tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post2905905812929460347..comments2023-11-03T05:46:44.082-04:00Comments on No Mother Earth: Someone should get that kid under control.Run ANChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06088821030860597465noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-3817625509746651202009-07-10T16:55:49.523-04:002009-07-10T16:55:49.523-04:00The Bun totally has those moments. Moments when at...The Bun totally has those moments. Moments when at home, I put in earplugs even as I try to figure out how I can help, because it makes me crazy, the Wall Of Sound. Those are the moms I always feel bad for, because I have to ask them to take their kid outside to calm down and then come back, even though I know they are trying and they just wanted to come top the library, dammit, and can't we just do one thing?! Some wine?kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-44690550216599860752009-06-10T17:11:32.434-04:002009-06-10T17:11:32.434-04:00I always hate imagining what people are thinking w...I always hate imagining what people are thinking when the LG start squawking in public. Hopefully he grows out of this stage soon!bren j.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09132628402113226709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-21981236448662071242009-05-28T13:58:05.804-04:002009-05-28T13:58:05.804-04:00My boy was the same....and then he learned to talk...My boy was the same....and then he learned to talk. It's not that he's perfect now (NOT CLOSE!) but I can breathe again, and I have at least a chance of figuring out the problem and fixing it.Badness Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05660823596302637985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-29742521545288555942009-05-28T12:40:37.286-04:002009-05-28T12:40:37.286-04:00I think that people think far less about our child...I think that people think far less about our children's tantrums than we assume they do. I mean, unless we're <I>staying</I> someplace with a squalling kid, what is there for them to think about, beyond a moment's irritation or compassion?Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-44777606623119897872009-05-27T21:37:01.432-04:002009-05-27T21:37:01.432-04:00I'd love to say that I don't care what people thin...I'd love to say that I don't care what people think at all when Peanut acts out in public - but I do. I think we all do... Or at the very least, it *is* the caring that makes us good parents. Not just because we don't want people to stare, but because we want to raise well-behaved children that will have an easy time in public as they get older.<br /><br />Trust me, I've seen some kids whose parents haven't cared enough to keep tackling the trips out to the malls and their attendant tantrums. Those kids? They have a REALLY hard time as they get older, still act that way and no longer have the excuse of babyhood. The social stigma is hard to watch for those kids. Each episode really is a learning experience.<br /><br />Wow - that is a *really* long way of saying you're doing a great job.b*babblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17494191160073990465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-59950326737917198942009-05-27T21:05:19.146-04:002009-05-27T21:05:19.146-04:00I like that you're defending his screaming little ...I like that you're defending his screaming little butt. Too often I lost site of that when my screamer screamed. They need us. You're doing great.Woman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-25138119370632658252009-05-27T17:12:30.329-04:002009-05-27T17:12:30.329-04:00More frequently than not, I'll push my shopping ca...More frequently than not, I'll push my shopping cart past such 'displays' and say something along the lines of "mine do that, too" to the parent. Because they do. They ALL do it sometimes... we just have to get through it without strangling them. :-)ewe are herehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13339650361453626546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-30615193907100826782009-05-27T16:50:49.387-04:002009-05-27T16:50:49.387-04:00There were many months we didn't leave the house d...There were many months we didn't leave the house due to KayTar's random fits and our inability to reason with her...plus, she liked to scream, "HELP! DON'T TAKE ME! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!" every time she was upset. Ugh...memories!<br /><br />Hang in there!Kylahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-73154330917679079472009-05-27T08:34:02.696-04:002009-05-27T08:34:02.696-04:00Oh my lord, Dove is the same. We actually had to l...Oh my lord, Dove is the same. We actually had to leave a restaurant last week, for the first time ever, because she wouldn't sit in the highchair, or my lap, or her stroller, and FREAKED when I tried. Bee was NEVER like this.karengreenershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02488069680575426742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-59760528010574873092009-05-27T07:52:24.418-04:002009-05-27T07:52:24.418-04:00I am gray because of that stage....I am gray because of that stage....Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17308665452575511461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31817632.post-66519304991557783642009-05-26T15:30:30.442-04:002009-05-26T15:30:30.442-04:00Those people staring at you in the Second Cup don'...Those people staring at you in the Second Cup don't all think you're a bad mother. Some are probably thinking, 'Phew! Glad its her and not me!'Taniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09886049581948361060noreply@blogger.com