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I can remember growing up that my

Posted By: HT on 2009-06-09
In Reply to: Stubborn children! - MTTTTTTT

sister went through a spell where she would only want to eat one thing. My mom called and talked to the pediatrician, and he told her not to worry about it. When she got hungry enough she would eat whatever was fixed.

When my daughter starts into her stubbon streak (which she inherited from both me and the ex) I just send her to her room and let her wait it out. Back in the day, our parents would probably swat us on our you-know-what and say get over it, but you know today that is abuse.


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when I was growing up

our Monsingor of our church would yell at the parents during the middle of mass because babies were crying in church told them to leave!  Guess he could not tolerate much. 


Growing up, did you get along better with your mom or dad?

I got along waaaay better with my dad. My mom was a control freak.


But once I moved out on my own, I got along fine with both of them.


I don't do well with controlling people.


About the 50s, I was growing up then
and most of the women in my home were a) widowed, b) divorced or married and working, in fact all the women worked whether divorced, widowed or married. You were watching a TV show. The women in my life had power and responsibility and I never thought of them as being coddled, kept or irresponsible. I remember as a child when I would say my mother was divorced it was odd for other children (most mothers married then and most stay at home mothers). Kids would want to talk about how I felt as a child of divorce and I always said 1 less parent to say no to me. I have never nor has my husband called me stupid. Name calling is just not done here. My love is the most important thing in my life to me here on earth.
Me neither as my child growing up
things can really change in life.
reminds me of my dog when growing up
my dad did not like him being on the couch and he would jump off when he heard him walking towards the room.  Another favorite was as my dad was coming down the stairs my dad could see him on the couch before entering the room as we had a mirror hanging on the wall...maybe our dog could see him too!
We always had dachshunds growing up...
and I have always felt that they are honorary big dogs!
When I was growing up we had 3 channels but guess what?
I find it tremendously funny when yu0o say a trial shoved down your throat. I have cable and have, oh, over 100 channels. No show is ever shoved down my throats, we just, duh, change the channel or just DON’T watch!!!
I was so glad when mine growing up that
I always had much praise for others they visited/stayed with, in fact I had a problem between my mother and father (them being divorced) because they would be trying to keep a child longer than the other thought they should. I had phone calls saying - he has already had- she has kept him now and so on. Friends told me my kids when visiting sooo good- wondered how I did- the kids now are being brought up so much more different and this is what people can expect. I also know about the saying sparing the rod- right?
what I did growing up really is none of my kids' business.
Here and there I've volunteered information and shared stories that actually do lend validity to my opinions and the rules I have set for my kids. But I have to tell you that I was really a pretty good kid. I have maybe only one or two regrets, but I haven't shared those with my kids. And if they asked me about them, I'd lie and say nope, never did that.
All of this makes me think how lucky I was growing up.
My father was a wonderful man. He loved women. And by that I mean that he had the greatest respect for women. I was his only daughter, and I can't count how many times he told me that women were generally smarter, more capable and able to handle more than men. He was full of admiration for the women in his life. Long before Tom Cruise and "Jerry Maguire", my father used to say, "Men and women complete each other."
Because of my father's attitude, I grew up believing that I was special, and I'm sure it saved me from a lot of heartbreak and helped me to form health relationships with the men in my life.
The women in these polygamist situations are raised up to be this way. They just don't know any better. I believe they are brainwashed by these sick, despicable, poor excuses for men. I hope that they can get themselves and their children out of this situation. Unfortunately, it looks like many of them want to hold onto the only thing that they know.
She won't grow to fit her tank, she will just keep growing....
But eventually she has to stop growing some time. I really think she has probably grown as much as she is going to. If she has to go to a bigger tank yet, we may have to see if our local zoo will take her. The tanks are the biggest outlay. I get all her rocks free from our local monument maker and a quarry. I buy a bottle of the stuff to kill the chlorine and use our city water.

Cleaning her tank is not too bad as we have a gravel vacuum. We don't fill the tank all the way up, only about 2/3 full. They need at least the width of their shell for the depth of the water in case they flip over on their back. Otherwise they can't flip themselves over. We do a partial tank change. Just enough to suck up the "poop" and food scraps. Then we replace it.

