tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post2083656386993285103..comments2023-06-16T05:52:16.395-04:00Comments on SuperWriterMom: The Apocalypse is Nigh, or What Happened as I Put the Dawdlekids to BedSally Kilpatrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11039471463120977692noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-50419179875747540632011-04-02T12:10:23.523-04:002011-04-02T12:10:23.523-04:00Pam, thanks for the reassurance. I have always ho...Pam, thanks for the reassurance. I have always hoped to have great relationships with my kids as teenagers as well as when they're little. As a high school teacher, I sat in on too many conferences with parents who were clearly at the end of their rope. Often, a mother would say I just wish he'd stayed little. I just can't imagine that mentality. When they start talking and carrying on, things get really interesting. As you can see.Sally Kilpatrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05752910523003197054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-65190023485529080632011-04-02T12:08:24.506-04:002011-04-02T12:08:24.506-04:00Aw, Lindy, you are being too kind. I'm always...Aw, Lindy, you are being too kind. I'm always a Mom. Sometimes I get to write. Rarely is anything really "super" as far as my room mom duties or house cleaning. <br /><br />And you have to hang on to the humor. That's what keeps you from losing your mind. Think of it as blackmail stories for late in life.Sally Kilpatrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05752910523003197054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-72813343379604838472011-04-02T12:07:02.422-04:002011-04-02T12:07:02.422-04:00Linsey, that's the sweetest thing you could ha...Linsey, that's the sweetest thing you could have said to me. Usually, I write down the wacky goings on around here because I think someone, somewhere might get a kick out of it.Sally Kilpatrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05752910523003197054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-70929975609803749992011-04-02T11:10:17.709-04:002011-04-02T11:10:17.709-04:00Sally, you are clearly doing everything right. Be...Sally, you are clearly doing everything right. Believe me, your investment with these two now is going to pay off big time down the road. When you know your kids the way you know yours and they trust you the way yours do, the stage is set for a real relationship when they are teenagers and adults. So hang in there! Meanwhile, continue to enjoy this time; it is obvious that you do! :-)Pam Asberryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00700210661754783889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-61999944628996772192011-04-02T07:10:08.871-04:002011-04-02T07:10:08.871-04:00Sally, you really are a super. writer. mom. Thanks...Sally, you really are a super. writer. mom. Thanks for sharing this rahter hysterical story. I only pray I can hold onto humor when mine gets a little older. -LindyLindyhttp://www.unstoppablestart.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-16289066445220415592011-04-02T00:55:32.391-04:002011-04-02T00:55:32.391-04:00Sweetly hysterical. How did mothers raise their ki...Sweetly hysterical. How did mothers raise their kids before there were blogs? And now it's time we all went to sleep. Thanks for the bedtime story, Sally. You always make me smile. :)Linsey Lanierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00715385349179663367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-35037214006437792232011-04-01T22:03:07.365-04:002011-04-01T22:03:07.365-04:00Uh-oh. I fear there will be a potty incident tonig...Uh-oh. I fear there will be a potty incident tonight. I shall pray that you avoid it.Sally Kilpatrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05752910523003197054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440242385980500194.post-45930273043102576732011-04-01T21:28:04.769-04:002011-04-01T21:28:04.769-04:00That. Is. Awesome! Mine went to bed willingly toni...That. Is. Awesome! Mine went to bed willingly tonight, too, without umpteen gazillion potty breaks (he's potty training, so what am I supposed to say when he comes at me with, "I gotta go pee-pee in the potty"?).Noelle Piercehttp://www.noellepierce.comnoreply@blogger.com