tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post114117017370104594..comments2024-02-12T09:07:37.691-06:00Comments on I am doing the best I can: Yet another successful ploy to get into Mommy's BedDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12920042208198309201noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141355966705824812006-03-02T21:19:00.000-06:002006-03-02T21:19:00.000-06:00So did she have to poop? What was it? Do you rea...So did she have to poop? What was it? Do you really think she was pretending? I know she's brilliant, but THAT brilliant? Holy smokes.<BR/><BR/>She is just too much.halloweenloverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05226515861332754382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141323529149826592006-03-02T12:18:00.000-06:002006-03-02T12:18:00.000-06:00Dawn, I really didn't mean to laugh. But damn, is...Dawn, I really didn't mean to laugh. But damn, is Em funny (and you too).<BR/><BR/>Nancy, that story is CRAZY.<BR/><BR/>Sounds like we all need to tell the story of the little boy (or girl) who cried wolf...Julie Marshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05386446012443269817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141239520656272962006-03-01T12:58:00.000-06:002006-03-01T12:58:00.000-06:00Big-A has a friend who faked a broken arm to get o...Big-A has a friend who faked a broken arm to get out of staying at school one day when she was having a rough morning. She faked it all the way to the hospital, in the emergency room for 2 hours, and then it was miraculously fine the minute the x-ray was done. She is FOUR.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141231916286977002006-03-01T10:51:00.000-06:002006-03-01T10:51:00.000-06:00OMG! That little...charge her for the gas!!! Wait,...OMG! That little...charge her for the gas!!! Wait, did you guys take the Benz???<BR/>More signs that my son will never get out of my bed!!! AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!!Dianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13754249936855622982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141223762770132462006-03-01T08:36:00.000-06:002006-03-01T08:36:00.000-06:00God, this reminds me of SO many conversations with...God, this reminds me of SO many conversations with my own almost-8-year old! I've never made it out the door to the emergency room, I'm happy to say, but otherwise this has happened to me about a bajillion times. Maybe they should enroll in acting classes together?Sugarmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04425625624997484305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141221235818921982006-03-01T07:53:00.000-06:002006-03-01T07:53:00.000-06:00Now take the 50 bucks and treat yourself to someth...Now take the 50 bucks and treat yourself to something...Shoes, maybe?The Gradual Gardenerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01874697836513642135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141220621219860872006-03-01T07:43:00.000-06:002006-03-01T07:43:00.000-06:00Oh, now that's a good time.And I hear you with the...Oh, now that's a good time.<BR/><BR/>And I hear you with the toilet suggestion. Julia told me this morning her tummy hurt and the first thing I said was, "Do you have to poo? Let's go poo, okay? Just push a little and see if something comes out."mamatuliphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02692442843330582571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141200254866920692006-03-01T02:04:00.000-06:002006-03-01T02:04:00.000-06:00I'm gonna have to echo TB on this one.Mom says tha...I'm gonna have to echo TB on this one.<BR/><BR/>Mom says that I used to stand by her bed and watch her sleep. She knew better than to open her eyes, but she could hear me breathing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141183590243015462006-02-28T21:26:00.000-06:002006-02-28T21:26:00.000-06:00Oh wow. Your daughter and my son could fall in lov...Oh wow. Your daughter and my son could fall in love someday and have children that would REALLY give them a run for their money. We should introduce them when they are older. Our future grandkids could be their karma!<BR/><BR/>I know what you mean about the high puke alert.<BR/><BR/>And I read your comment on my post. Easter Crackpipes! hahhhahahahaha.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141181273996275262006-02-28T20:47:00.000-06:002006-02-28T20:47:00.000-06:00"high puke alert" I am all too familiar with that ..."high puke alert" I am all too familiar with that term. This one --> "Do you have to poop?" is a close second that always gets asked whenever there's even a hint of non-specific stomach pain. lololol...I never imagined I'd be asking anyone that question on a weekly and sometimes daily basis :-)IzzyMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02665580688897720715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141178544086282292006-02-28T20:02:00.000-06:002006-02-28T20:02:00.000-06:00Is it wrong of me to say that totally sounds like ...Is it wrong of me to say that totally sounds like something I would have done at her age?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141177338835792022006-02-28T19:42:00.000-06:002006-02-28T19:42:00.000-06:00God, she's a crafty one. Glad to hear that all is ...God, she's a crafty one. Glad to hear that all is well but . . .damn.<BR/><BR/>I repeat. Damn.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141175727257448582006-02-28T19:15:00.000-06:002006-02-28T19:15:00.000-06:00i know it's good that she okay.,...and you didn't ...i know it's good that she okay.,...and you didn't get as far as forking over the 50 clams....but I would be a wee bit upset. <BR/><BR/>ANd I am sure we did this to our mom (tho it was usually to get out of going to school).<BR/><BR/>good luck with the transition.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141173756593243402006-02-28T18:42:00.000-06:002006-02-28T18:42:00.000-06:00Girl, that's a rough one... No more of those - per...Girl, that's a rough one... No more of those - perhaps get her into an acting class :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15513876.post-1141171019712081382006-02-28T17:56:00.000-06:002006-02-28T17:56:00.000-06:00Oy! Thankfully, while my kids have always liked to...Oy! Thankfully, while my kids have always liked to nap with me (and me with them), they always liked their own beds at night, so I know nothing of your struggle (though you have all my compassion).<BR/><BR/>I do, however, know about middle of the night ER visits 'just in case'.<BR/><BR/>More power to ya, you're gonna need it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com