tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447025122295578525.post2415201188383119198..comments2023-11-03T06:35:43.838-04:00Comments on Rolling Through Looneyville, One Wave at a Time: These Actually Came Out of My MouthJen @ Rolling Through Looneyvillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14286472773512959554noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447025122295578525.post-88740961765042942382010-08-04T09:40:56.509-04:002010-08-04T09:40:56.509-04:00Found shirt I have been hunting all summer. T thr...Found shirt I have been hunting all summer. T threw it in laundry room while fighting w/ K apparently back in like april and it landed behind the deep freeze....salvagable...until you realize that noone else moves things off the deep freeze before they open it and a half a bottle of some kind of oxy stain remover fell on it and apparently the lid broke in the fall....<br />came out rainbow colored crap and it only got worn like 4 times....ARGGGGGHHHH<br />told them the next person who just threw something in there and didnt make sure it went into a hamper was going to sleep on the deck with the dogs and spiders....<br />steffAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447025122295578525.post-86040574003432245382010-08-04T04:58:43.935-04:002010-08-04T04:58:43.935-04:00Last night, while putting the kids to bed, I said...Last night, while putting the kids to bed, I said, "That's it! No more Mr. Nice Mamma!"<br /><br />It is VERY hard to maintain control of the situation when my kids are laughing at me.amy@flexibledreamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12206368426936653795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2447025122295578525.post-30067123483812966472010-08-03T23:27:29.173-04:002010-08-03T23:27:29.173-04:00Heh. Whenever I'm fed up I dryly threaten to ...Heh. Whenever I'm fed up I dryly threaten to feed my kids to the wolves. They never even bat an eyelash, sadly.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07141742419364168878noreply@blogger.com