tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post6994515382790429464..comments2023-11-03T07:29:16.334+00:00Comments on The Potty Diaries: Mothers, know your limits...Potty Mummyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-90098285428998812742008-09-24T21:10:00.000+01:002008-09-24T21:10:00.000+01:00Thanks, Mud!Aims - did the cat ever take the pills...Thanks, Mud!<BR/><BR/>Aims - did the cat ever take the pills?<BR/><BR/>SB, yes, I can, that's the problem!<BR/><BR/>Ah yes, WM, but you are in paid employment, which means all bets are off!<BR/><BR/>TG, don't feel bad, we've all done it...Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-72279970928390652772008-09-23T22:21:00.000+01:002008-09-23T22:21:00.000+01:00Blimey you only got to five to ten and I'm knacker...Blimey you only got to five to ten and I'm knackered already! <BR/>I once went out... and then back to check that I'd locked the front door.. only to find I'd left it wide open!TheOnlineStylisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13993875451086499475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-16562608546390553822008-09-23T22:18:00.000+01:002008-09-23T22:18:00.000+01:00This is when I am glad I only have one!This is when I am glad I only have one!Working Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16243697047355131343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-80021214864798157182008-09-23T22:16:00.000+01:002008-09-23T22:16:00.000+01:0025 minutes to yourself - remember the days when .....25 minutes to yourself - remember the days when ...R. Molderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18119986754283927453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-71716431615452886892008-09-23T16:28:00.000+01:002008-09-23T16:28:00.000+01:00Hmmm - my day?Get up 7:45 because husband woke me....Hmmm - my day?<BR/><BR/>Get up 7:45 because husband woke me.<BR/><BR/>7:50 - give pills to cat<BR/>7:50+15 seconds - give pills to cat<BR/>7:50+30 seconds - retrieve again and give pills to cat<BR/>7:51 - dig pills out of cats fur and give to cat<BR/>7:51+15 seconds - dig pills....<BR/><BR/>ahh....perhaps your day is going better than mine?aimshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12685252628734838159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-76669643508897307512008-09-23T13:22:00.000+01:002008-09-23T13:22:00.000+01:00And I was exhausted just getting myself up, dresse...And I was exhausted just getting myself up, dressed and off to work!<BR/><BR/>I take my hat off to you PM.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-41283943398150061952008-09-23T11:01:00.000+01:002008-09-23T11:01:00.000+01:00Hi KP, you and me both on taking the praise - and ...Hi KP, you and me both on taking the praise - and yes, that was a normal morning. It's just that for some reason yesterday I felt like documenting it...<BR/><BR/>J's Mommy, you're right, I have those 'I love this' moments every day, sometimes even when it is crazy - but no-one really wants to hear about those, do they?<BR/><BR/>Sharon, I know, I will miss them when my sons no longer need me as much as they do now. (It's alright to moan about sometimes though, isn't it? I mean, no one ever called me Pollyanna...)<BR/><BR/>Irene, they most certainly do (the nice and huggable stuff). I'm blessed in my children, there is no doubt about it. So don't worry, no need to feel indignant - I just don't blog about the cuddly stuff because I suspect that it wouldn't make such entertaining reading! (And I have to keep something for myself...)<BR/><BR/>VG, spot on! If you can make something amusing in writing, then you can usually remind yourself of that the next day when the whole cycle starts all over again...Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-58030598945696698652008-09-23T08:08:00.000+01:002008-09-23T08:08:00.000+01:00Littleboy 1 ALWAYS tells me to stop singing along ...Littleboy 1 ALWAYS tells me to stop singing along to the radio....the other day he really objected to my rendition of Queen's Radio Gaga (wonder why?) <BR/>It all sounds familiar, but at least you are able to find the comedy in these moments - blogging is a great outlet for that!nappy valley girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10788949037047084412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-31430075057384434132008-09-23T04:34:00.000+01:002008-09-23T04:34:00.000+01:00I can never figure out if I need to be indignant f...I can never figure out if I need to be indignant for your sake or if I should think you are only telling us the bad parts for the sake of painful humor. It's probably best if I just stop reacting at all and assume that the children also do very nice and huggable things all day long.Irenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05043376053971475659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-90782671643072471242008-09-23T02:53:00.000+01:002008-09-23T02:53:00.000+01:00Oh I remember those days so well PM! How did the &...Oh I remember those days so well PM! How did the 'pick up from school to bedtime' part of the day work out? Sometimes mine ended with a large G&T while DH did the dishes after OUR dinner - served separately as he seldom arrived home less than half an hour before boys' bedtime. Now I miss them - well sometimes I do lol!sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03247276433803886670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-76035026598876462022008-09-23T02:37:00.000+01:002008-09-23T02:37:00.000+01:00This may be why I really want to wait to have anot...This may be why I really want to wait to have another....or maybe never.<BR/><BR/>Wow...<BR/><BR/>What an adventure. But I have a feeling there are at least a couple of days where you sit down and say "I love this, even when it is crazy."<BR/><BR/>And then you kick back a few and go to bed.Lisa @ Boondock Ramblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11430994283914399581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175562867822111389.post-5855801429467917972008-09-22T22:08:00.000+01:002008-09-22T22:08:00.000+01:00Oh ho ho! A fairly normal time in the potty househ...Oh ho ho! A fairly normal time in the potty household then (please tell me this sort of thing is normal!). If it makes you feel any better - my boy loves everything the dinner ladies make but my version is never any good - then finally I got something right. My semolina is better! Not to eat - oh no! My semolina is better because you can turn the bowl upside down over your head and that's a really cool trick! I take my praise where I can get it these days. t.xTeena Vallerinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07321578309574367426noreply@blogger.com