Comments on: Running with scissors http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/ Life in the vicinity of a good time Wed, 09 Jul 2008 01:40:51 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU By: Laura http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-248 Laura Tue, 11 Mar 2008 22:16:34 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-248 Little Miss is definitely not the first child to come up with a new hairstyle for herself, but fortunately, that hasn't happened here...yet! I remember my sister cutting herself some really short bangs when she was a child, and my brother giving himself and really ugly shaved on the sides/long on the top haircut when he was NOT a child. At least hair grows back...most of the time! Independence -- Yes, for a while, Hutton was making his own bowls of cereal, but when he was making himself bowls several times a day, we came to a new agreement. And the "I can feed the cats!" was great...until Hutton decided to try the cat food himself, and decided he liked it. Ick. No thanks, sweetie, Mommy will feed the cats. Please DO NOT even look at the cat food. Little Miss is definitely not the first child to come up with a new hairstyle for herself, but fortunately, that hasn’t happened here…yet! I remember my sister cutting herself some really short bangs when she was a child, and my brother giving himself and really ugly shaved on the sides/long on the top haircut when he was NOT a child. At least hair grows back…most of the time!

Independence — Yes, for a while, Hutton was making his own bowls of cereal, but when he was making himself bowls several times a day, we came to a new agreement. And the “I can feed the cats!” was great…until Hutton decided to try the cat food himself, and decided he liked it. Ick. No thanks, sweetie, Mommy will feed the cats. Please DO NOT even look at the cat food.

]]> By: awalkabout http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-246 awalkabout Tue, 11 Mar 2008 20:32:46 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-246 Now that story is worth a stack of gray hairs!! :) Now that story is worth a stack of gray hairs!! :)

]]> By: Kim Pritt http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-245 Kim Pritt Tue, 11 Mar 2008 20:11:46 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-245 this reminds me of a story my mother loves to tell about my brother and me when we were little. we decided we were going to make the Sunday morning family breakfast before our parents woke up. the menu included bowls of Mapo (not sure I spelled it correctly) - a maple flavored version of oatmeal that I don't believe is even on the market any more. I was about 5 and my brother was about 3 - we put the dry Mapo in the pan and turned on the heat. we decided to move several of Mom's house plants from their current pots to new pots while the breakfast cooked! My parents woke up to a house full of smoke and the sickening sweet smell of maple burning and came running down to the kitchen to find plants and dirt all over the kitchen floor!! we were so very proud of ourselves - an emotion not shared by our parents! this reminds me of a story my mother loves to tell about my brother and me when we were little. we decided we were going to make the Sunday morning family breakfast before our parents woke up. the menu included bowls of Mapo (not sure I spelled it correctly) - a maple flavored version of oatmeal that I don’t believe is even on the market any more. I was about 5 and my brother was about 3 - we put the dry Mapo in the pan and turned on the heat. we decided to move several of Mom’s house plants from their current pots to new pots while the breakfast cooked! My parents woke up to a house full of smoke and the sickening sweet smell of maple burning and came running down to the kitchen to find plants and dirt all over the kitchen floor!! we were so very proud of ourselves - an emotion not shared by our parents!

]]> By: Brenda http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-244 Brenda Tue, 11 Mar 2008 15:12:19 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-244 Very funny! I agree we have to let the kids become independent. It may be difficult--not so much for the danger, but for the messes and the things destroyed. But they'll be better for it. (Never mind the extra gray hairs we get from it!) Very funny! I agree we have to let the kids become independent. It may be difficult–not so much for the danger, but for the messes and the things destroyed. But they’ll be better for it. (Never mind the extra gray hairs we get from it!)

]]> By: giiid http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-242 giiid Mon, 10 Mar 2008 22:12:05 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-242 So amusingly! I love your family-life descriptions. So amusingly! I love your family-life descriptions.

]]> By: hfamom http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-241 hfamom Mon, 10 Mar 2008 19:25:52 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-241 Funny isn't it... we do protect our children and do so much to help them because it's just easier or better or whatever... Horray for Little Miss! She has mastered scissors and injured nothing but blank pages! :) (I'm back-- thanks for the Nyquil!) Funny isn’t it… we do protect our children and do so much to help them because it’s just easier or better or whatever… Horray for Little Miss! She has mastered scissors and injured nothing but blank pages! :) (I’m back– thanks for the Nyquil!)

]]> By: ByJane http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/running-with-scissors/#comment-240 ByJane Mon, 10 Mar 2008 19:04:05 +0000 http://awalkabout.wordpress.com/?p=44#comment-240 reminds me of the time a friend from grad school came in the morning after staying up all night doing reading and bookmarking a big ole scholarly tome to find that her daughter, wanting to read like mama, had removed all the bookmarks! reminds me of the time a friend from grad school came in the morning after staying up all night doing reading and bookmarking a big ole scholarly tome to find that her daughter, wanting to read like mama, had removed all the bookmarks!

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