tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post380911156557532937..comments2023-11-10T02:18:23.772-08:00Comments on Minnesota Matron: From the Mouths of MenMinnesota Matronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16565431067927240183noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-77409309583093548342012-04-26T13:54:57.900-07:002012-04-26T13:54:57.900-07:00Did the first word that occurred to you later in a...Did the first word that occurred to you later in any way rhyme with "lucky" ?thefirecathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17252139550073127683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-88405457109666879582012-04-25T04:37:25.154-07:002012-04-25T04:37:25.154-07:00HAHA! Love it. WHy is it that the words they NEE...HAHA! Love it. WHy is it that the words they NEED us to say stick in our throats.. and that most of the time, it is false praise for something we do ALL the time. SIGH....Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376100534890229940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-47044063101708439122012-04-24T18:52:21.518-07:002012-04-24T18:52:21.518-07:00My dh only dared to ask, "What did you do all...My dh only dared to ask, "What did you do all day?" once or twice when the boys were younger. He would spend the day with them, or even the whole weekend, playing and having a grand time; I would come home to a messy house. <br />He won't admit it but he now understands why I couldn't exercise an hour or two every day, create 5+ healthy small meals, AND run a household of 4 boys.Karen (formerly kcinnova)https://www.blogger.com/profile/16705613736966783261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-51218637625932256752012-04-23T21:13:40.985-07:002012-04-23T21:13:40.985-07:00LOVE that KellyG!! Heaven forbid he need a sip o...LOVE that KellyG!! Heaven forbid he need a sip of water while tending his child either : -). But . . from the mouths of men!Minnesota Matronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16565431067927240183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-58438505128176955992012-04-23T08:11:54.062-07:002012-04-23T08:11:54.062-07:00I have to share my favorite story. My oldest was ...I have to share my favorite story. My oldest was about 8 months old and I had a hair appointment. The first one since the birth of said child. I made sure son was fed, had a fresh diaper and napping before I left. Now the salon was 2 miles from our house. I was just planning on having them trim and shape my hair. I wasn't even going to have them style it, to keep the appointment to 45 -60 minutes. <br /><br />As I am headed out the door, C says "wait! let me use the bathroom before you leave!" I must have had quite the incredulous look on my face because he then says, quite defensively, "what if K wakes up before you get home and I need to use the bathroom?" I remember wondering if C thought I did not use the facilities at all while he was at work. <br /><br />Also, I had the stylist dry and style my hair. I knew I had the extra time since C used the bathroom before I left.kellygnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-3342215447390136672012-04-20T08:33:03.545-07:002012-04-20T08:33:03.545-07:00LOL! There's another reason why I stopped at ...LOL! There's another reason why I stopped at child #2 ~ I realized how much much and organization they required and I wouldn't have enough energy (and allergy medication( to withstand a 3rd!<br /><br />Well-written, Matron!MJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03010547516401501448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-87427306922341421832012-04-19T21:06:17.634-07:002012-04-19T21:06:17.634-07:00I just have to say that this is already one of my ...I just have to say that this is already one of my favorite posts, mostly because it's ENTIRELY TRUE. Frightening.Minnesota Matronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16565431067927240183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-43080730198644998042012-04-19T19:15:18.406-07:002012-04-19T19:15:18.406-07:00This is a common theme...why do they think they in...This is a common theme...why do they think they invented cleaning? I don't make a fuss when I wash a car. And OMG, my husband SHOPPED last weekend while I took younger son to a bike race. I heard all about it.smalltownmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10857871195417461235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-74477780906171645102012-04-19T10:59:39.979-07:002012-04-19T10:59:39.979-07:00So funny! Wait till the kids move out. Suddenly,...So funny! Wait till the kids move out. Suddenly, very suddenly, they learn how to clean! Even the messy ones.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08556301919720689325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-5404542511060901722012-04-19T08:28:22.116-07:002012-04-19T08:28:22.116-07:00Uh-huh. My husband feeds the boys dinner once a y...Uh-huh. My husband feeds the boys dinner once a year and you'd think he established peace in the middle east the way he carries on. <br />I do love the way you describe the scene at Chez Matron!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-2554660162545380032012-04-19T07:25:44.345-07:002012-04-19T07:25:44.345-07:00Oh, and Matron, I do love your storytelling style!...Oh, and Matron, I do love your storytelling style!Suburban Correspondenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-2549703397355158172012-04-19T07:25:03.003-07:002012-04-19T07:25:03.003-07:00Oh, I enjoyed this thoroughly. Some things never c...Oh, I enjoyed this thoroughly. Some things never change, right? My husband claims to hold the title to the "worst diaper change ever." Also? He is the only parent in this house who has ever <a href="http://suburbancorrespondent.blogspot.com/2009/02/mr-mom.html" rel="nofollow">had to multitask</a>. Imagine!Suburban Correspondenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11488916572135296650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-9582462871653533152012-04-19T04:44:53.426-07:002012-04-19T04:44:53.426-07:00the ad for capella university, or whatever it is, ...the ad for capella university, or whatever it is, has run amok. the ad keeps rolling back over the text, no matter how often I "click to collapse" it. just saying.....Xtreme Englishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07536661018563937509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381811875173852585.post-65726363208705575912012-04-19T03:53:58.521-07:002012-04-19T03:53:58.521-07:00Ha ha ha... guess he is learning to breathe throug...Ha ha ha... guess he is learning to breathe through his ears.trashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15522550420718532131noreply@blogger.com