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  1. There's no time to slow down. :(

    I've got work full-time, one class two nights a week, another class three nights a week (although technically it's online), plus the little one and lots of working with/around her dad. He comes over twice a week, too.

     

    I can't *wait* for this vacation, even if it is just a few days, and then I'm taking a half day the following week for the concert. Me time. Fun time. I deserve it, I think. :D

     

     

    You think? Girl, you're doing by yourself, what most couples do. There is no thinking about it, at least not on my end, because you absolutely deserve it! I hope you have a fabulous time and get to STOP for a few days! ^_^

     

     

    As far as plans, for now we don't have any. We are going to the beach for sure, just not sure which one or when. I am SO ready to be there though!!

  2. I want Church's so bad I'm almost willing to drive out to Marietta to get it.

     

    Yumm...Church's biscuits. :wub:

     

     

    You know there's one close to Six Flags? MUCH closer....well, to me anyway. I'm not sure if you're in Paulding or not.

  3. It's my understanding that the doctors at scottish rite didn't think Brody would make it though the night. He passed away moments ago. I'm sure that Vince's family would like to extend their deepest and most heartfelt thanks for everyone's prayers and support. I haven't spoken to Vince or Tammy, but I figure it would be best to allow them some privacy at this difficult time.

     

     

    :( I am so sorry. The family will be in my prayers.

     

     

  4. We had grilled chicken, grilled corn on the cob, salad, and sliced strawberries and cantaloupe that my 3 year old daughter got to slice all by herself. She was quite proud of herself. She even got to use a "shark" knife. :wub:

  5. Subject: A 3-year-old tells all from his mother's restroom stall.

     

    By Shannon Popkin

     

     

     

    My little guy, Cade, is quite a talker. He loves to communicate and does it quite well. He talks to people constantly, whether we are in the library, the grocery store or at a drive-thru window. People often comment on how clearly he speaks for a just-turned-3-year-old. And you never have to ask him to turn up the volume. It's always fully cranked. There have been several embarrassing times that I've wished the meaning of his words would have been masked by a not-so-audible voice, but never have I wished this more than last week at Costco.

     

    Halfway, through our shopping trip, nature called, so I took Cade with me into the restroom. If you'd been one of the ladies in the restroom that evening, this is what you would have heard coming from the second to the last stall:

     

    ''Mommy, are you gonna go potty?

     

    Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy?

     

    Oh! You gonna sit down on da toiwet paper now?

     

    Mommy, what are you doing?

     

    Mommy, are you gonna go stinkies on the potty?''

     

    At this point I started mentally counting how many women had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls were full ... 4? 5? Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity.

     

    Cade continued: ''Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren't you?

     

    Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy!

     

    Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on the potty?

     

    Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy! Oh ... Mommy!

     

    I'm trying to see In dere.

     

    Oh! I see dem.

     

    Dat is a very good girl, Mommy.

     

    You are gonna get some candy!''

     

    I heard a few faint chuckles coming from the stalls on either side of me.

     

    Where is a screaming new born when you need her? Good grief. This was really getting embarrassing. I was definitely waiting a long time before exiting. Trying to divert him, I said, ''Why don't you look in Mommy's purse and see if you can find some candy. We'll both have some!''

     

    ''No, I'm trying to see doze stinkies"

     

    "Oh! Mommy!'' He started to gag at this point.

     

    ''Uh - oh, Mommy. I fink I'm gonna frow up.

     

    Mommy, doze stinkies are making me frow up!!

     

    Dat is so gross!!''

     

    As the gags became louder, so did the chuckles outside my stall.. I quickly flushed the toilet in hopes of changing the subject. I began to reason with myself: OK. There are four other toilets. If I count four flushes, I can be reasonably assured that those who overheard this embarrassing monologue will be long gone.

     

    ''Mommy! Would you get off the potty, now? I want you to be done going stinkies! Get up! Get up!''

     

    He grunted as he tried to pull me off Now I could hear full-blown laughter. I bent down to count the feet outside my door. !

     

    ''Oh, are you wooking under dere, Mommy?

     

    You wooking under da door? What were you wooking at? Mommy?

     

    You wooking at the wady's feet?''

     

    More laughter. I stood inside the locked door and tried to assess the situation.

     

    ''Mommy, it's time to wash our hands, now. We have to go out now, Mommy.''

     

    He started pounding on the door. ''Mommy, don't you want to wash your hands? I want to go out!!''

     

    I saw that my wait 'em out' plan was unraveling.. I sheepishly opened the door, and found standing outside my stall, twenty to thirty ladies crowded around the stall, all smiling and starting to applaud. My first thought was complete embarrassment, then I thought, where's the fine print on the 'motherhood contract' where I signed away every bit of my dignity and privacy? But as my little boy gave me a big, cheeky grin while he rubbed bubbly soap between his chubby little hands, I thought, I'd sign it all away again, just to be known as Mommy to this little fellow.

     

     

     

    (Shannon Popkin is a freelance writer and mother of three She lives with her family in Grand Rapids , Michigan , where she no longer uses public restrooms)

     

     

  6. Chickin wire? Mine can rip through chain link. If you felt safe enough to walk over to your neighbors house with the dogs running loose theres probally no need to shoot them. Maybe Im reading more into it but it sounds like you want to bait the dogs with your kids so you can shoot them because your neighbor was rude. Call the police and let them handle it.

     

     

    I didn't get the feeling that they were trying to "bait" the dogs. If you have always been around Pits, you're probably comfortable with them. If you haven't, it's VERY hard to get past everything that's been reported about the breed. It's sad but true. I don't dislike the breed, but I don't trust them around my child. There are several breeds that I don't trust around my child and any dog that I don't know makes me uncomfortable roaming the streets. If you have Pits, try not to get offended by the OP's post. ALL dogs are different and we have no idea what this person has witnessed that we haven't.

     

    I hope that you got some information from AC today and that the situation will be taken care of soon! Good luck!

  7. We were going to have tuna salad sandwiches, slaw, and baked beans. My daughter BEGGED me not to make her eat tuna salad sandwiches :lol: so we went to Wallace's. It was pretty good. MUCH better than tuna salad. My daughter, who is 3, had a chili dog with mustard and onions. She loves those things. UGH!

  8. I wear mine when I leave the house. Once I come home, I take the set off to wash my hands and don't usually put it back on because I don't wear it to cook, shower, bathe my daughter, or sleep.

  9. beautiful beautiful girl! Those big brown eyes just draw you in :)

     

    (but I have to argue on who has THE most beautiful baby girl though ;) )

     

     

     

    :lol: That reminds me of the quote "there's only one "prettiest baby in the world" and every mother has it."

     

     

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