tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post6732588513889260607..comments2023-11-30T10:49:23.502-05:00Comments on Donkeys To College: Up the Down StaircaseAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09092984667023838307noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-68395157720542963602011-02-26T14:58:54.142-05:002011-02-26T14:58:54.142-05:00OMG! There are new pants on my steps right now, an...OMG! There are new pants on my steps right now, and just happened.... Boy #2: "Mom, I was going to put those pants in my room, but you will need to wash them first because they are stiff and smell funny" Me: "So, do you think they will get washed on the stairs, in the bag?" Boy #2: "I don't know what your laundry plans are." as he shrugs and walks away. It's a good thing he's kinda cute....tlbrannockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17089140974676335453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-15225211577442353482011-02-26T14:40:59.615-05:002011-02-26T14:40:59.615-05:00DTC, you should inform the boy that you are not, i...DTC, you should inform the boy that you are not, in fact, the meanest mother ever... You *could* be blogging about his private life and girlfriends, after all. When you talk about him the way I talk about The Idiot, then maybe I'll feel sorry for him. But probabaly not! ;)Totally Mental Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17794316701367247547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-79230971752157807812011-02-26T14:34:04.260-05:002011-02-26T14:34:04.260-05:00OMG! I am dying! Especially about the frozen turtl...OMG! I am dying! Especially about the frozen turtle. In re items on stairs ... you could try what I did with my ex-husband. Two chances to get items to the rightful place then IN THE TRASH.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-49001033802636599822011-02-26T14:24:49.375-05:002011-02-26T14:24:49.375-05:00He did sign it "love."He did sign it "love."Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01241076924766484676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-5318095028176982992011-02-26T14:07:26.457-05:002011-02-26T14:07:26.457-05:00Editor's note - the above comment was up when ...Editor's note - the above comment was up when I got home from errands today.<br /><br />Please make note that yesterday I bought the boy new shirts - which he left on the steps when he went up to bed last night. Just saying.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09092984667023838307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-91345632045386077542011-02-26T14:06:03.969-05:002011-02-26T14:06:03.969-05:00This story never even happened! How can people be...This story never even happened! How can people believe a woman who condones child abuse in one of her blog posts. She's clearly the meanest mother ever. Love, BoyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-90847798990754705262011-02-17T20:55:50.341-05:002011-02-17T20:55:50.341-05:00Susan, in case you are blind, click on the wheelch...Susan, in case you are blind, click on the wheelchair and it will read it to you. ;)<br />I have the same stairs, 3 boys, and a dog. Apparently I can keep 6 things alive at one time, so far anyway. Who knew? Pass the Xanax.tlbrannockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17089140974676335453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-35451471137805120792011-02-17T17:05:24.740-05:002011-02-17T17:05:24.740-05:00Why is there a wheelchair symbol next to the funny...Why is there a wheelchair symbol next to the funny word you have to type to get your comment posted?Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01241076924766484676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-55472092763109569122011-02-17T17:04:29.176-05:002011-02-17T17:04:29.176-05:00@KMC: NO!
Donkey's turtle was a guinea pig na...@KMC: NO!<br /><br />Donkey's turtle was a guinea pig named Minky b/c he was dark brown. Minky's grandmother would sit in the back yard and try to make him act like a dog...which he wouldn't. He was in place of the dog I wouldn't get, but he too was soon gone.<br />Donkey's brother, who always wanted a dog, grew up, got married and finally got his dog...who bit his baby and was sent to a farm. <br />I think we're all caught up now.<br />Love, MomSusanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01241076924766484676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-77324188910928004822011-02-17T06:46:43.166-05:002011-02-17T06:46:43.166-05:00It's an epidemic, this staircase thing (but un...It's an epidemic, this staircase thing (but unlike the yellow/brown problem that Vincent's got, no one seems particularly interested in a cure).<br /><br />While I adore my DoodleDog parade (for which I serve as Grand Marshal every. damn. day.), I too have an agreement that I have a limit on keeping things alive. Mine is: I'm in charge of two legged humans. Husband is *supposed* to handle the rest.<br /><br />Not unlike children and their promises of animal care, Husband's too spin a wicked web.