing, her small fingers flying over the keys. "No - don't tell her that! It doesn't sound right yet," says her Tiger Mother.)
I'm more of a capybara mother ("Fun fact: Capybara dive and may remain underwater for as long as five minutes"), or maybe a giant panda mother ("primarily spends its life roaming and feeding in the bamboo forests of the Qinling Mountains").
My son has recently learned how to do a back flip, to juggle, to break-dance, and to recite the Declaration of Independence by heart. And, and! He can do the Hammer dance and knows all the lyrics to U Can't Touch This.