tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post6330509127183063059..comments2024-03-28T09:51:50.148-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Things We Learned TodayMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-27637480725130430362013-08-10T18:52:49.330-04:002013-08-10T18:52:49.330-04:00SJ- Owen is completely charmed to eat ants. These ...SJ- Owen is completely charmed to eat ants. These the teeny tiny ones. I doubt they'll hurt him and there aren't many.<br /><br />rebeccalyr- Well, honey, welcome to the community. I'm so glad you feel feel at home here.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-48024813785037728412013-08-10T17:45:41.470-04:002013-08-10T17:45:41.470-04:00My blog roll, it is too long. Too much to read, t...My blog roll, it is too long. Too much to read, too little time and all that - but your writing is just too delightful to miss. Love your perspective.rebeccalyrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13187748729756960905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-73431249981976877692013-08-09T21:18:15.351-04:002013-08-09T21:18:15.351-04:00I love all of those things. Along with peanut butt...I love all of those things. Along with peanut butter with ants in it,as I discovered at my house this morning. It's a sweet life :)SJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14174193133138897712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-87822472778525828592013-08-09T20:51:14.497-04:002013-08-09T20:51:14.497-04:00Sweet Jo- And I am sure they would have the time o...Sweet Jo- And I am sure they would have the time of their lives with you. <br /><br />Syd- You're right. If these boys weren't my grandsons...well, I couldn't even do it. As a scientist, I am sure you understand the evolutionary properties of grandmother love.<br /><br />SJ- Do you like Chex Mix with ants in it? Because that's a staple here. Along with smoothies and The Rolling Stones.<br /><br />Andrea- It takes a village...<br /><br />Elizabeth- What else do I have to regale you with? Of course I will! <br /><br />Denise- And you turned out just fine. Right?<br /><br />Birdie- I need to work on that cookie thing. Really. I do.<br /><br />Beth Coyote- It was freaking awesome- a banana in the midst of being grated. Bless Owen's little heart. I should have made banana custard with it and used the nutmeg. <br /><br />Steve Reed- Over 24 hours later and the perfume still lingers. Damn.<br /><br />Angella- Only time will tell, you know? And I'm doing the best I can and sometimes that feels like plenty and sometimes it feels like not nearly enough. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-72780385463701284882013-08-09T14:23:54.446-04:002013-08-09T14:23:54.446-04:00The way Owen talks to you just cracks me up. You a...The way Owen talks to you just cracks me up. You a wild woman MerMer. Oh yes. Those boys are coming up righter than right, though Im sorry about the phone falling on poor Gibson. Do you have any idea how enriched your grandsons lives are by you in it? And Boppa too of course. It makes me so happy. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-69345073261691054172013-08-09T03:13:05.685-04:002013-08-09T03:13:05.685-04:00Ha! Well, if you have to have a volcano, Chanel No...Ha! Well, if you have to have a volcano, Chanel No. 5 sounds better than a lot of other things that could erupt out of it!<br /><br />The phone lesson made me wince. Ouch.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-46440821754709523552013-08-09T02:43:10.640-04:002013-08-09T02:43:10.640-04:00grating bananas...hahahahahahahahahahaha. Only at ...grating bananas...hahahahahahahahahahaha. Only at your house.beth coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04671290135595711572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-13164589633245116332013-08-09T01:18:20.655-04:002013-08-09T01:18:20.655-04:00Oh, May! I love your grandchildren stories becaus...Oh, May! I love your grandchildren stories because you remind me of my Nana. She loved meso much and she was so much fun! She had a cuckoo clock that she would make cuckoo for me. Around and around she would spin the dials. Again, Nana!, I would shout and she would. She never seemed to grow tired of it. She must of however because I remember her light sigh and asking if it was time for cookies. (It was always time for cookies.) Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-40071993657381224312013-08-09T01:14:36.845-04:002013-08-09T01:14:36.845-04:00I'm still laughing. What sweet fun. Do you kno...I'm still laughing. What sweet fun. Do you know I have very clear memories of sitting on (not at) a bar and eating the olives out of my mom's martini? I was about Owen's age then. Denise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-78841992829129689272013-08-09T01:12:57.095-04:002013-08-09T01:12:57.095-04:00Awesome, awesome post. The part about the boys run...Awesome, awesome post. The part about the boys running up and down the hallway really cracked me up, and it reminded me of my own boys' early childhood and how they would get out of bed and run to the kitchen or run to the living room, etc. My girlfriends and I would say that we'd be so skinny if we did the same -- but how hilarious! <br /><br />I know it's tiring and wonderful all at once, but I do hope you'll continue to regale us with these days with the boys.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-38464602947490746692013-08-08T23:22:42.522-04:002013-08-08T23:22:42.522-04:00You are one of the funniest funnest writers on thi...You are one of the funniest funnest writers on this very planet and I can't believe what rolls off your brain and into this blog sometimes, but I am so grateful. I'm starting to half believe those grandchildren are part of my own family.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07247877396600721769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-90451335616476608132013-08-08T20:45:18.392-04:002013-08-08T20:45:18.392-04:00I was wondering if you would notify me when the ne...I was wondering if you would notify me when the next session of Camp Moon was enrolling? I would like to attend.SJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14174193133138897712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-26718589470002761742013-08-08T20:15:49.262-04:002013-08-08T20:15:49.262-04:00So funny! I would not be up to it for sure. Like ...So funny! I would not be up to it for sure. Like I said, if they belong to you or are your blood, it is sheer love. For me, it would be not so much fun as you make it. But I sure would have liked for you to be a baby sitter. Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-7786531907070119992013-08-08T19:18:48.598-04:002013-08-08T19:18:48.598-04:00If Owen an Gibson ever call you from Los Angeles, ...If Owen an Gibson ever call you from Los Angeles, they are here, visiting with me. I will have peanut butter, bananas, little umbrellas, I will press shuffle on favorite songs and have no falling phones but free calls to Boppa whenever desired. I will have huggable stuffed animals and work on the cats to let Gibson ride them. Tell Lily they will have lots of fun and all of you can rest or come visit too. Sweet JoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com