tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post1707869357069540018..comments2023-10-31T06:01:29.250-07:00Comments on Laughing at Life's Little Wedgies: spacetrublubyuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02167985643440470182noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-25697059622541921112009-06-15T15:06:32.560-07:002009-06-15T15:06:32.560-07:00I would SO pay money to see you do that in church....I would SO pay money to see you do that in church...charrettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16351177033783487168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-58030078542118008752009-06-04T15:19:10.059-07:002009-06-04T15:19:10.059-07:00Ha! Probably no one WOULD notice. You know how lo...Ha! Probably no one WOULD notice. You know how loud and unruly Sacrament meeting can be :) Oye.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03071466392412822366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-57156309627473648652009-06-03T08:56:02.201-07:002009-06-03T08:56:02.201-07:00I tell my kids about personal space. My son is a s...I tell my kids about personal space. My son is a space share-er and I have a huge personal space ring. But no, I think every mom would smile the smile of knowing how that feels.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-41989477467159438232009-06-02T10:28:30.892-07:002009-06-02T10:28:30.892-07:00Your blog is so fun to read. You are hilarious! It...Your blog is so fun to read. You are hilarious! It was fun to catch up again with your cute family again.Burton Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17548565215271976225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-86059531897816976372009-06-01T16:23:21.003-07:002009-06-01T16:23:21.003-07:00If you wait until your oldest daughter is 15 and y...If you wait until your oldest daughter is 15 and your youngest son is almost 8 and still wants to sit on your lap, the 15-year-old will say it for you. Of course, she doesn't notice that she's crammed right next to me on one side, another son is on the other, and said 8-year-old is on my lap. Why does everyone want to sit by mom? Maybe I should wear brussel sprout perfume!Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06679863159397261231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-67044744848629500122009-06-01T09:38:34.404-07:002009-06-01T09:38:34.404-07:00I would like to tell you it would get better, but ...I would like to tell you it would get better, but I have a 17 year old 6'5" 220 boy leaning on my shoulder, in and out of sleep. Yesterday he was twitching so bad I felt as if my life were in peril. His 13 year old brother is also right next to me. But I have to say when they are both on the stand till after the sacrament I do feel quite lonely on my little bench all by myself.cmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17901826806451599174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-17782869051839189122009-06-01T09:27:07.510-07:002009-06-01T09:27:07.510-07:00We only have one so far, so I have no experience w...We only have one so far, so I have no experience with multiples. <br /><br />However, since one squirms enough to make me a giant sweat ball by the end of church, I can only imagine what I'm in for when we have another one.Nathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00945728648193959195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-69695683673814561832009-06-01T08:25:33.336-07:002009-06-01T08:25:33.336-07:00I would so die laughing if you did that! So would ...I would so die laughing if you did that! So would Curtis!!! Been there! Little fellow did have ants in his pants!Sandi and Curtishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02294233589059255682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-23935014508092803412009-06-01T07:45:35.229-07:002009-06-01T07:45:35.229-07:00I remember thinking, when I had three toddlers all...I remember thinking, when I had three toddlers all wanting my lap at once, that I had just been through a battle at the end of church. Afer the third one, you start to get used to it. You have out of body moments to get thru...<br />Hey, don't forget about the blog award I have for you. Hop on over to get it! Thanks! :~DLoralee and the gang...https://www.blogger.com/profile/07203655646949305050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-55579792536124989912009-05-31T23:59:29.017-07:002009-05-31T23:59:29.017-07:00oh my gosh. I think we had similar days then. I'...oh my gosh. I think we had similar days then. I've had like touch overload recently, and absolutely no "personal space" time at all. It's constantly invaded, and the screaming about it, probably won't help. Because it didn't for me. But who knows maybe you'll have better luck. Hope your next Sunday isn't so "invaded".Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13585298758058959095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-24637468358925479032009-05-31T22:22:04.329-07:002009-05-31T22:22:04.329-07:00Thank you for putting words to this common, though...Thank you for putting words to this common, though somewhat odd, problem. As you were.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05797434987777482625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-7501054350731445572009-05-31T22:06:20.802-07:002009-05-31T22:06:20.802-07:00You'd probably get a chorus of Amens! I've felt l...You'd probably get a chorus of Amens! I've felt like that too. It sometimes seems so pointless because it's tough to get anything out of the whole experience when you're constantly shuffling and shushing kids.Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15300459671364768442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-591018476683589662009-05-31T21:50:42.498-07:002009-05-31T21:50:42.498-07:00Haha! I have totally been there! It usually ends...Haha! I have totally been there! It usually ends with me saying something like, "Could I just have some space, please?" And a child with hurt feelings and puppy dog eyes.Ruth Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16235421618150136398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-4655616009735763462009-05-31T21:42:08.672-07:002009-05-31T21:42:08.672-07:00Sometimes I do say that- and my kids think I'm wie...Sometimes I do say that- and my kids think I'm wierd...I probably am! Oh well, hope your Sunday's get better:)Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14743920244806656191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-68870157807149820382009-05-31T21:17:54.222-07:002009-05-31T21:17:54.222-07:00Oh dear, I already feel like that and Eva is only ...Oh dear, I already feel like that and Eva is only 6 months old!Maciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14561531635272828495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-61835030848295806212009-05-31T20:38:39.512-07:002009-05-31T20:38:39.512-07:00There is something magnetic about a mother and her...There is something magnetic about a mother and her children in sacrament meeting. At least that is my theory. I'd so pay money to see someone stand up and yell!Terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14230095866994143495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-50829763462382016612009-05-31T20:21:23.679-07:002009-05-31T20:21:23.679-07:00Maybe they're just wanting some "bonding time"Maybe they're just wanting some "bonding time"mom and dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00438165195187687676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-50985957605207302852009-05-31T20:18:39.851-07:002009-05-31T20:18:39.851-07:00no comment! You figure it out!
nuf said!no comment! You figure it out! <br />nuf said!mom and dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00438165195187687676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-61790511446501433552009-05-31T19:57:36.379-07:002009-05-31T19:57:36.379-07:00amen sista! that's what i'd yell in church if i h...amen sista! that's what i'd yell in church if i heard you yelling about wanting some space. i always feel like i need a day of rest after my "day of rest."fishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07549100990449873567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-14124634762833408172009-05-31T19:39:10.125-07:002009-05-31T19:39:10.125-07:00Me too. Every Sunday.Me too. Every Sunday.Kelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01078158663459610289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-46760532670023466742009-05-31T19:32:58.709-07:002009-05-31T19:32:58.709-07:00i think that no one would blame you. that the bish...i think that no one would blame you. that the bishopric & speakers would understand. and all the other parents (moms) would applaud you. maybe, on days like these, it would be OK to take yourself "out". just a thought...uniquelynathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01496462170655849530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5088658496918317377.post-89745505612446166262009-05-31T19:24:47.933-07:002009-05-31T19:24:47.933-07:00I have felt like that a lot. I feel like I have be...I have felt like that a lot. I feel like I have been through a wrestling match at times. Maybe we should plan a yell out all at once so that we all would look weird, not just one person. :)Carolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12954484722511367698noreply@blogger.com