Other than her lights burning out once in a while, she is pretty low mainatenance. And fun to watch. Especially when she chases the goldfish. LOL
There is a growing body of evidence
that circumcision is simply not worth the risks. Among clinical investigators, not just "kidhealth dot com."

If the risks of bleeding or infection are higher with circumcision as an adult, then for heaven's sake, don't do it then, either! Unless, obviously, there is a surgical indication for it.

I repeat: Having a foreskin is not a surgical indication.
We were told a lot of things growing up
such as wearing gloves to church but do you think people do that now? Did we show up in church years ago in pants (say the 60s, 70s), most did not but probably common now. Having said that I do not think by any means cursing only means you have a limited use of the English language. If anything I throw out words loads of time my husband asks me to "break it down for him" or "use English" and I am not talking cursing. If anything, another term for MTers are language specialists which I think applies to most who do this job. Next assumption.
I was bullied in school growing up
My mom contacted the bully's mom and the mom asked her daughter if he had been doing what I said. Her daughter said no and she said to my mom I believe my child.
I yelled at daughter when she was growing up. I'm not
xx
What do you think of that lash growing medication?
I've seen the commercial but cannot remember the name of the med, but it's for growing lashes.  It may cause (possibly) reversible eyelid darkening and permanent discoloration of the iris.  Would people really want those potential risks and/or side effects?  I mean, you're messing with your sight here.  I've always had long lashes and find them a pain at times - they curl the wrong way and poke your eye and you have to pluck them (ouch), they catch on your glasses, etc.  I can't help but feel that we'll find out 10 years down the road that med cause some kind of cancer. 
don't remember Minnie, but I remember Kiki! Though I would rather not.
nm
Not unusual at all - my DH had one growing up and still talks about how smart it was! (nm)
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My husband growing up lived on a farm where
his father raised black angus cattle. You cannot get a better cut of meat than that except for the extra expensive Koba (spelling?) maybe. He and his siblings told me,they got so tired of having steaks, etc. all the time and welcomed bologna instead. Now way past childhood, my husband loves a good bologna sandwich because years ago it was like a treat for the kids to get instead of the steaks all the time.
This reminds me of a lady I knew growing up...

She would eat almost the entire plate of food, and then find "something" in it and say she's not paying for it...  the "something" happened to always be in the last bite...


It's called cheapskate not quirky... 


As far as putting breadsticks in my purse, I'd imagine the butter would go everywhere.  Why not ask for a take out package instead? 


Sugar packets - that's going a bit far...... 


I also knew of a man who would break off celery in the grocery store, throw it in the bottom of the cart, and then leave the store - he didn't want to pay for the entire thing and only needed one stalk or so...  again, cheapskate....  the bad part about that is he handled it, put it back on the shelf, and someone is getting ripped off who buys that stalk...


Which reminds me, always pick from the back and bottom; that's the freshest produce! 


 


There are times I would love to stop the growing process
but I look at that as denying my children the incredible happiesses I have experienced, such as college, marriage, children, etc. and that makes it a bit easier.
Any avid gardners with advice on growing great cantaloupes? sm
I seem to be able to grow everything but these.  It seems something always gets them about 2 weeks before they are ready to harvest.  I live in mid AL.  What can I do to successfully grow one of these wonderful, yummy things? 
Definitely remember Buffy's Bark. Also had a Bassett Hound and remember his bark(EOM)
.
My ex did that. What I remember was that it
was horrible in the summer and going under houses was not always the greatest experience. He would find dead animals and of course spiders, mice, rats. 
Just remember: He's a MAN, he's not a god. LOL
nm
Don't remember anything, just something SM
that felt like cramp and then I woke up. No damage.

My friend, who is quite tiny, said she was moved around quite a bit, but no damage done.

I feel they were excessively rough with you, but that is just my opinion. Also, it sounds like they did not give you enough sedation. You are supposed to feel very relaxed.
Wow! I can remember when ...
we charged $25 period to type it. Then I got to thinking how long I've been out of school. How depressing.
now remember..sm
Brooke also went to Bridgette to see if she could conceive around the same time Taylor did..so, Bridgette could have taken Brooke's eggs, saved them, and used them on Taylor. Anyway, why in the world would Taylor and Nick trust Brooke's daughter with their future child??? I mean come on, Brooke's throwing herself shamelessly at Nick, yet they go to her daughter for in vitro? Wow...
I don't remember the first one....

