tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post6909942960775706479..comments2024-03-27T05:30:07.368-04:00Comments on The More, The Messier: Grasping At StrawsSuburban Correspondenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-57560686309006609702009-08-26T22:33:53.439-04:002009-08-26T22:33:53.439-04:00Sweet! Those e-mails remind me of the letters we u...Sweet! Those e-mails remind me of the letters we used to get from my brother when he was a missionary in Guatemala- Little one paragraph things like. Dear Family, <br />Last week when we went outside there was shooting on the streets. Luckily we didn't get hit. <br />Love, Curtis.<br />I was always glad I wasn't his mom, but I don't think I'm going to fare any better with my boys. It's like dragging info out of wild horses when they're right in front of your face.Shelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12851446861098955538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-51795964124641210332009-08-26T14:47:06.203-04:002009-08-26T14:47:06.203-04:00Not sure if I should address the fridge situation ...Not sure if I should address the fridge situation or the kid-leaving-home issue....... Applesauce is my nemesis...I sometimes have THREE open jars. Even though I buy the teeniest tiniest jar there is. And as for the kid....wait until he comes home with the laundry in a bag over his shoulder yelling "what's for supper, Mom?" Classic.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07256803031351067982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-82311483522967424112009-08-26T10:45:15.858-04:002009-08-26T10:45:15.858-04:00I bet you'll never throw out that half-eaten a...I bet you'll never throw out that half-eaten applesauce until it's totally green, either. How sweet!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-45865969766602654102009-08-26T01:00:40.438-04:002009-08-26T01:00:40.438-04:00As a mom of all boys, I felt like crying at the en...As a mom of all boys, I felt like crying at the end of your post. I'm trying to master text messaging so my son will "talk" to me when he heads off to college.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-62463930573656189802009-08-26T00:46:17.705-04:002009-08-26T00:46:17.705-04:00I'm sure he opened the applesauce because he w...I'm sure he opened the applesauce because he was too choked up to tell you how much he will miss you. Perhaps you should send the jar to him with his CDs.Jillybeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12150574987267072428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-17709177876873014012009-08-25T23:26:44.423-04:002009-08-25T23:26:44.423-04:00I called, texted and Facebooked to see if my son s...I called, texted and Facebooked to see if my son survived the first day of college. This morning he answered my text and wanted to know what I wanted. "nevermind" I said "just seeing how your day was"<br />He promised to call later but it is later so I guess I moved back down on the ladder again.Funny in My Mindhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07281231657407206988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-39553040919411571292009-08-25T21:59:07.906-04:002009-08-25T21:59:07.906-04:00He wanted you to be able to make a double batch of...He wanted you to be able to make a double batch of applesauce spice cake? My favorite, thought a pour half of the batter in a cake pan for the kids, before I add the raisins and walnuts to the other half for mine and hubby's cake. :)mommeeof10https://www.blogger.com/profile/03611832953435781430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-29190168994046493392009-08-25T17:42:06.918-04:002009-08-25T17:42:06.918-04:00Awww, Theo left you something to remember him by. ...Awww, Theo left you something to remember him by. And your husband cleaned out moldy food? My husband can't bear to throw away food. He just keeps claiming that if we peel it or cook it or whatever, it's still edible. The scary thing is, he does almost all of the cooking.Angela Williams Dueahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05570848895164313428noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-51882954664093156462009-08-25T16:04:41.022-04:002009-08-25T16:04:41.022-04:00in boy-speak, that second jar of apple sauce says ...in boy-speak, that second jar of apple sauce says i love you all over.Maria (also Bia)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10915816897999091636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-652254590604184702009-08-25T13:42:06.039-04:002009-08-25T13:42:06.039-04:00Trust me, I worry about this with 4 boys and only ...Trust me, I worry about this with 4 boys and only 1 girl. I guess you have to look for the little things.Bonnie the Bosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09370681673591214131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29186394.post-38422348366151726642009-08-25T13:22:17.656-04:002009-08-25T13:22:17.656-04:00My oldest has finally figured out that it drives m...My oldest has finally figured out that it drives me crazy when I find multiple containers of the same item open in the fridge...Soooo, he has been putting the *extra* open containers back in the pantry. We're lucky we didn't all die of food poisoning before I found out about it!Vivhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08508647658368782915noreply@blogger.com