clare* Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 I know execatly what you mean Clare* - I couldn't do it for another child. Didn't she/they have any spare pants at school? She needed a complete change of clothes Clare and a bath. It was everywhere Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popcorn Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 Yes, I can imagine it was a bit wiffy, and a different kettle of fish to baby poos Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 Oh dear, that sounds bad - mummy needed then! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louise Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 Keep going peeps not that I need reminding why I don't want children Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs Blue Sky Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 I can do all poo except dogs and often heave a bit on the walk to school when Muttloaf lays a cable. Having said that the smell that gets me EVERY time is vomit. Now that works on me a treat! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 Hmmmm, just before lunchtime - nice Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs Blue Sky Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 Sorry Clare I'm lowering the tone again Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted December 8, 2005 Share Posted December 8, 2005 That's ok, I'm fine now - lunch was ok. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mel (& Paul) Posted December 10, 2005 Share Posted December 10, 2005 No, I take it all back. I havent missed the forum at all. Just too much talk of baby poo (and it TOO MUCH DETAIL ) That's another reason I am child free Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mel (& Paul) Posted December 10, 2005 Share Posted December 10, 2005 Someone just sent me this e-mail and I thought it was really lovely A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean? The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think: "When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8 "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4 "Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5 "Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6 "Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4 "Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip Before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7 "Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8 "Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7 (Wow!) "If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," Nikka - age 6(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet) "Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7 "Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6 "During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8 "My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6 "Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5 "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7 "Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4 "I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy n! ew ones." Lauren - age 4 "When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image) Karen - age 7 "Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6 "You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8 And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 10, 2005 Author Share Posted December 10, 2005 Aaaaaah! that's so sweet - and thoughtful as well. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Karen & co. Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 Wow, I think I need a tissue! Karen x Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 11, 2005 Author Share Posted December 11, 2005 Share mine Karen......... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs Frugal Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 Oh they're lovely Mel. Made me go all sniffy. Thank you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mel (& Paul) Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 You are entirely welcome Sniff Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 11, 2005 Author Share Posted December 11, 2005 I've been to the Christmas Fair in the village this afternoon. I met a friend with her little boy, Michael, and Michael's friend. They went in to see Father Christmas (not the real one you understand, but one of his helpers - Michael's father ) Michael didn't recognise his Dad but his little friend did and shouted "Michael - that's your Daddy" - very loudly Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cate in NZ Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 Oh, poor Daddy, cover blown And he must have thought he'd got away with it after Michael didn't recognise him Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrs Frugal Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 Oh bless! I bet the little boy's dead proud that his Dad is Father Christmas!! Imagine school on Monday. What does your Daddy do? He's Father Christmas! Wow!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 11, 2005 Author Share Posted December 11, 2005 No - only FC's helper Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted December 11, 2005 Share Posted December 11, 2005 I think that Rosie doesn't believe this year, but isn't quite sure. She won't let on to me, because she knows that I'm a real believer. We saw the REALFather Christmas in Lapland, and he was sooo fab. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 11, 2005 Author Share Posted December 11, 2005 Rosie and Lauren are the same age and Lauren keeps giving us sideways 'all-knowing' looks but I think she's scared to say much - just in case Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 I think that Rosie doesn't believe this year, but isn't quite sure. She won't let on to me, because she knows that I'm a real believer. We saw the REALFather Christmas in Lapland, and he was sooo fab. That was me again - it's behaving better today - yesterday, as soon as I logged on, it logged me off again without me knowing Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 12, 2005 Author Share Posted December 12, 2005 ....but I knew it was you Clare I'm going to add my OH to this thread............ He went round the house singing "Il est ne, le divine enfant...." this morning - I'm going to have to kill him i can't get it out of my head and i can't remember all the words Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Dogmother Posted December 12, 2005 Share Posted December 12, 2005 Stick your fingers in your ears and sing La la la la very loudly when he does that. For some reason I've got 'when santa got stuck up the chimney' on my brain - it's driving me wild Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lesley Posted December 12, 2005 Author Share Posted December 12, 2005 I couldn't - I was ironing his shirt I suppose I could have branded him with the hot iron while he wanderd about naked Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
