tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post5324787772979844348..comments2023-09-17T06:17:19.156-07:00Comments on So, what was I saying?: Don't Even Think About Feeding The FrogsSunshinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04406755413501443756noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-66561484946796810922008-10-15T09:56:00.001-07:002008-10-15T09:56:00.001-07:00JenniferP.--How are you so wise already? ;DJenniferP.--How are you so wise already? ;DSunshinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04406755413501443756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-22092072116303790902008-10-15T09:56:00.000-07:002008-10-15T09:56:00.000-07:00Dee--Yeah, my dad is not so much a phone person. ...Dee--Yeah, my dad is not so much a phone person. He finds things are best put into written (typed) word. He was always big on telling me to "write it down". That was like the only 2 EVER notes(essays) he's written me though, so it just felt like a HUGE deal to me. Why is it such a big deal to me? MOVE ON!Sunshinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04406755413501443756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-45223233676027793092008-10-15T09:52:00.000-07:002008-10-15T09:52:00.000-07:00Hill--Okay that guy was just MEAN! I've met peopl...Hill--Okay that guy was just MEAN! I've met people like that...once...and then I'm done with them.Sunshinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04406755413501443756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-19103251680187383312008-10-15T09:51:00.000-07:002008-10-15T09:51:00.000-07:00Mummy--Yeah...I'm so sensitive when it comes to an...Mummy--Yeah...I'm so sensitive when it comes to anything w/my dad. I just morph into a 10-yr-old again. But...but...but *I'm* 35 now, Dad(dy)! ;PSunshinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04406755413501443756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-68289810544229077172008-10-13T21:31:00.000-07:002008-10-13T21:31:00.000-07:00Just suck in their wisdom and be ready to spill it...Just suck in their wisdom and be ready to spill it out to those grown-up versions of your girls some day :).Jennifer P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03907178224086726030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-32828763327174912072008-10-13T18:08:00.000-07:002008-10-13T18:08:00.000-07:00Sunshine, I can imagine how you felt, that sinking...Sunshine, I can imagine how you felt, that sinking, churn the stomach feeling. Especially getting it in an email - I know you love your dad too, but is he an emailer and not a phone person??? My mum would have rung me up and said,(in my scenario) S just fed the fish the whole tin you better come and clean it up... LOL...<BR/><BR/>My girls are a Watch EVERY Minute type, which means I never get to relax. <BR/><BR/>Now that A is getting a "big girl", she could understand "the talk" on not touching things and consequences.. S is getting it at present, so I know how you feel<BR/><BR/>And Hill, that guy was way too mean...Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07777307445206154909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-86405129718206262312008-10-13T12:40:00.000-07:002008-10-13T12:40:00.000-07:00Aw, Sunshine. That's quite stinky. The essay, no...Aw, Sunshine. That's quite stinky. The essay, not the frog food...although the frog food probably wasn't well...a pleasant scent.<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry. I hate that feeling. The feeling of disapproval from the folks. <BR/><BR/>::sigh:: I wish I had something better to say. <BR/><BR/>I had a similar thing happen...but not at my parents' house. We were at friends. They were a retired doctor and his wife and they'd kind of taken us under their wings. I'm not sure why...perhaps pity. Not sure.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, usually it was a great time together...though we were in such different worlds. Alli was a baby, I was still married, and my ex was out of town, so they asked me to bring the girls and stay at their house.<BR/><BR/>The morning I was leaving, they had to leave for some function before I was able to get packed and out. So they left and just asked me to lock on my way out. No problem.<BR/><BR/>Well I had a baby and a two year old. So I sat Meg in front of the tv with a Veggie Tale to watch. They always captivated her. She never even blinked. Normally.<BR/><BR/>So I sat her down and went to work on packing...disassembling the playpen, etc. I was about to go out and check on her (as I'd done every couple minutes) when the people came home. Apparently Megan had taken interest in their computer and was ABOUT to touch it.<BR/><BR/>I hear Megan crying and go to find out what has happened. The doctor had scolded her (REALLY scolded) and she was heartbroken. She hadn't done anything or hurt anything.<BR/><BR/>He gave me a lecture on how expensive computers were and that she had no business touching it. I think he also went into me watching her more closely. But he was MAD at her. SHE WAS TWO!<BR/><BR/>Well, I was trying to make peace, so I told her she needed to apologize. (Although I think it was a bit extreme...she hadn't hurt anything.) She was scared to talk to him by then. And when I FINALLY got her to come into the room and take the plunge, he just stared at her with this arrogant look...not welcoming the baby who's trying to obey me and apologize.<BR/><BR/>It took forever and to put it frankly, he was a real jerk about it. I had ALWAYS thought really highly of him, but after that I didn't really want to go there anymore.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, blog, blog, blog. Sorry, I should have done this on my own. :)Hillaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14705309459113809600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546078214856738760.post-39125256796874826682008-10-13T11:11:00.000-07:002008-10-13T11:11:00.000-07:00Ooooh, I can imagine that must have hurt to read, ...Ooooh, I can imagine that must have hurt to read, Sunshine!!! And yet, I can't help giggling....just a little.....sorry! I bet the frogs thought Xmas had come early! Oh and I'd better add a :) - nice of your Dad to include them too!Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06754036163763172951noreply@blogger.com