tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post1261047546722063315..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: My Addled Mother MindElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-64954697427234762342014-06-13T04:39:16.446-07:002014-06-13T04:39:16.446-07:00That sweet child. And the way you are able to des...That sweet child. And the way you are able to describe the relationship is like reliving my life 5-10 years ago. It brings me immense joy now when my 20 year old proves to me that she was listening during all of those times I was "yelling at her."Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06671446238805535547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-55786492371391202102014-06-12T22:34:37.828-07:002014-06-12T22:34:37.828-07:00Oh, you have the authority, all right. No need to ...Oh, you have the authority, all right. No need to doubt it! And I'm sure Oliver is listening on some level, even when it doesn't seem like it.<br /><br />I would be tempted to go buy some chickens just for chicken-rescue purposes, though I know that would be short-sighted on my part.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-79869019130059511392014-06-12T18:10:09.532-07:002014-06-12T18:10:09.532-07:00You have my sympathies. I remember similar conver...You have my sympathies. I remember similar conversations and fights. You can tell Oliver though that even though I now know what's good for me, I still don't always do what's good for me. I wish I did.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-8451452295040344362014-06-12T17:48:20.260-07:002014-06-12T17:48:20.260-07:00Michelle! Oh my gosh -- how thrilling for you to p...Michelle! Oh my gosh -- how thrilling for you to pop up here again! I have missed you and your writing for so long! Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-31374671712986845382014-06-12T17:44:00.983-07:002014-06-12T17:44:00.983-07:00my Ty and your Oliver...still
as I prove I'm ...my Ty and your Oliver...still<br /><br />as I prove I'm not a robot Ty rambles about the FDA and GMOs and Monsanto<br /><br />but still he demands taco bell on a daily basis<br />michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09861251743062824891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-74215045617764769742014-06-12T15:19:00.519-07:002014-06-12T15:19:00.519-07:00Oh I hear this. Do I ever. Love you.Oh I hear this. Do I ever. Love you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-69817860336590927112014-06-12T14:47:46.677-07:002014-06-12T14:47:46.677-07:00Is it wrong that I'm impressed that Oliver mak...Is it wrong that I'm impressed that Oliver makes his lunch?Jillnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-21541216016609948122014-06-12T11:20:39.832-07:002014-06-12T11:20:39.832-07:00Dear Oliver. I adore him. His mother too.Dear Oliver. I adore him. His mother too.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-15392967088901609562014-06-12T11:06:01.603-07:002014-06-12T11:06:01.603-07:00I'm reading a book about this right now. It...I'm reading a book about this right now. It's called The Conscious Parent and it's about how we're not really in charge of our children so much at all. It's illuminating things I've always felt but have never had words for. Anyway. You are an amazing mother. You love your children. That is all that matters now, tomorrow, five years from now. Vesuvius At Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02783271096885148080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-37181569712807461182014-06-12T10:50:43.112-07:002014-06-12T10:50:43.112-07:00You know what? Owen mostly wants to eat dill pickl...You know what? Owen mostly wants to eat dill pickles. Period. And it's such a comfort being his grandmother because I can just say, "Fine. Have another."<br />BUT. How many times did I have that conversation with his mother about good dietary habits and she feeds those boys so well. So she did listen. And so does Oliver. <br />And all will be well. <br />I have NO idea what to say about the chicken place. I am a bit horrified or maybe just confused. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-27148217615763123242014-06-12T10:45:11.664-07:002014-06-12T10:45:11.664-07:00I don't know if it helps but I have some versi...I don't know if it helps but I have some version of that conversation with someone in my house AT LEAST once a day. And I've taken to endorsing pizza and things like chicken sandwiches (from home) for breakfast if only to get a little bit of protein in them. And anything with peanut butter.Lisa Lilienthalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03152500885897993371noreply@blogger.com