tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.comments2023-08-19T05:03:52.069-07:00Musings of The Mom JenThe Mom Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14013214017240987993noreply@blogger.comBlogger19074125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-204192553224729872015-09-17T15:14:28.327-07:002015-09-17T15:14:28.327-07:00It seems my son grew up so very fast also. I remem...It seems my son grew up so very fast also. I remember going through those "male" changes and trying to understand a few. My hubby was a big help in a lot of them. It did take awhile getting used to the deeper voice. :)Betsy Barneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13158843094068699358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-71683950699389606242015-09-16T10:33:41.959-07:002015-09-16T10:33:41.959-07:00I'm not laughing (or crying) at you, I am doi...I'm not laughing (or crying) at you, I am doing it with you. Trust me, a 50 year old, short women with boobs and a pooch that I used to laugh at on my grandmother has now come home to roost on my body. Not to mention that bunions make it impossible to get shoes that look at all fashionable. So I think I'll just stay home...forever. LOL!Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-69023791509252076452015-09-15T09:36:16.962-07:002015-09-15T09:36:16.962-07:00She is absolutely adorable! Times sure have change...She is absolutely adorable! Times sure have changed from the days when I was lucky to get a dime or perhaps a quarter under my pillow. I do remember that for my first tooth I got a half dollar. I thought it was soooo awesome. I always gave my son a little money.Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-84363524090050353572015-09-13T10:27:59.577-07:002015-09-13T10:27:59.577-07:00It's kind of hard to comment on events that ha...It's kind of hard to comment on events that happened over 2 years ago but both sound like they would have been a blast to attend. I wish I could go back in time to the days when my son was that age. It was the greatest age I think!Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-36902972486634043012015-09-12T15:44:06.585-07:002015-09-12T15:44:06.585-07:00I have 5 kids. One boy and four girls and all of t...I have 5 kids. One boy and four girls and all of them are taller than me. Lisa Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02296428676861802193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-23276884807688312812015-09-12T14:47:20.316-07:002015-09-12T14:47:20.316-07:00Well I want to be 20 all the time...no make that 1...Well I want to be 20 all the time...no make that 16 the last year that I was ever normal. Year 17 my life took a terrible change for the worse when I was diagnosed with severe Lupus and the doctor with the bedside manner of an elephant told me and my mom that I "might" live to 40. So I felt reborn on my 40th! It's just a number...sounds to be like a number a little high for you. Congrats on all the fun!Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-26959757127639018412015-09-11T08:59:22.060-07:002015-09-11T08:59:22.060-07:00I am over 50 and have had Lupus (and it's many...I am over 50 and have had Lupus (and it's many complications) since I was 17. But you can trust me when I tell you that 40 is not over the hill. You just had a rough start. The rest will be easy peasy for you I hope.Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-34303039135639033752015-09-10T20:08:32.497-07:002015-09-10T20:08:32.497-07:00I'm so glad everything turned out okay for you...I'm so glad everything turned out okay for you in the end!Fiddlin' Dandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17959989026897700374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-63049833534117660702015-09-09T06:53:00.104-07:002015-09-09T06:53:00.104-07:00Well a couple of years have passed now and you eit...Well a couple of years have passed now and you either have senior or high school graduate on your hands! And 2 others following closer than you'd like I bet. You must be one proud mom!Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-85089241677506289182015-09-07T05:11:56.816-07:002015-09-07T05:11:56.816-07:00What a cutie and an awesome smile that brings back...What a cutie and an awesome smile that brings back so many memories to me. The days of loose teeth and crying and the tooth fairy. The first one is the worse. But getting faint at the sight of blood must be scary too.Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-20058833706712190882015-09-06T05:41:35.297-07:002015-09-06T05:41:35.297-07:00So cute and I remember the days so well. But one n...So cute and I remember the days so well. But one night the tooth fairy fell asleep and didn't put money under the pillow. UGH!! Trying explaining that one!Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-2959643238123067192015-09-04T08:32:16.584-07:002015-09-04T08:32:16.584-07:00I should write a book called "Mom and Dad: Th...I should write a book called "Mom and Dad: There is Life After Your Child Goes to College" or something like that. My son is in his last semester. Yep, the time flew by and I find myself crying over old photos sometimes and only my hairdresser may have some idea what my real hair color is other than grey. I weigh a little more and I wear bifocals. Early to bed and early to rise with a couple of trips to the bathroom thrown in. BUT, though I miss my son terribly it's amazing how clean my house stays, the dishwasher and the washing machine run less. Etc, etc. And I actually have time to do the things I love. I talk to my son often and see him as much as I can and of course his room will always be his room. So I promise things will be okay.Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-20287700653012169412015-09-03T11:55:05.150-07:002015-09-03T11:55:05.150-07:00My mom was right. The time really does fly by afte...My mom was right. The time really does fly by after you have kids. My son was just in kindergarten and now he's in his last semester of college. Rank socks and all hug him tight every day for soon you will have empty arms.Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-62094200441224473412015-09-02T16:23:27.768-07:002015-09-02T16:23:27.768-07:00I feel as if my heart stopped beating as I read th...I feel as if my heart stopped beating as I read this. I was gripped to your words. Wanting and not wanting to get to the end to see what happened. I don't know you but I felt as it I was in that office with you. I feel the same way every time I have a mammogram. I hope next year goes smoother.Robin Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16020452499431076060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-33601195122152393192015-09-01T17:42:09.219-07:002015-09-01T17:42:09.219-07:00What a terrible ordeal that must have been! I reme...What a terrible ordeal that must have been! I remember for my pregnancy I had to go back to the doctor for "something they wanted to check" hate not knowing what is really going on when at the doc's office! I'm so glad nothing happened! I would be bawling too from all the stress...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01118368413445958788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-27031843395552680112015-08-30T18:38:53.891-07:002015-08-30T18:38:53.891-07:00Grow up so fast Grow up so fast Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03982072880231709787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-39722369439884628242015-08-30T18:29:35.019-07:002015-08-30T18:29:35.019-07:00:):)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015216128200630368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-42022171462443466712015-08-30T10:38:23.815-07:002015-08-30T10:38:23.815-07:00I am sure he saw it as an adventure, not a chore. ...I am sure he saw it as an adventure, not a chore. 1froglegshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08329895040241148066noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-68125111937119038162015-08-29T22:20:21.021-07:002015-08-29T22:20:21.021-07:00OMG that is a hoot! I bet it scared you though and...OMG that is a hoot! I bet it scared you though and thank goodness you looked in the mirror. I wonder how the EMTs would have coded that? <br /><br />ellen becktannawingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10940879210907665715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-70396557948670074482015-08-29T19:40:49.148-07:002015-08-29T19:40:49.148-07:00Great postGreat postAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11622091257099596535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-45335125277018801642015-08-28T22:43:33.799-07:002015-08-28T22:43:33.799-07:00ha!
I ramble like a lunatic. I mean its bad.
You...ha! <br />I ramble like a lunatic. I mean its bad.<br /><br />You know why I cant have a blg? I mean besides the babbling? I dont do spell check but my typing is bad real bad. So bad that sometimes it is a marvel anyone caan make heaads or tails of it. I even mispell my name. I enter contests or will make comments and not be looking and will spell my first name rllrn - close but no cigar.<br /><br />ellen beck on the formtannawingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10940879210907665715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-87546062800800193372015-08-28T10:51:42.960-07:002015-08-28T10:51:42.960-07:00Moments like this can be very scary. But it is up ...Moments like this can be very scary. But it is up to us to stay string and pull through with dignity. thisisliferemixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10366985197711348480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-87089788203094971722015-08-28T08:53:21.276-07:002015-08-28T08:53:21.276-07:00The worst part is seeing an older picture of yours...The worst part is seeing an older picture of yourself and cringing because "I can't believe I used to look like that". 1froglegshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08329895040241148066noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-36017703380821448722015-08-27T22:29:49.889-07:002015-08-27T22:29:49.889-07:00Oddly enough,they would have to accept those 100 p...Oddly enough,they would have to accept those 100 pennies... legal tender is legal tender. Mind you they might not like to count them out, but they have to take them ;)<br /><br />ellen becktannawingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10940879210907665715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008851216836243944.post-77012288799047811952015-08-26T22:16:54.578-07:002015-08-26T22:16:54.578-07:00I am not in a gang, but I think yours is pretty ni...I am not in a gang, but I think yours is pretty nifty. I love the toe tatoos they are cute! I wish I had friends like that.<br /><br />ellen becktannawingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10940879210907665715noreply@blogger.com