tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post1412080081947925177..comments2023-04-13T08:48:13.818-05:00Comments on All the Way Home: confession # 20 - dinner timeJennahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11461534779995604448noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-32681108524209963912009-06-20T19:39:44.507-05:002009-06-20T19:39:44.507-05:00I am laughing so very hard at Jenny's comment!...I am laughing so very hard at Jenny's comment!!! Ah! Collecting myself to think of something to say. Yeah...I rush dinner, totally. And from now on, if I even sense a tone of boredom or disappointment with what I'm cooking I tell them we'll eat beans n' rice for bkst, lunch and dinner for two days in a row if I hear one word.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112412976853269990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-9755573585864904112009-06-18T17:23:05.803-05:002009-06-18T17:23:05.803-05:00oops, Jenna. I forgot to sign with my usual monik...oops, Jenna. I forgot to sign with my usual moniker above. That was me...Sarah's sis. :)Karla Annenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-25551147443899917362009-06-18T16:56:24.090-05:002009-06-18T16:56:24.090-05:00There are some nights that I feel the same way, es...There are some nights that I feel the same way, especially since I love to read and eat at the same time. Some nights, I would just love to have not one person complain about anything we are eating. :)Karlanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-38105513862954696642009-06-16T22:47:38.264-05:002009-06-16T22:47:38.264-05:00Amen and AMEN!Amen and AMEN!Allison Dillardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02560400674492206104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-68945401953847737352009-06-15T22:41:25.010-05:002009-06-15T22:41:25.010-05:00What you need to do is throw food at them and meet...What you need to do is throw food at them and meet me in the alley. I'll do the same and we can hide next to the garage and eat marshmallows.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00693329870761558918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-36872857258503725532009-06-15T22:16:44.287-05:002009-06-15T22:16:44.287-05:00What a relief!! I'm not alone. I HATE feedin...What a relief!! I'm not alone. I HATE feeding my kids and eating with them when Jon's not around. I used to read books to them during lunch time, but got out of the habit when I had another baby. Now I'm just too lazy.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01730211127414274441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312668632409017857.post-41211221556299191482009-06-15T20:16:34.662-05:002009-06-15T20:16:34.662-05:00What kind of mom are you?!
Actually, what I'm...What kind of mom are you?!<br /><br />Actually, what I'm really thinking is "greaaaat...I only have the husband and one child to deal with and I feel that way, how will I deal with MORE mouths? (to feed, listen to, snap shut...)" (that last one was a joke...sorta)Gretahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06094669963750035224noreply@blogger.com