tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post4389434219153152450..comments2024-03-27T18:06:04.484-04:00Comments on Murder by 4: Life with PapaMarta Stephenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14126647102399666578noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post-59984452824398179642008-11-25T12:57:00.000-05:002008-11-25T12:57:00.000-05:00Thanks, everyone. ;o) Now as most of you know, I'v...Thanks, everyone. ;o) Now as most of you know, I've published tons of pieces on how LOVELY it is to have little grandbabies. This one was just too funny to keep to myself. A little part of me kept laughing at our crazy night and imagined writing about it. Of course. What else?Aaron Paul Lazarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06117814221437165664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post-66225257207206593722008-11-23T22:16:00.000-05:002008-11-23T22:16:00.000-05:00Ah, I remember when and glad those days are over! ...Ah, I remember when and glad those days are over! ;)Marta Stephenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14126647102399666578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post-38871140974141967962008-11-23T19:25:00.000-05:002008-11-23T19:25:00.000-05:00God bless you man. God bless you.God bless you man. God bless you.Kim Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13933746166088034102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post-49721734621465769712008-11-23T15:22:00.000-05:002008-11-23T15:22:00.000-05:00What a wonderful tale, Aaron. We're one hour f...What a wonderful tale, Aaron. <BR/><BR/>We're one hour from our closest grandchildren, now 14, 6, and 3. After experiencing many similar adventures, we designated a special spot for all the extras that babies & even teenagers always seem to need. Now, we're hard pressed to be caught off guard. <BR/><BR/>Or so you would think. <BR/><BR/>My grandson jumped into the biggest mud puddle he could find, and before we could stop him, laid down. <BR/><BR/>I said "Nobody panic; we're stocked up on boots, socks, t-shirts & snow pants."<BR/><BR/>And we were. Except none of them fit. Somehow I'd estimated growing times incorrectly and the clothes were either way too small or hilariously too large. <BR/><BR/>Gave cause for a good laugh tho. And of course, plenty of pictures were taken.Joylene Nowell Butlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04497637513532136615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post-11978693738715951732008-11-23T13:22:00.000-05:002008-11-23T13:22:00.000-05:00Ah, the lovely three P's of young childhood. Pee, ...Ah, the lovely three P's of young childhood. Pee, poop and puke. :-) I remember those years. Before I had my son, I could never deal with nasty messes resulting from bodily functions. After a while I didn't even flinch when someone's baby tossed a quart of half-used formula all over me. :-) It's quite a tolerance parents build up!<BR/><BR/>Makes you glad you can give them back after a while, huh? LOL You are an awesome Papa, my friend.s.w. vaughnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09102544611773720262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001825743960552008.post-54650615394548809502008-11-23T10:11:00.000-05:002008-11-23T10:11:00.000-05:00: ): )High Power Rocketryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11537203640644706903noreply@blogger.com