tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post960913399555142451..comments2023-05-16T10:35:31.742-04:00Comments on Inside the Shell: full-body achetut-tuthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15713003038275525797noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-6552641412651962572010-01-18T21:19:02.557-05:002010-01-18T21:19:02.557-05:00Oh, I so sympathize- this is one part of parenting...Oh, I so sympathize- this is one part of parenting that I'm NOT looking forward to. Now I know why I gave my mom such headaches coming home after curfew.JGHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16710652130966518173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-64241665035458076462010-01-18T13:14:04.432-05:002010-01-18T13:14:04.432-05:00And they will NOT KNOW how nerve wracking it is to...And they will NOT KNOW how nerve wracking it is to wait home for a child until THEY have one. <br />Not that I'm in any hurry for THAT.blackbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-56811058409915180762010-01-18T08:27:43.746-05:002010-01-18T08:27:43.746-05:00I'm afraid I wouldn't allow my children to...I'm afraid I wouldn't allow my children to drive until they were 25. I haven't had a car in three years, and I've felt so much safer the whole time.Kurthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03076973960956565537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-72043490805541492102010-01-18T06:48:16.640-05:002010-01-18T06:48:16.640-05:00If it's any consolation, it does get a little ...If it's any consolation, it does get a little easier but I still have the "where are you going? Who are you with? What time will you be home?" rule. And don't get me started on 10 hour drives to Queensland . . .Bainohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156193098088048637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-9498734228910337012010-01-18T00:18:41.962-05:002010-01-18T00:18:41.962-05:00I loved going to dances.I loved going to dances.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09387041422819664987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-34593764003528006422010-01-17T18:52:43.105-05:002010-01-17T18:52:43.105-05:00Next time you'll be more relaxed.
Hope she had...Next time you'll be more relaxed.<br />Hope she had fun at the dance!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-26721612603174963522010-01-17T15:16:51.183-05:002010-01-17T15:16:51.183-05:00Glad she got home ok.
Dancing is the best fun!Glad she got home ok.<br /><br />Dancing is the <i>best</i> fun!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-46022256745855245212010-01-17T14:01:33.631-05:002010-01-17T14:01:33.631-05:00My best friend harbors that terrible dread too...I...My best friend harbors that terrible dread too...I consider myself lucky because for some reason I don't.Betty Carlsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17155852272383173880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33731975.post-15571551447688812752010-01-17T13:13:17.159-05:002010-01-17T13:13:17.159-05:00I don't get having fun at a dance either. (sho...I don't get having fun at a dance either. (shoulders shrugging).<br /><br />Jake used to pace back and forth until all members of the household were home and settled in. Only then could he rest. It's a tribal instinct, isn't it?Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.com