tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post4202602045004354962..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: Boy Conversation Number 3,456,792 and The BiebsElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-10910138716528290052014-01-27T21:38:48.644-08:002014-01-27T21:38:48.644-08:00I think I know about as much as you about the bieb...I think I know about as much as you about the biebs - and riding in the car is the best place to show off all that knowledge - captive audience and all thatAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10818795902981871173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-14913690197673636602014-01-26T10:05:37.957-08:002014-01-26T10:05:37.957-08:00I love this post for many reasons, not the least o...I love this post for many reasons, not the least of which is the illustration. Thank you for writing it!Gbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895779471612397202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-17102634657093722592014-01-23T20:21:40.414-08:002014-01-23T20:21:40.414-08:00I work with first graders now and darned if those ...I work with first graders now and darned if those kids don't listen to and believe everything I say. After so many years living with teenagers I feel like I have developed some kind of super power. Feeling haggard and old? Go hang out with some 6 year olds. Talk to them about punctuation and the movie, Frozen. They will think you are a goddess. Noanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01300868872496481473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-14186959445442525572014-01-23T20:18:43.746-08:002014-01-23T20:18:43.746-08:00I. Am. Laughing my ass off right now. This was on...I. Am. Laughing my ass off right now. This was one of your funniest posts ever!Alicia Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06244714478310893367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-59670160042293156822014-01-23T19:23:48.659-08:002014-01-23T19:23:48.659-08:00I love this. Now that most of mine are grown it...I love this. Now that most of mine are grown it's weird to have them lecture me with my own words...and the younger ones make fun of me for lecture-mode still.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-76769178828703438272014-01-23T17:36:13.150-08:002014-01-23T17:36:13.150-08:00It's good to rest ( plus remember you didn'...It's good to rest ( plus remember you didn't get any this weekend)colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13329067973795030839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-13394170687437768162014-01-23T14:47:14.126-08:002014-01-23T14:47:14.126-08:00They listen. Even when we don't think they do....They listen. Even when we don't think they do. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-26437463433093991812014-01-23T13:06:36.223-08:002014-01-23T13:06:36.223-08:0024!!! Too funny!24!!! Too funny!Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-23763729133835580442014-01-23T11:46:46.824-08:002014-01-23T11:46:46.824-08:00The Biebs really is falling apart, isn't he? M...The Biebs really is falling apart, isn't he? My oldest daughter cringes every time we bring up his latest debacle because she really wants to like him (he's dating Selena Gomez, after all, who is her favorite singer right now) but even she can't roll her eyes fast enough to convince me that he isn't acting like an incredibly spoiled rich kid. My morning lecture, however, took on the phenomenon of kids getting high from a drink made of soda, Jolly Rancher candy, and codeine-laced cough syrup. Apparently it's all the rage (there are songs about it, even, but I wouldn't know given that I don't listen to the radio except for NPR) and kids are dying because it gives you this crazy high and it's hard to know when you've had too much until it's too late and your friend is seizing on the floor. So we talked about never, ever letting someone mix you a drink, or hold your cup for you or even fill it up - even going so far as to take it to the bathroom with you when you go so nobody can spike it. The youngest nodded her head in agreement, the oldest took offense that I would ever think she might be so stupid. God help me.kariohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10150537989886423212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-63056547290122270952014-01-23T11:29:22.278-08:002014-01-23T11:29:22.278-08:00I think we have the same son. I think we have the same son. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.com