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December 13, 2007

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Agincourtdb

When I want some thiiiiiing, maaaan, I don' wanna pay for iiiiiiiiiiiit....

Yeah, I took a little paratrooper guy from Ben Franklin's down in Gaithersburg when I was about that age. The kind you throw up in the air as hard as you can and the parachute (theoretically) opens and it floats back down to you. Never really works right. Or maybe that was just my mind playing tricks on me, because I felt pretty guilty about it. So guilty, in fact, that within a couple days of waiting for the other shoe to drop, I finally dug a hole in the backyard and buried the toy forever. It's probably still there. I suppose technically I 'got away with it', since I didn't get caught. But those couple days of guilt were a pretty significant punishment for a kid.

Redneck Mommy

It's freaking me out how similar my story with my daughter is...right from the part about finding pants that fit to making her empty her pockets. Eerie.

Thankfully, her sticky fingers never seemed to itch again. Probably because I threatened to chop them off if she ever repeated said actions.

(I never told her about the ONE and only time I lifted a lipstick when I was ten.)

angi

Oh the tightrope walk...it is awful.

Because we (hubby & I)raise our kids "different" than alot of people we know, it seems that I am balancing all the time already with Kaden. Do I let some things/rules go for his sake? Or does letting things go show him that I am flexible? UGH!

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