<br /><br />Guess who jams pills down dogs throats? <br /><br />When push comes to shove, sister, go for the fish.Alyson -- Common Sense, Dancinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16285993734570051813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-59228900371220144122011-02-16T22:29:05.212-05:002011-02-16T22:29:05.212-05:00And thanks for not mentioning who really killed th...And thanks for not mentioning who really killed the 1st turtle!!! ;) <br />xoxoEllennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-26040617880214775522011-02-16T20:29:14.967-05:002011-02-16T20:29:14.967-05:00My son is only four, but he insists that we get a ...My son is only four, but he insists that we get a dog. Luckily, since he only four, me saying no was good enough to keep him at bay for a while. His response though was "When I grow up and have a job, I'm going to buy a dog. I'm going to buy a dog and pizza. You can't say no!"<br /><br />Love your posts! Love your mom's comments too!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-48801566908393811532011-02-16T20:28:09.110-05:002011-02-16T20:28:09.110-05:00Oh, how this post resonates with me! My offspring...Oh, how this post resonates with me! My offspring also suffer from the same Climacoclothesaphobia. Thankfully, my bedroom is downstairs, so I don't have to worry about getting up or down our stairs every day, or I'd probably be in traction from all the broken bones incurred. <br /><br />As for the pet parade, it was I who begged the Husband Fixture for a dog. I needed SOMEONE that would listen to me around here. And he does--well, mostly.Empress Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140129844860212111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-544624823419080822011-02-16T17:48:13.180-05:002011-02-16T17:48:13.180-05:00Love this one! Our turtle was a rabbit! Since the ...Love this one! Our turtle was a rabbit! Since the ones that hop around in the backyard are so cute, wouldn't it be fun to have one of them in the house all the time! NOT! so the rabbit arrived thanks to Daddy. and was gone in a month thanks to Mommy. Funny thing about rabbits, turtles, etc... they don't feed or take care of themselves. So it was me or the rabbit. The six other members of my family voted for me very reluctantly. Oh and our fish was dead for six months before they even realized it was gone! Try having your children throw their dirty wash down the basement steps, then proceed to ask me why II did that? I was informed that it is very dangerous when they are walking down the steps!!!! You can't win going up or down!freckleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08880712274431764176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-45470453499883185372011-02-16T10:40:41.446-05:002011-02-16T10:40:41.446-05:00:) I really enjoyed this post! Took me back to t...:) I really enjoyed this post! Took me back to the days of the hamster-that-would-not-die-and-no-kid-was-even-slightly-interested-in-him. And the beta fish that died while my friend was housesitting and she felt so bad she wanted to buy a replacement and I said NO, I will give you a present for finally getting that fish out of my life and the kids NEVER NOTICED that the fish was gone. <br />Have lived with the stair issue as well. I do love reading your blog!Dulcibellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-1571310845332434372011-02-16T07:14:05.511-05:002011-02-16T07:14:05.511-05:00You are awesome! Since I don't have stairs in ...You are awesome! Since I don't have stairs in my apartment, my equivalent tales would be about the trash bags that are moved from in front of the main exit to the home before exiting, instead of picking them up and carrying them out to the dumpster on the way out. OR, the clothes that are moved OFF the bed onto the futon instead of being put in their proper place before getting into said bed. <br /><br />I am totally loving (and relating) to your stories! Keep it up!LRHUNThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10514074533327123924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-17640938194326099652011-02-16T04:58:52.803-05:002011-02-16T04:58:52.803-05:00Love, love, love <3 <3 <3
Love the stairs...Love, love, love <3 <3 <3<br />Love the stairs commentary. In our house, the only thing carried UPstairs is messy food/beverages that crumbles/spills on the beds/carpeting. Everything else comes DOWNstairs, but is "too HEAVY" to carry back up, what with gravity cruelly working against them and all.<br />Love your suggestion to pretend the boots are fish. You REALLY need to be writing a parenting book. I am not kidding.<br />Finally, LOVE how I knew we could count on your mom to bring up the turtle in the freezer :) (She thought she was getting a frozen bagel! Bahahaha! Susan, couldn't you just *pretend* the turtle was a bagel?)<br />Thank you for the 4 AM entertainment; you almost make my jet lag fun!<br />xoxo - KMCAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-2543627494501019212011-02-16T01:41:57.313-05:002011-02-16T01:41:57.313-05:00Yup, been there and done that. I guess addicts and...Yup, been there and done that. I guess addicts and alcoholics aren't the only ones that need to learn a 12 step program!<br />Cuz SusanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320113616105723104.post-9792477181582780652011-02-16T00:18:12.534-05:002011-02-16T00:18:12.534-05:00Strangely, you left out the part about the DEAD tu...Strangely, you left out the part about the DEAD turtle that you put in the freezer until such a day as the earth would miraculously open up and you could drop it in and say a prayer. You also didn't mention it to the babysitter who graciously stayed overnight at your house. When such babysitter went to open the bag with the bagel in it...!!!! <br />How much more damage can a fish do???<br />Love, MomSusanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01241076924766484676noreply@blogger.com