tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post2997315051677971169..comments2024-01-26T05:36:48.617-06:00Comments on Tales Of Brave <strike>Ulysses</strike><br>Sir Robin: They'll Always Be My KidsBrave Sir Robinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-29680221161051418152008-04-21T14:39:00.000-05:002008-04-21T14:39:00.000-05:00Just a Plane Ride - That is so sweet. My boys wou...Just a Plane Ride - <BR/><BR/>That is so sweet. My boys would absolutely die of embarrassment if I did that.<BR/><BR/>My daughter is 7, and whenever were are walking in a public place, she always makes sure to run up and grab my hand. Whether she does for protection or just pride in showing the world she's with her Daddy I can't say, but I shall miss it when she decides she's "too big" for it.<BR/><BR/>Welcome to our little corner of the tubes, it's great to have you here. And yes, we sing my song all the time.<BR/><BR/>:)Brave Sir Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-13789878835699936342008-04-21T14:02:00.000-05:002008-04-21T14:02:00.000-05:00My daughter turned 13 a few months ago. The other ...My daughter turned 13 a few months ago. The other week while we were on holiday, I reached down to take her hand at a crosswalk. It gave my heart a little lurch to think how infrequently we hold hands these days. Needless to say, I didn't let go once we crossed the street. She didn't let go either.<BR/><BR/>I like your blog name, by the way. We sing "your" song all the time ;-)TBMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05587580447766102705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-13024299250728435792008-04-19T06:53:00.000-05:002008-04-19T06:53:00.000-05:00batocchio - I like that one, and it's good advice....batocchio - <BR/><BR/><BR/>I like that one, and it's good advice.Brave Sir Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-1560593735347575932008-04-18T17:14:00.000-05:002008-04-18T17:14:00.000-05:00I don't have kids, but I've always liked this one....I don't have kids, but I've always liked <A HREF="http://www.wintektx.com/freeman/advicetomyson.htm" REL="nofollow">this one</A>.Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-23041037216337430352008-04-13T20:35:00.000-05:002008-04-13T20:35:00.000-05:00Aww. I like that poem.Aww. I like that poem.somewaterytarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11146023703829418496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-40165850881621730382008-04-13T13:35:00.000-05:002008-04-13T13:35:00.000-05:00I think of myself in the parenting middle years . ...I think of myself in the parenting middle years . . . but I'm starting to understand exactly why the older you are, the faster you think that time progresses -- and recedes away from you.<BR/><BR/>It is obviously a falacy to think that you stop being a parent when they turn 18!Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02375981493145612394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-24914765074388024302008-04-13T10:23:00.000-05:002008-04-13T10:23:00.000-05:00Happy Spring, my friend. Here's a beginning of a s...Happy Spring, my friend. Here's a beginning of a spring poem:<BR/><BR/>When April weeps, she wakes the flowers<BR/>That slept the winter through.<BR/>Oh, did they dream those frosty hours<BR/>That she would be untrue<BR/>And not awaken them in time<BR/>To smile their smiles of love,<BR/>To hear the robin's merry chime,<BR/>And gentle cooing dove?SaoirseDaily2https://www.blogger.com/profile/08898482400940054190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-10134145674735160142008-04-11T23:11:00.000-05:002008-04-11T23:11:00.000-05:00For the record?I didn't say never.:)For the record?<BR/><BR/>I <I>didn't</I> say never.<BR/><BR/>:)splordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06426754745729551958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-44668882157414179322008-04-11T20:22:00.000-05:002008-04-11T20:22:00.000-05:00You are just the sweetest. I swear if you came to...You are just the sweetest. I swear if you came to Spokane we could hook you up. You know there are more gals than guys here. LOL<BR/>My son turned 35 the end of March. At times it doesn't seem possible. Have a fun weekend.<BR/><BR/>ps to Bob - He's right never say never!!SaoirseDaily2https://www.blogger.com/profile/08898482400940054190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-67767932047244787782008-04-11T19:41:00.000-05:002008-04-11T19:41:00.000-05:00That's funny, because I thoughtof you when I read ...<I>That's funny, because I thoughtof you when I read it.</I><BR/><BR/>Synchronicity.<BR/><BR/>The Tubes are synchronic.<BR/><BR/>Where are you reading -- randomly? In a book?<BR/><BR/>I started to say something, but after two sentences, I could feel it getting long. I think I'm going back "home" to write a post. See ya.Bittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13328808801958155196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-74331295298581832662008-04-11T16:50:00.000-05:002008-04-11T16:50:00.000-05:00Bitty - You knew this one?That's funny, because I ...Bitty - <BR/><BR/>You knew this one?<BR/><BR/>That's funny, because I thoughtof you when I read it.Brave Sir Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-68483624718726968842008-04-11T12:33:00.000-05:002008-04-11T12:33:00.000-05:00Oh, and Maurinsky, they grow up, but the worrying ...Oh, and Maurinsky, they grow up, but the worrying doesn't completely go away. You have new things to worry about, all beyond your control...Bittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13328808801958155196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-74053054761190618082008-04-11T12:31:00.000-05:002008-04-11T12:31:00.000-05:00I'm on the other side of that. They've not only a...I'm on the other side of that. They've not only all left, but they've all left the <I>state.</I> I'm not sure any of them are coming back. Don't get me started.<BR/><BR/>However, the middle child didn't move out for good until he was 28. You could "hope" for that. ;)<BR/><BR/>The poem is wonderful, the first you've posted that I'm actually familiar with. So now I don't feel completely clueless!Bittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13328808801958155196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-90424577623831370292008-04-11T10:36:00.000-05:002008-04-11T10:36:00.000-05:00Never say never Bob.Maurinsky - I'll be the same w...Never say never Bob.<BR/><BR/>Maurinsky - I'll be the same way, I know.Brave Sir Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885043536453757210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-87346282335518661822008-04-11T10:33:00.001-05:002008-04-11T10:33:00.001-05:00I had the same reaction as you. I have one who has...I had the same reaction as you. I have one who has already flown the nest, and it's weird. I have these delusional moments where I think "okay, I'm done parenting that one, now I can take it easy", and then I wake up in the middle of the night, wondering if she's eating 5 servings of fruits & vegetables every day.maurinskyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04398559432565869750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8133960841665156459.post-80798497527262441702008-04-11T10:33:00.000-05:002008-04-11T10:33:00.000-05:00One of my biggest regrets in life is that I don't ...One of my biggest regrets in life is that I don't have children.<BR/><BR/>That poem is wonderful.splordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06426754745729551958noreply@blogger.com