tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post6555025142030363525..comments2024-02-09T04:00:27.528-05:00Comments on BECAUSE I SAID SO: Happy Stinkin' BirthdayDawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00465587872521082056noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-13648093004931588692008-11-13T21:02:00.000-05:002008-11-13T21:02:00.000-05:00I can say as an 18 year old He is being totally no...I can say as an 18 year old He is being totally normal. He will get passed this, in like 5 years. haha Cheer up. It will get better.BrooklynAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17799019226305149394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-83186384952985184692008-11-09T15:46:00.000-05:002008-11-09T15:46:00.000-05:00Oh Dawn,I'm so sorry. Unfortunately I have no word...Oh Dawn,<BR/>I'm so sorry. Unfortunately I have no words of advice except it doesn't get much better from here on out. Three of our 6 are teenage boys (18,17,14) and age 14 is by far the best age so enjoy! Hang in there and cherish your little ones! Our youngest is 16 months and he is by far the BEST child we have - probably because he smiles a lot and doesn't talk much! I remember when the olderTeresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07551020832802039153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-81198499367785945532008-11-09T04:54:00.000-05:002008-11-09T04:54:00.000-05:00Wow. Hope Austin had a good day anyway as I didn'...Wow. Hope Austin had a good day anyway as I didn't realise my sons birthday is on the same date as Austins. My son Koby just turned 5.Mum - Mainly Upbringing Monstershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05595023086983439928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-55556947015919371382008-11-08T22:25:00.000-05:002008-11-08T22:25:00.000-05:00Here's a question for Sunday Sound Out:Why haven't...Here's a question for Sunday Sound Out:<BR/><BR/>Why haven't you blogged about your amazing lunch on Friday or shared with your viewers the totally cool shoes that Manic wore ESPECIALLY to impress you? <BR/><BR/>And the answer cannot be:<BR/><BR/>"Because I am unable to move my neck in any direction whatsovever but forward, and I'm trying to CREATE an incredible cake for just ONE of my six MaNiC MoMMy™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-78197086742732412982008-11-08T22:08:00.000-05:002008-11-08T22:08:00.000-05:00fourteen year old boys. I have one too. OY.fourteen year old boys. I have one too. OY.Sharlynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01494536899648651100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-34068199314917657092008-11-08T18:56:00.000-05:002008-11-08T18:56:00.000-05:00Wow, I thought my son was the only one who was tot...Wow, I thought my son was the only one who was totally dramatic. <BR/><BR/>Teenagers. Sheesh.<BR/><BR/>Hope he got over it. =)Keeleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10699051418849331296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-88032103126925115462008-11-08T17:54:00.000-05:002008-11-08T17:54:00.000-05:00Don't be too put off my Austin's nonchalant attitu...Don't be too put off my Austin's nonchalant attitude about his birthday. I teach 8th grade and he sounds like a normal 8th grade boy. I think a toilet cake with a big pile of poop would be quite appropriate. And if he doesn't like it right now, he'll love telling the story later in life. :)Britneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17943752135181453748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-62823489564742309592008-11-08T15:47:00.000-05:002008-11-08T15:47:00.000-05:00WOW! What a storm--I am the mother of 2 very heal...WOW! What a storm--I am the mother of 2 very healthy, active teenagers. We are the house where all the teens hang. I believe that it doesn't matter who you are and where you are from. It doesn't matter what kind of parent you are--gosh at last count 78 responses?!<BR/><BR/>Remember those challenging 2's? You could always scoop them up and put them in their room. Both my teens lap me in Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-1258992025273600122008-11-08T15:35:00.000-05:002008-11-08T15:35:00.000-05:00Teenagers.....bllleeeecchhhhkkk!!!Teenagers.....bllleeeecchhhhkkk!!!Joanne@ Blessed...https://www.blogger.com/profile/07290913410660688626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-28682141563955552202008-11-08T14:24:00.000-05:002008-11-08T14:24:00.000-05:00Totally normal! 149 out of the 150 freshmen I tau...Totally normal! 149 out of the 150 freshmen I taught were all angsty with the "woe is me" expressions on their faces. It will pass. Happy Birthday Austin!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-50193972999740129412008-11-08T13:03:00.000-05:002008-11-08T13:03:00.000-05:00HEHE i don't have a teen yet, but shes at least go...HEHE i don't have a teen yet, but shes at least got the moodiness down...<BR/>Happy belated bday to Austin!MaBunnyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07729495477063071692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-57750351319826992772008-11-08T12:05:00.000-05:002008-11-08T12:05:00.000-05:00OH! I just "love" teenagers! UGH! Just wait until ...OH! I just "love" teenagers! UGH! Just wait until you have a few of them in the house at the same time!<BR/>I feel like closing myself in my room most days and pouting instead of them! GRRRRRRR!