tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post6466915047425167553..comments2023-07-03T06:19:12.527-05:00Comments on Mayhem Mania: One of those NightsMMahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14369311369975175532noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post-12660655147123832722009-10-15T21:48:21.230-05:002009-10-15T21:48:21.230-05:00I still chuckle when I think of you calling home f...I still chuckle when I think of you calling home from SBR and Rehm calling her "Room Time Ruby." Poor kid just hasa lot of emotion bottled up inside!<br /><br />And posts like this remind me why I'm so glad I never really established any type of bedtime routine with my girls. On crazy nights I can just holler "EVERYONE - up the stairs- NOW!" and that's considered their "tuck-in" :)Brenna and Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12938418474392242747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post-27041744961526487552009-10-14T13:11:34.016-05:002009-10-14T13:11:34.016-05:00Ai yi yi! What a day!
You know after a day lik...Ai yi yi! What a day! <br /><br />You know after a day like that wanting a cigarette isn't so bad, I tell D from time to time, that it is a miracle I am not an alcoholic after having days like yours.<br /><br />(((HUGS)))Doodle -https://www.blogger.com/profile/16119639021440066188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post-86330082569501856012009-10-13T21:01:15.412-05:002009-10-13T21:01:15.412-05:00@Shelly, of course you can go to bed now. I know ...@Shelly, of course you can go to bed now. I know you've had a long day!Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05403749388142465506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post-812413569799846462009-10-13T21:00:42.092-05:002009-10-13T21:00:42.092-05:00If I thought smoking would help the fits, I'd ...If I thought smoking would help the fits, I'd go buy a pack now! Man they (the fits) sure do wear you down.<br /><br />We'll see how funny you think Ruby Fits are you when you visit. <br /><br />I do remember one Sisk Fit at Granny's where I scrubbed my toes on the carpet, by the door, until they bled. I have no clue how old I was or what set me off, but I remember being to a point I couldn't stop the fit if I had wanted to.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05403749388142465506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post-12355922540816782612009-10-13T20:58:14.285-05:002009-10-13T20:58:14.285-05:00Awww....
In bed by 7:30? Shoot, mine weren't...Awww....<br /><br />In bed by 7:30? Shoot, mine weren't even home by 7:30 sigh. It's 9 p.m. and Brenna's in bed reading and Cameron is doing homework. Can I go to bed now??Shelly Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04810739177913507382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30044364.post-7445588660969213502009-10-13T20:51:02.748-05:002009-10-13T20:51:02.748-05:00Just to clarify things a little bit...when a child...Just to clarify things a little bit...when a child has a true Sisk Fit, her (never heard of a boy having one) head actually does spin!<br /><br />Must admit that these fits are much funnier when you are 1300 miles away from them!<br /><br />Now I know why I used to smoke 2 packs per day.Phyllishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03708731983247074828noreply@blogger.com