Comments on: four drama, angst and heartache.

By: moosh in indy. » twarbie.

moosh in indy. » twarbie. — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 04:04:36 +0000

[...] Mother of a four year old. Another place of unending entertainment. (And stickers on your face to negate your existence.) [...]

By: Dana

Dana — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 11:36:37 +0000

Ouch, indeed. My heart would be broken, too. They grow out of this, right? I hope?

By: maya

maya — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 21:08:31 +0000

Dude, I am NOT looking forward to when they start doing that kind of stuff to me- bec they will. Its a matter of when.

By: Holly

Holly — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 20:26:42 +0000

You poor thing. You and my husband should get together and swap war stories. My son is this way – but with mommy as the hero and daddy as the villain.

By: Tiny Gramma

Tiny Gramma — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 02:35:10 +0000

I have it on good authority that when I was about five, I told my grandmother that “I wish I had a decent mother”. But in my case, I think you can understand where I was coming from. I think you are aware that there are many years between four and twenty-four. They will pass and miracles do happen. Just look at you. Mwah. I love you madly.

By: Kimmie

Kimmie — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 01:55:24 +0000

This is SO effing hilarious, I am STILL laughing out loud. DOOD I can’t believe she did it…oh wait, she is your baby…so I can. Sounds EXACTLY like something Memms would do. I heart you. Can you cut you out and send me just YOU? Loves.

By: Chris

Chris — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:41:38 +0000

I have had the same drama from my 4 yr old son wanting his mom to give him another hug before bed. One day the usual 30 min getting ready for bed routine took 2 HOURS! Of course my patience wore thin and he was with his mom saying ” I don’t want dada anymore!” That definitely stung and I let his mom handle from there on so I can sit and reflect. Ouch! I love your blog! Your family is beautiful!

By: Jill

Jill — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:12:38 +0000

So far I haven’t been fired by either one of my kids, but the 4yo regularly tells me that I just need to stop talking when I have driven him sufficiently crazy by trying to get something through his thick skull. And that’s always charming.

By: Tela

Tela — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 14:18:01 +0000

I just gasped audibly, and then cried a little after a silent, shaking laughter.

Hilarious post!

My co-workers thank you for giving them something to gossip about this AM–the crazy mom who is laughing at her computer again.

By: Colleen

Colleen — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 12:59:24 +0000

All of this reminds me of a few months ago when I was snuggling with Alexandra in her rocking chair. I was telling her a story with my cheek against her head and she was patting my back. The I heard the words EVERY mommy wants to hear at such a precious moment “Awwwwwwwwwwww Jody” Jody is the daycare provider. The blade of the knife is still deep.