Friday, August 17, 2018
Thursday, August 16, 2018
Wednesday, August 15, 2018
Tuesday, August 14, 2018
I’ve probably stumbled on this before….or something like it…..but for some reason this time it just tickled my funny bone!
Here are a couple of the ones I saved……
This one I’ve titled “Let’s Scare the Baby!”
Because can’t you just imagine the poor child having to look at that staring at him every day!
What sort of psychological scars would THAT cause???
(but it does look kinda nice on the blue wall…..)
Friday, August 10, 2018
When Son2 was little he had the annoying (and frustrating, and SCARY) habit of wandering away from us when we were in public. To the point where both Husband and I would hold onto his wrist with a death grip.
We initiated this practice the MINUTE after he dashed out of the limousine and into the crowd to see the Christmas tree in Rockefeller Plaza……giving his mother a heart attack!
We would try and give him a little freedom where we thought it would be safe.
One such place/occasion was when we went to Barnes & Noble bookstore. How much trouble could he get into in a bookstore I reasoned? I would deposit him in the kids section and tell him I would be in arts and crafts if he needed me. A short time later I went to look for him but he wasn’t in the kids section anymore.
Being used to his meandering I wasn’t worried. I started to look for him. I looked in the café, no Son2….I looked in the magazine section…..no Son2…..this particular store had a magic section so I looked there….nope….no kid……
I went back to the arts and crafts section thinking he went there to find me and that’s when I heard over the loudspeaker: “Will Son2’s mother please come to the information desk. He says you’re lost.”
I had to laugh because of course HE wasn’t lost, I was!
When I got to him he was upset and mad at ME for not being where I said I would be!
I think he finally got the point though because after that he didn’t seem to wander quite so far or so often……
Thursday, August 9, 2018
Wednesday, August 8, 2018
Tuesday, August 7, 2018
This is a disclaimer of sorts……
A disclaimer of my failing memory.
After eight years of blogging I’m forgetting which stories I’ve told and which ones I haven’t shared with you yet. In these cases I do a search of the blog so I won’t re-post something I’ve already shared.
EXCEPT….I’m not finding them…..
I search using a keyword that I’m pretty sure I used in the story, and it brings up some posts but not the one I’m looking for. And I SWEAR I’ve posted it already….I even think I remember some of the comments people made about it!
Unless I’m hallucinating….which isn’t out of the realm of possibility….…..
I’ve decided not to obsess or worry about my failing memory and just plow right ahead.
So, if I’ve already told some of these stories, I apologize….just think of me like your crazy Aunt Glady who tells the same stories over and over again every Thanksgiving…….
(everybody loves a re-run, right?)