Comments on: This is my life http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/ Real writing for real life. Fri, 15 Oct 2010 00:38:23 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Susan http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/comment-page-1/#comment-156 Susan Wed, 20 Jun 2007 12:01:52 +0000 http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/#comment-156 Chris, I have no idea what they might do at daycare. I imagine it's exactly as you said. And I can appreciate and imagine the pool scene! Very funny...when it's not your kid. Chris, I have no idea what they might do at daycare. I imagine it’s exactly as you said. And I can appreciate and imagine the pool scene! Very funny…when it’s not your kid.

]]> By: Chris http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/comment-page-1/#comment-155 Chris Wed, 20 Jun 2007 02:06:03 +0000 http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/#comment-155 Susan - tooo funny. I wonder what they do at daycare - call Miss So-and-so to come in? I too, have to stop what I am doing to take care of my 6 year old. The last scream was while we were at the pool (I am in the pool with the other daughter - mind you) with my daugher screaming from the bathroom to come wipe her!!! Susan – tooo funny. I wonder what they do at daycare – call Miss So-and-so to come in? I too, have to stop what I am doing to take care of my 6 year old. The last scream was while we were at the pool (I am in the pool with the other daughter – mind you) with my daugher screaming from the bathroom to come wipe her!!!

]]> By: Cynthia Closkey http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/comment-page-1/#comment-152 Cynthia Closkey Thu, 14 Jun 2007 04:25:47 +0000 http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/#comment-152 I feel your pain. I also feel it's got to be much, much worse, in many ways, when the afflicted is your own child rather than a cat. I feel your pain.

I also feel it’s got to be much, much worse, in many ways, when the afflicted is your own child rather than a cat.

]]> By: Susan http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/comment-page-1/#comment-153 Susan Thu, 14 Jun 2007 01:56:50 +0000 http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/#comment-153 Cindy, about 15 minutes after I read your comment I heard my son, who had just woken up from a nap, start to whimper downstairs. (I was up in my room at the time.) I run down and see him standing in the kitchen, holding the edge of the table, completely stripped of everything from the waist down. He was upset because he had had an accident in his pants when he woke up, and then proceeded to stand there having more of an accident on the kitchen floor. I felt so bad for him, but was like, "No, no, no! Get in the bathroom!" Again, this is cosmic payback. My mother tells me that every time I would have an upset stomach I would freeze in terror about 3 inches from the bathroom door and yak all over the carpet instead. Every time. Cindy, about 15 minutes after I read your comment I heard my son, who had just woken up from a nap, start to whimper downstairs. (I was up in my room at the time.) I run down and see him standing in the kitchen, holding the edge of the table, completely stripped of everything from the waist down. He was upset because he had had an accident in his pants when he woke up, and then proceeded to stand there having more of an accident on the kitchen floor. I felt so bad for him, but was like, “No, no, no! Get in the bathroom!” Again, this is cosmic payback. My mother tells me that every time I would have an upset stomach I would freeze in terror about 3 inches from the bathroom door and yak all over the carpet instead. Every time.

]]> By: Cynthia Closkey http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/comment-page-1/#comment-154 Cynthia Closkey Tue, 12 Jun 2007 18:35:30 +0000 http://susancourtad.com/2007/06/11/this-is-my-life/#comment-154 At least he tells you when he's got the runs. My cat Spook leaves a gooey mess outside the litter box -- just inches outside of it, every time -- and never says a word to me about it. At least he tells you when he’s got the runs. My cat Spook leaves a gooey mess outside the litter box — just inches outside of it, every time — and never says a word to me about it.

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