tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post3053618587962138660..comments2024-01-01T10:05:13.685-05:00Comments on YOUR DAILY DOSE: THE DAY MOM GOT REALRobinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14932408372240147454noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-992827256628519002010-05-10T17:45:41.259-04:002010-05-10T17:45:41.259-04:00We had the same rule in our house growing up and I...We had the same rule in our house growing up and I enforce it in my house today. I remember a similar situation with my dad. He wouldn't look at me after the event, so I knew he was embarrassed about it. My mom on the other hand...I still haven't even heard her say the word fart. :)Kelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13939129224685018944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-50292873217651049012010-05-10T09:11:45.544-04:002010-05-10T09:11:45.544-04:00Great tribute to your Mom, with a loving look at h...Great tribute to your Mom, with a loving look at her human side. She sounds like a really terrific lady.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02852119592451618703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-53505818038872058422010-05-10T04:55:31.497-04:002010-05-10T04:55:31.497-04:00It is awesome only when controlled. Imagine having...It is awesome only when controlled. Imagine having to live with cuss words? Yewh! Your mom sounds kinda cool actually.Purple Cowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11016727639028322093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-59209675169174733292010-05-10T01:30:59.478-04:002010-05-10T01:30:59.478-04:00I mutter in traffic. And quite frankly with the li...I mutter in traffic. And quite frankly with the life my husband and I lived, Him deployed nearly half our married life... my kids have seen the real me from little on up.<br />We have moved many times, dealt with all sorts of situations where i just couldn't stow the kids. They have been there through all of it. I think it gives them permission to be real with me as well. My mom was real with me growing up, and because of that...I could go to her with anything.<br />I would like to think my kids could come to me with anything as well.<br />Nice post.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13708815560712267698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318801159753696568.post-5643826570818783952010-05-09T17:42:44.121-04:002010-05-09T17:42:44.121-04:00Bless your Mom's heart. Everybody is entitled ...Bless your Mom's heart. Everybody is entitled to one of those really bad horrible no good very bad days. She is a pretty lady! Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree!VKThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14017490749224577620noreply@blogger.com