tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post5047407513274854362..comments2023-12-12T08:22:49.015-07:00Comments on navel gazing at its finest: What We Have Here, My Son, Is A Failure To CommunicateTheOneTrueSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04756132396031048647noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-40706443308706746202012-07-26T00:17:19.327-06:002012-07-26T00:17:19.327-06:00I'm with Jen. I love Phineas and Ferb. Actuall...I'm with Jen. I love Phineas and Ferb. Actually got a laugh out of the husband today when he said "Dr. Derf-n-smurf".<br /><br />"Long stretches of time when he is legally strapped in place"... totally brilliant!!Christinahttp://empowernetwork.com/cmilburnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-13701206991323892732012-06-04T21:37:32.953-06:002012-06-04T21:37:32.953-06:00I do not believe in "unhealthy amounts of Phi...I do not believe in "unhealthy amounts of Phineas and Ferb." Other shows can be watched in unhealthy quantities, but not P&F.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12809081257616119677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-34489496570628054502012-06-02T23:05:26.086-06:002012-06-02T23:05:26.086-06:00Oh. My. Goodness. When my boy (now three and a hal...Oh. My. Goodness. When my boy (now three and a half) as two....the carseat was my FAVORITE. Weird thing was, once he was strapped in, he pretty much just gave up and enjoyed the ride or fell asleep. Little stinker. <br /><br />I've missed coming around, but your blog (as always) does NOT disappoint!LunaMoonbeamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09945247325982035591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-61465339033828193292012-06-01T11:56:24.966-06:002012-06-01T11:56:24.966-06:00Josh and my Claira sound like kindred spirits. We&...Josh and my Claira sound like kindred spirits. We're going to Disneyland in September and we are not taking her. I don't care how many people give me the stink eye for it, she's too little to need therapy for it later in life. Besides, her two older sisters miss out on way too much as it is because of her tantruming self.<br /><br />I luuuurve me some good carseat time too.Kimberly Vanderhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653757517652257445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-71936651896983735132012-05-31T08:06:04.476-06:002012-05-31T08:06:04.476-06:00You're funny, man. Down with two year olds.You're funny, man. Down with two year olds.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11015713105597907545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-80652216818538945652012-05-30T15:39:28.653-06:002012-05-30T15:39:28.653-06:00We went to the Air Show, too. We got there around...We went to the Air Show, too. We got there around 12:30, which, if you'll remember, was when it started to rain. Then POUR. And the wind. And the cold. We all went into the cargo plane, thinking we'd slowly walk through and get our of the rain for 5 minutes. 30 minutes later, we were PACKED into the plane because people at the front didn't want to get off but other people kept coming in the back. I thought we would be smooshed alive. It was 100% miserable. <br /><br />But hey. At least.....well, I can't find a silver lining right now, but maybe I can some day in the future.Wonder Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01286006629537084653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-75097919709630730312012-05-30T14:03:43.029-06:002012-05-30T14:03:43.029-06:00I remember when you had Josh. I remember when I ha...I remember when you had Josh. I remember when I had all of mine - I even tried, once as I held a new one in my arms, imagining that someday I'd really want to swat him/or her on the backside. I failed to imagine it. It was impossible. Two didn't do it for me. More like almost three. But he will grow up. And I won't go on in the vein I am thinking because why add to your burden. If you think I'm thinking about how it only gets harder, I'm not. Because it didn't. For me, get harder, I mean. It got great. It just didn't last as long as the hard part earlier.<br /><br />I hate being cold because I forgot to bring a coat. Except at the last Eagle scout thing I went to - a dear friend - outside in the evening. And I came away in short sleeves and sat next to my d-i-l who was enveloped, not only in intelligent clothes but a good sized blanket. But it turned out okay because the boys' birth mother had come to this thing (???Really???) and insisted that she take the place of the actual mother who had done all the scout work, and also insisted on giving a talk about how spiritual, etc, she was = and at that point, I was so cold I had to go home and get a coat. Which took me a good half hour - to make that two block drive and back.<br /><br />It can work for you once in a while is what I'm saying.Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02040714440875408436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-23563041095995334832012-05-30T11:39:10.523-06:002012-05-30T11:39:10.523-06:00My 2 year old is wild, too. We had to put child lo...My 2 year old is wild, too. We had to put child locks on the outside doors so she wouldn't run out in the street and around the corner any more. (I couldn't chase her - recovering from a c-section.) She asks for things, then yells that she doesn't like them, so we take them away, then she screams that she wants them back. Sigh... I fear it will be bad from now until she has her own children...Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15765622517307104987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-13507462306333109732012-05-30T10:40:49.522-06:002012-05-30T10:40:49.522-06:00Those eyes and that impish smile could weaken the ...Those eyes and that impish smile could weaken the sternest resolve.mom2ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03920068388577427854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-20770868321217699192012-05-30T10:22:33.849-06:002012-05-30T10:22:33.849-06:00How could you be mad at him? He's darling!How could you be mad at him? He's darling!Caminoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-63928272905088969632012-05-30T09:21:50.433-06:002012-05-30T09:21:50.433-06:00My sister routinely judges me on the lack of outer...My sister routinely judges me on the lack of outer wear of my children. Whatever, I'm trying to TOUGHEN THEM UP. Or something that doesn't have to do with laziness.<br /><br />My #4 just turned two. And you're right they're hellions. It is his goal in life to run straight for the street every time the front door opens. And also to make me insane.<br /><br />I definitely think he's winning.Melindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11738664615930618450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-35778638533340917122012-05-30T07:26:17.071-06:002012-05-30T07:26:17.071-06:00Maybe it's because he's a boy?
Man, now ...Maybe it's because he's a boy? <br /><br />Man, now I'm scared to attempt raising a 3rd child, what with only having had relatively easy non-sugared tender part daughters and all.Adhishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785957920019814677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-9719811253827224362012-05-30T07:18:15.607-06:002012-05-30T07:18:15.607-06:00I was reading your description of Josh and thinkin...I was reading your description of Josh and thinking, "That's silly - 2 is the easiest age." I was! And then, I noticed <a href="http://suburbancorrespondent.blogspot.com/2007/09/keeping-busy.html" rel="nofollow">this old tidbit about a 2-year-old Susie</a> on my own blog.<br /><br />I apologize. But take heart - apparently, you quickly forget the hell a 2-year-old can put you through. Lord knows, I did.Suburban Correspondenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.com