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Pastimes : Precious Memories!Kids make me smile! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Neenny who wrote (770)	8/30/2001 12:35:02 PM
From: calgal	Respond to of 1309

Jane: That sounds wonderful, and I am sure my little boy prefers Kevin's scenario! :) I just discovered Dennis the Menace cartoons on WB and he loves that. I am praying that he can withstand the long hours today. I think a full day for this age is a long day. I do not need a babysitter. I am trying to be supportive of the teacher, because I have been there, too. Let me know how their first day is! :)Leigh

To: Neenny who wrote (770)	8/30/2001 12:47:05 PM
From: calgal	Respond to of 1309

Jane: PS, My morning today was more hectic! I try to put out his clothes the night before, but it always gets hectic! Are there any secrets for being organized? I am teasing, because for my effort, I think I am progressing. Do I get an "E?" Have you noticed how many children have given up backpacks in favor of the luggage you see at the airport? Is this a trend. They keep passing me draging their luggage to school! :)Leigh

To: Neenny who wrote (770)	8/30/2001 6:01:04 PM
From: calgal	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1309

Jane: I meant to post this here instead. :) How was the first day of school? Who will sleep better tonight, you or the children? :)Leigh

To: Neenny who wrote (770)	8/30/2001 6:15:58 PM
From: The Philosopher	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 1309

This isn't a precious moment about my kids, but about me as a kid, but it came up on another thread, and I thought it might be amusing to post here. I remember once when a friend and I were in a William Tell phase her mother looked out her window one day -- I was maybe six then -- to find her daughter standing in front of a tree with an apple on her head and me holding my bow and arrow and very carefully, very responsibly taking aim. Her ferocious screech startled me, and this tiger of a mother came screaming out into the yard, dragged poor Debbie into the house by the arm, and slammed the door behind them. And made me think I had done something wrong. Which I couldn't understand. If WT could do it and be a hero for it, why couldn't I? My bow was taken away from me. So unfair, I thought. I mean, it was history, wasn't it? And we were being very careful about it.