tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post114652909165833637..comments2024-01-17T18:26:38.217-06:00Comments on Redneck Diva: Hmh. Sparkly.Redneck Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1146843000020889112006-05-05T10:30:00.000-05:002006-05-05T10:30:00.000-05:00Boggzie, think I could get on a Visa commercial? C...<B>Boggzie</B>, think I could get on a Visa commercial? <BR/><BR/><B>Cazzie!!!</B>, kids are so great about opening their precious big mouths. Like the time we were sitting in the barber shop and Abby asked if we could eat at a certain chicken restaurant in town. I said no and she asked why. Sam hollered really, really loudly, "Because it gives Mom the diarrhea!!!" The poor barber nearly chopped someone's ear off he was laughing so hard. <BR/><BR/>Being a parent is great. Sparkly toothpasted elbows and all. <BR/><BR/><B>Shannon</B>, definitely!! And is it wrong that the entire time I kept thinking, "My gosh, I need to clean the grout...and that mirror is all smudgy...ooh, better change that roll of toilet paper soon..."<BR/><BR/>It's hard to get out of Super Mom role and into The Woman My Husband Married.<BR/><BR/><B>Rebecca</B>, yes. And I have no cavities on my elbows either.Redneck Divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1146693850429710502006-05-03T17:04:00.000-05:002006-05-03T17:04:00.000-05:00Hi Diva,I'm going to scrape the barrel of comments...Hi Diva,<BR/>I'm going to scrape the barrel of comments by asking; "So DID it offer 12 hours protection?"<BR/>Yeah, it is one of those days.<BR/>HooRoo<BR/>RebeccaRebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12313899387905761814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1146624699366352362006-05-02T21:51:00.000-05:002006-05-02T21:51:00.000-05:00OOH Diva! Gotta watch that toothpaste...:)OOH Diva! Gotta watch that toothpaste...:)Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05065628316554507450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1146620597409051192006-05-02T20:43:00.000-05:002006-05-02T20:43:00.000-05:00LMAO!!!! Gotta love it now don't we? Before, when ...LMAO!!!! Gotta love it now don't we? Before, when we only had the 1st child here 9 yrs ago..I had my nanna live with us. She started to have the old night time dementia coming on, she would come in at about 3a.m...turn our bedroom light on and say, "Nurse, where's the toilet?" I'd say to my husband, "OMG, I am sooo glad we weren't doing the bad thing right then" At least she got the nurse bit right..but she had forgotten I was her Grand-daughter right then.<BR/> THe other part of being a parent that I love is when you go to the shopping centre and you need to go to the loo, the kids follow you in and they ask at the top of their voices, "Mum..are you doing a wee or a poo"..like everyone gotta know, LOL. No secrets in a family are there?Cazzie!!!https://www.blogger.com/profile/13856029137337148466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11314587.post-1146594351180799362006-05-02T13:25:00.000-05:002006-05-02T13:25:00.000-05:00THAT is the definition of 'parent'.Freaking pricel...THAT is the definition of 'parent'.<BR/><BR/>Freaking priceless.<BR/><BR/>- BoggzieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com