tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post1445590949372695587..comments2024-03-28T12:23:59.235-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Fun-Filled Day Of Adventure. Or, This HappenedMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-4209799727273817082016-08-05T17:56:12.186-04:002016-08-05T17:56:12.186-04:00Always, sweetie. Always.Always, sweetie. Always.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7447714714131837122016-08-05T17:55:57.104-04:002016-08-05T17:55:57.104-04:00Gibson HATED having that thing stuck on his head. ...Gibson HATED having that thing stuck on his head. And it was surprisingly well-stuck. <br />As Owen and I tried to pull it off he kept saying, "Cut it out, you two!"Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-72404430781848422292016-08-05T17:49:32.663-04:002016-08-05T17:49:32.663-04:00This made me laugh and laugh, and I sure did need ...This made me laugh and laugh, and I sure did need to laugh. Thank you!Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-6447879515008238202016-08-05T14:02:45.131-04:002016-08-05T14:02:45.131-04:00Heh, die fat if not happy. Maybe I'll get that...Heh, die fat if not happy. Maybe I'll get that on my tombstone. <br /><br />Poor little Gibson's sad face! You terrible heartless grandmother! Well done getting it off. I was just thanking the universe the other day that my kids never got stuck in anything. I love call the midwife rather than go to ER :) Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08988685736635515808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-4017157363291218122016-08-05T11:02:55.916-04:002016-08-05T11:02:55.916-04:00Mostly. I did get pretty stern about cleaning up t...Mostly. I did get pretty stern about cleaning up the Lincoln Logs but they did it. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-41382494106655926382016-08-05T11:02:29.866-04:002016-08-05T11:02:29.866-04:00Yep. Owen took his shirt off as soon as he got her...Yep. Owen took his shirt off as soon as he got here. I didn't even notice! I guess I'm used to it. I am happy that he feels so comfortable here. Sometimes Gibson just takes all his clothes off which is also fine. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-76121150718198557302016-08-05T11:01:26.505-04:002016-08-05T11:01:26.505-04:00He was so upset. I was cruel to take that picture....He was so upset. I was cruel to take that picture. Bless his little heart. He recovered quite quickly though, when he heard about the cookie project. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-67681997069580236242016-08-05T11:00:40.692-04:002016-08-05T11:00:40.692-04:00It's a good thing that Norbert and Maurice can...It's a good thing that Norbert and Maurice can't procreate. Monsters would be the result. <br />I've taken my morning Ibuprofen. Have you?Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31071507986842655132016-08-05T10:59:52.971-04:002016-08-05T10:59:52.971-04:00Gibson definitely goes big and then he goes home. ...Gibson definitely goes big and then he goes home. I love that child.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-39648357106049869902016-08-05T10:59:09.995-04:002016-08-05T10:59:09.995-04:00I will try to hang on until I get happy! Which sou...I will try to hang on until I get happy! Which sounds a bit self-defeating. <br />Gibson was so funny. <br />He was pretty amazed that I'd busted him although he was still chewing and the smell of peanut butter cookies permeated the air. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-30948333864405805482016-08-05T10:28:17.109-04:002016-08-05T10:28:17.109-04:00always fun at Mermer's.always fun at Mermer's.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-40643189361480186152016-08-05T07:43:29.934-04:002016-08-05T07:43:29.934-04:00I am taking notes for how to be a fantastic grand ...I am taking notes for how to be a fantastic grand parent. They look so happy. I notice Owen doesn't much wear shirts at home like my boy. That's the beach in his soul. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-75350872862065275372016-08-04T23:53:45.706-04:002016-08-04T23:53:45.706-04:00Hurray for Ibuprofen! Gibson looks really alarmed ...Hurray for Ibuprofen! Gibson looks really alarmed in that Lincoln Logs photo, poor guy! :)Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-52536067668135347422016-08-04T23:22:30.675-04:002016-08-04T23:22:30.675-04:00I love all the stuff that goes on at your house. A...I love all the stuff that goes on at your house. At my house my daughter came to visit even though she technically still lives here. Norbert flew into a rage and tried to bite her. Well, not really. He is too lazy to fly into a rage but he did try to bite her so I yelled at him and told him he was a bad cat. He told me to fuck off. And I told him that I paid good money for him and he better watch his mouth. No. Not really. But it could have happened. He did bite my daughter though. <br />I am going to go take some Ibuprofen. A gift of the gods. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-45028775482813247392016-08-04T23:19:24.628-04:002016-08-04T23:19:24.628-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06671446238805535547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-68513521332614591142016-08-04T23:19:11.718-04:002016-08-04T23:19:11.718-04:00Oh lord what a day. Gibson in the bathroom with TW...Oh lord what a day. Gibson in the bathroom with TWO cookies cracked me up. Go big or go home. Around here we say go big or go home - or go home big. So we will all die fat AND happy!Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06671446238805535547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-91442595987867462662016-08-04T21:14:43.139-04:002016-08-04T21:14:43.139-04:00Fat and happy, best way to go, hold on till you ge...Fat and happy, best way to go, hold on till you get happy :)<br />Sounds like a perfect day. Gibson in the bathroom eating cookies, sounds like me when I was a kid - a dozen snickerdoodles and I couldn't get off grandma's bed I was so sick - never did that again!livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091094639074377780noreply@blogger.com