I couldn't stand looking at Roxy...*lol* - too much gum show......and I do watch the food channel a lot!!!  I used to like Rachael Ray before she got REAL famous and glammed herself out.  I so liked her when she lived in upstate NY doing the 30-minute meal show or $40 a Day show.  Now I refuse to watch her - her voice is very annoying to me today.


GO_AMY!!! 


I was 8 - Remember seeing it on TV (sm)
I remember it being such a shock because he had just always been there and seemed like he always would be.
Remember then from when I was a kid sm
my dad's company picnics, with horseshoes, bbqs, lots of fun
As we remember.....

I would like to ask everyone, as you remember the 9/11 attacks today, to also remember the bombing of the Murrah Building in Oklahoma City on April 19, 1995. The 9/11 attacks were far greater in scale and in death toll, and I mourn for those who died and for their families. I also mourn for the 168 people who died in the Oklahoma City bombing. Fewer in number, perhaps, but the lives just as precious. It was so hard for me to watch as rescue workers went through the rubble of the day care and pulled out those tiny bodies...


When we send our soldiers into combat, we train them and give them the best equipment available to defend themselves and destroy the enemy. The people who died on September 11, 2001 and April 19, 1995 were innocent civilians who had their lives ripped away in an instant, by people who had no respect for the sanctity of life and who were too cowardly to take their fight to the battlefield where it belongs.


Never again. We must be vigilant. These events occurred on our own soil. Each of has a duty to keep our eyes and ears open, and to cooperate with the increased security precautions our government has implemented. We are all soldiers in this war.


You THINK you remember until it comes down to it (sm)
When they are actually there in your care you have to remind yourself of exactly what babies can and can't do at certain ages. But maybe you are perfect. If so, I apologize O Great One. It ticks me off when people have smart-axe comments for no apparent reason.
thank you so much, was trying to remember the name of that myself, NM
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Everyone does not think like you and I you have to remember that.
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I can remember my mom when I was
a kid wore one every day, whether at work or at home, and those things back then definitely looked uncomfortable.
I'm trying to remember
but I do remember waking up feeling completely flushed hot on the inside, a pool of sweat in the middle of my chest, my heart pounding, thinking I would like to rip my clothes off and jump into the tub filled with ice. Stuff like that. They're quite nasty little episodes. Did you have one? Are you over 45?
and remember this
don't go crying the blues to anyone here when your insurance premiums and medical bills are totally out of control. It is awards like the one this person wants that make insurance unaffordable for countless Americans. any monies awarded in courts will be coming out of your pocket if you currently pay insurance premiums. Yes, I feel for the child, but money won't fix it. This costs everyone, not just the dog's owner. and it solves nothing. she still has not answered the question of what injuries the child sustained, either. to see financial renumeration above the costs of any bills incurred is unfair to EVERYONE.
You have to remember
It is very easy to take email and board postings out of context. I don't think that is quite what she meant. Sheesh.
I still remember....
....leaving cookies and carrots on a plate, for Santa and the reindeer.

I must have been around 11 years old or so, and that Christmas morning, I found a beautiful, handwritten note from my mother. I don't have the note any longer, nor do I remember exactly what she wrote.

But she explained in a loving, wonderful way, the meaning of Christmas, including Jesus, and Santa. I recall the meaning of the note, letting me know that it is the gift of giving, within us all, to give and receive, gifts in His name, and that Santa was the vehicle of that giving, for us, as small children.

I don't remember being disappointed that Santa Claus wasn't "real." Because her note made me realize that the whole season was bigger and brighter, than just Santa, gifts, and tinsel.