<BR/>Hopefully his birthday still turned out ok.debi9kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16312119503894888955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-70083556998263026342008-11-08T10:49:00.000-05:002008-11-08T10:49:00.000-05:00Boy Mom here, seven boys from 17 1/2 to 4 years. ...Boy Mom here, seven boys from 17 1/2 to 4 years. Not claiming to be an expert but defiantly experienced. Funny thing about teenage boys, they want you to want to do things for them. It's not the sandwich it's the making it for them that they need. It's not the birthday it's that you want to spend time just with them and make it special just for them. <BR/><BR/>Fourteenish seems to be a Boy Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05988991342641590147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-83926861280662154022008-11-08T10:00:00.000-05:002008-11-08T10:00:00.000-05:00How about an "Un birthday"? For his birthday have ...How about an "Un birthday"? For his birthday have the family go serve dinner at a homeless shelter and buy gifts for needy kids.Brendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05811548306583601019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-36359459123840844642008-11-08T07:19:00.000-05:002008-11-08T07:19:00.000-05:00Hi. I just found your blog. I love that you have...Hi. I just found your blog. I love that you have the big family thing going on. I too have a 14 year old(girl), they are something special, alright.WeaselMommahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01695797746467444304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-85387883658087738962008-11-08T02:41:00.000-05:002008-11-08T02:41:00.000-05:00Self-pity is a dish best eaten alone.Self-pity is a dish best eaten alone.Rickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07965400321043093038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-14984429754870353322008-11-07T22:57:00.000-05:002008-11-07T22:57:00.000-05:00Hi DawnHappy birthday Austin.My experience raising...Hi Dawn<BR/>Happy birthday Austin.<BR/><BR/>My experience raising kids was that my nephew would visit me for a week or two in the summer. Now that I have shown my credentials, here is what I would have done:<BR/><BR/>Dawn on 11/6: "Austin, be prepared to go with the family tomorrow to the O.G."<BR/><BR/>Austin: "Ok mom".<BR/><BR/>Don't ask him where he is going on his birthday, tell him. You Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-86905403049465149212008-11-07T22:39:00.000-05:002008-11-07T22:39:00.000-05:00Dawn, we did the party thing for our 13 year old. ...Dawn, we did the party thing for our 13 year old. We got pizza and cake and let her invite like 8 friends and they played video games and such. The first of the night it was weird and like a middle school dance where the girls were on one side and the boys were on the other. No talking just a lot of staring. It got better but I had to be the uncool mom and start asking questions. The moody Jkhbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00841176534568230607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-79721557183574578662008-11-07T21:52:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:52:00.000-05:00This child could have been mine 15 years ago. Tha...This child could have been mine 15 years ago. Thankfully they grow out of it.........at about 21. =)candihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507905514952143331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-53540651370085087012008-11-07T21:28:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:28:00.000-05:00Sometimes the comments you get, Dawn, are almost a...Sometimes the comments you get, Dawn, are almost as good as your wittiness. If you haven't thought of it already, copy and paste the funny ones to notepad to save for later books... quotes from my blog readers...<BR/><BR/>My son is only 9 and he is an only so my comments are from my own childhood. I seriously do not remember ONE birthday from the time I was about 11, until I turned the big 19 andAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-54272559452627941682008-11-07T21:22:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:22:00.000-05:00I remember my 14th birthday. I was also the oldest...I remember my 14th birthday. I was also the oldest and feeling gangly, dorky, and to responsible. I felt like no one liked/loved me and I just wanted to be left alone. Fortunately my parents were wiser than me. They picked me up after school and took me out for a burger, shake and fries which was a real treat back then. They made me feel special and loved. It's still my favorite birthday and Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-85372057360686232132008-11-07T21:09:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:09:00.000-05:00It's hard work, becoming a man. On the one hand, y...It's hard work, becoming a man. On the one hand, you are growing into your God-given role as a leader; on the other hand, you're still under your parents' authority. The toughest relationship during those years is between mom and son. Your son needs to start stretching and eventually clipping the apron strings, yet you are still the boss. It's a difficult and awkward dance for both of you, GrammaMackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05218961984592356011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-45620403835993686032008-11-07T21:07:00.000-05:002008-11-07T21:07:00.000-05:00You guys are all being unfair to teens. We aren't ...You guys are all being unfair to teens. We aren't all that bad. Seriously. Some of the guys are, but not the girls.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-44008906106310834952008-11-07T20:31:00.000-05:002008-11-07T20:31:00.000-05:00This is so normal for kids. My daughter who has s...This is so normal for kids. My daughter who has seven kids and now three grandchildren and you never know what they'll do or how they'll react.<BR/><BR/>My blessings and good luck...<BR/><BR/>Dorothy from grammology<BR/>grammology.comDorothyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03181570769074774554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732255176396931795.post-75431169436204470022008-11-07T20:18:00.000-05:002008-11-07T20:18:00.000-05:00I checked the comments hoping for some encourageme...I checked the comments hoping for some encouragement...and I'm so sad now! What's the matter with you people?!? Why won't you let me live in my dream world and believe that my almost-teen kids won't morph into evil strangelings?<BR/><BR/>Although, I was a teen once, and if the mom's curse holds true, I'm in 5x the trouble. (Mom's curse = "when you're a mother I hope you have one just like you!")<Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com