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More on moms: > These are very cute....Hope you all enjoy them. > > > The following are different answers given by school-age children > > to the given questions: > > Why did God make mothers? > > 1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is. > > 2. Think about it, it was the best way to get more people. > > 3. Mostly to clean the house. > > 4. To help us out of there when we were getting born. > > > > How did God make mothers? > > 1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us. > > 2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring. > > 3. He made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used > bigger parts. > > > > Why did God give you your mother and not some other Mom? > > 1. We're related. > > 2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms > like me. > > > > What ingredients are mothers made of? > > 1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything > > nice in the world, and one dab of mean. > > 2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they > mostly use string. I think. > > > > What kind of little girl was your Mom? > > 1. My Mom has always been my Mom and none of that other stuff. > > 2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be > pretty bossy. > > 3. They say she used to be nice. > > > > How did your Mom meet your dad? > > 1. Mom was working in a store and dad was shoplifting. > > > > What did Mom need to know about dad before she married him? > > 1. His last name. > > 2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he > get drunk on beer? Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO > to drugs and YES to chores? > > > > > Why did your Mom marry your dad? > > > 1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot. > > 2. She got too old to do anything else with him. > > 3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on. > > > > What makes a real woman? > > > 1. It means you have to be really bossy without looking bossy. > > > > Who's the boss at your house? > > 1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dads such > a goofball. > > 2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff > under the bed. > > 3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do > than dad. > > > > What's the difference between moms and dads? > > 1. Moms work at work and work at home, and dads just got to work > at work. > > 2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them. > > 3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real > power cause that's who you gotta ask if you want to sleep over at your > friend's. > > > > What does your Mom do in her spare time? > > > 1. Mothers don't do spare time. > > 2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long. > > > > What's the difference between moms and grandmas? > > 1. About 30 years. > > 2. You can always count on grandmothers for candy. Sometimes > moms don't even have bread on them! > > > > Describe the world's greatest Mom? > > 1. She would make broccoli taste like ice cream! > > 2. The greatest Mom in the world wouldn't make me kiss my fat aunts! > > 3. She'd always be smiling and keep her opinions to herself. > > > > Is anything about your Mom perfect? > > 1. Her teeth are perfect, but she bought them from the dentist. > > 2. Her casserole recipes. But we hate them. > > 3. Just her children > > > > What would it take to make your Mom perfect? > > > 1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some > kind of plastic surgery. > > 2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd dye-it, maybe blue. > > > > If you could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be? > > > 1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd > get rid of that. > > 2. I'd make my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister > who did it and not me.

http://www.cnn.com/2005/SHOWBIZ/books/02/2...obit/index.html

Good luck to you and your family psalm!

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HEY!

Did he show up or is he still lost in Missouri?

http://www.cadillacnews.com/articles/2005/...news/news01.txt 70 years!!

Ok Howard

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Z, I was thinking this same thing this afternoon as my 9 year old daughter and I were driving home after meeting a guitar instructor. She wants to play. It's a little expensive for her weekly lessons. I'm gonna pay for em, cuz I can and she wants to learn, period. When we decide outa the blue to go see a movie, go out to dinner, take off for the weekend, we can! We can! It's fun, good for our mental health and we deserve it by gawd. Yup, to not have to get permission for my kid to learn an instrument that she enjoys... that is indeed priceless. I'm not saying I won't have to put the cost of lessons in the budget.......who cares?

We were never corps, thank you God. I am now a widow/single mom and another mom at our kids schools and I have decided that our children should marry, after college and they are both 28. We told them. They think we're fulla it. We don't care. :D-->

James, I don't know the weight of the shoes, but it cut my head open. These reminded me of railroad spikes. I'd play again. With a helmet. :D-->

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I used to play but knot (on my noggin) anymore. Gosh I hadn't thought of that game in such a long time. touching scar and typing -->

No kidding Linda. Like nailing jello to a tree :)-->

I have a hard time believing this kid could reach the pedals,and see over the steering wheel. Must be a really tall kid.

HA!!!

No and if you find he and Stanley will you ask them about Bowtwi?

http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/02/07/young.driver.ap/index.html Holy dang

This reminds me of the crap I took from society when I gave my daughter 10 minutes to get a tampon and a toothbrush and get out of my house. This was after 2 plus years of hell for all three of us and it was well past time she left, for all our sakes. What did it for me was finally realizing that her little sister, who was 5 at the time, was witnessing this mess with her mama and sister. I excused my kids behavior because of her dad's death, leaving a cult and all her friends, moving across the country, the wrong friends, yada yada. I gave her alot of wriggle room, while tightening my own. For me, it was 'get her through high school, just get that far'. She did. Then I ate it for another 9 months. Something hit me upside the head one night in the middle of another battle with her. No, it wasn't something she was throwing. I was not helping her in any way, shape or form. I was doing her sister a massive dis-service. One of us had to go. I was the one paying the rent and buying the fruit loops. It was HELL! I wallowed in what I was sure was my child's demise at her own mother's hand. She'd call me at 11 P.M. hungry, cold, needing a place to stay. I sobbed out no every time. She slept in her car on march stormy nights in the freezing north. She slept on friends couches. She kept calling, I changed my phone number. She'd stop by wanting to pick something up, I'd tell her to come back in an hour, leave it on the porch and her sister and I would go somewhere else. I wanted to fix it for her and beg her to come home every single moment of every day. At one point, we met at a local diner and I offered to have her come home IF she'd do this and that and some other things. She said she couldn't do those things. I paid the meal check and left. Hell, I say, pure hell! However.....it's now almost exactly four years later, this child is amazing! She's one of the most responsible people I've ever ever known, she keeps her word, she works hard, she pays her own way, she's bought her own home, she's stayed put in a healthy relationship. If this women were not my child, I'd sure want her as a dear dear friend. Would she have done so well under differant circumstances? I like to think so, but the doubts linger. This change in her was none of my doing. She was the one that had to do the hardest work. She was the one that had to make up her mind to make up her mind. Humans are the only species that take 18 plus years to raise their offspring. I'm crazy in love with my children. I will do anything in the world that I can for them, and I do. But I won't teach them that it's ok to use and abuse their mother. This child is about to be a mother herself! :)--> A mother holds her children's hand for a little while, but their hearts forever. (who wrote that?)

Is it over yet?

hey what?

"Sometimes the shortest distance between two points is the brickwall they are fixin to run into" HA! So very true, my friend.

ah, so that's what that was about! In '95 or so at a TC meeting, we went over a list like that and crossed off names we knew were gone for good and 'not worthy of our precious time or attention'. The rest we split between us and called to see if they'd be interested in coming back to see us. Then next meeting was to report back on that. patooey.

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