And I realize that Santa IS real, just like God and Jesus are real. If we believe, in that small child way, the reasons for believing, will always be with us.
Remember too well
We live in Mississippi now but lived in Florida a very long time, from Miami to Jacksonville and the panhandle. We did sit through a few 1-2 level hurricanes but were fortunate only a few days without power. After Katrina, so many of our friends and family were severely affected from New Orleans to Gulfport. We sat here in MS without power for over a week but lost nothing in it. We did have neighbors and friends that had their homes leveled by huge falling trees and three years later before one got their insurance to cover properly for them to rebuild. We were 200 miles inland with a lot of severe wind damage, so I am sitting on pins and needles knowing another one is heading in this general area and so many friends and family along the coastal areas.

Lets just all pray for everyone's safety.
I remember that too. It would be more fun
to be in the holiday spirit longer if I had more money to spend. Used to get all done before Thanksgiving, but now am waiting until the last minute, because then I won't over buy things. Plus right now, it's just paycheck to paycheck, how do you tell kids that...
PS: I want to boycott K-mart too. Every time I go in there, never find what I want, and always ask myself why I try. LOL.
I can remember as a kid when we had
chest colds, parents would put it all over our chest and then covered with a warmed towel.
jss: Do you remember seeing an
old reenactment about a girl who went upstairs to bed with her Siamese cat? A man broke in and the cat attacked him when he was coming up the stairs. It was too funny; that cat latched on and stayed on him down the road, drawing blood every step of the way!
could be she is right. I just remember
people talking about the pettycoats. Crinoline usually brings to mind scarlet o'hara, but I don't know the difference. Oh, for a ཱུ chevy to ride in.
Just remember that as they get s/m
more frail and need help and have to depend on you, you have kept your head up high, making you one ahead of them.
Yep, I remember that now that you said it

Now that you mentioned it, I remember.  My grandparents lived in Kentucky and had a farm.  My grandma had chickens and had fresh eggs every day.  She never kept them in the fridge.  Always in a basket in the pantry. 


I remember.
My parents used to take us downtown once a year to shop and look at the display windows. Then we would eat at one of the department stores. Dad would take half the kids and mom would take the other half so we could all buy for each other. I remember one year when I was about 6 I was with my dad and my sister and I saw this beautiful red coat I wanted to get mom. We took it up to the counter and my dad told us to give the lady our money. Between us we had 35 cents. We gave it to her and she wrapped it up for us. My dad still tells that story today, how we bought mom a coat for 35 cents. We never did see him give the saleslady the rest of the money, and it was sweet how she played along.
Oh, do I remember!

It was a big deal around Christmas time. We'd take the bus or train to a store in another town because they had a Christmas display made up of moving figures as big as a 3-yo child. People would come from miles around to see it.


We had two 5&dimes in our town right aside of each other. One was "modern", bright lights and big display windows complete with a lunch counter and all open displays. The other was dark with all wood shelves and bins, so cramped only 2 people could fit in the aisles if they turned sideways. This store also had the candy in glass cases that you paid for by the pound.


We also had another old general store like the older 5& dime but he even sold shoes. He had a pair of red shoes with bow ties on them in the window one year. I wanted them so bad because they matched a skirt I had at the time, but they were $10. I only got an allowance of $.50 a week. I was afraid it would take me forever to save the money. Our school's magazine sale was going on at the time and I worked hard to sell as many as I could to win the $10 prize. I won and bought the shoes. It was one of the happiest days in my life.


and remember..
the air raid disaster drills at school during the Cuban missile crisis that the kids had to do? How about this one - got a driver's license from Sear's Catalog for 25 cents. No test. you just fill out the coupon, send in 25 cents and they send you a driver's license. Anybody else do that? Yes, I am older than dirt's mother. anyone remember the "rag man" or the "egg man." they would come down your street with a horsedrawn wagon, one selling eggs, the other picked up old rags but for the life of me I don't remember what they did with those rags! Remember the "milk chute?" They would deliver the milk and put it in the milk chute. If we got ourselves locked out of the house, forgot our keys, we would climb in through that milk chute! I remember listening to the green hornet on the radio. The whole neighborhood got together for that. Kukla, Fran and Ollie anyone?
I remember that!
I hoarded all the real Coke I could find too with the idea I would have to eke it out as long as it would last. Thankfully, they saw the error of their ways and ditched the New Coke. It was awful.