tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post1716156539378485544..comments2024-03-08T07:00:30.850-06:00Comments on Write From the Heart: Baby FaceLinda O'Connellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-63270294248042625282015-01-31T09:30:11.532-06:002015-01-31T09:30:11.532-06:00Like the children you teach and inspire, you have ...Like the children you teach and inspire, you have a gift for packing so much into such a small space, Linda! This really touched me because I was just thinking the very things just the other day. That PB & J metaphor is simply amazing. My daughter used to want to be "the ice cream man."Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02141883867104777688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-25726314051952465362015-01-28T20:26:08.835-06:002015-01-28T20:26:08.835-06:00I miss that little hand reaching out to grab mine,...I miss that little hand reaching out to grab mine, no matter where we were walking to or from.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-16840839195442193112015-01-28T18:16:31.198-06:002015-01-28T18:16:31.198-06:00Oh, the days went by so fast although it did not a...Oh, the days went by so fast although it did not always feel like it. Wiping faces and dealing with tots was easier than being unable to help much when they are grown. It is their life and we have to stand back. It was easier to help run the production than be the audience!Bookiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12043111213031211794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-9254017124996026172015-01-28T17:20:25.698-06:002015-01-28T17:20:25.698-06:00Being a parent is a job description that never cha...Being a parent is a job description that never changes, no matter how old the "kids" become. My own have grown up to be two very wonderful, hard working, and caring adults. I feel very blessed.<br /><br />Pat<br />Critter AlleyPat Wahlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01138619912065680084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-63912910695761818432015-01-28T14:51:17.935-06:002015-01-28T14:51:17.935-06:00Hello Linda.
The project you are doing with the ...Hello Linda.<br /><br /> The project you are doing with the kids sounds great. <br /><br />When we are in the middle of parenting young kids, there's so much to do and to worry about that we don't really concentrate that much on the blessings.<br /><br />It's when they are all grown up and gone that we realize what we are missing.<br /><br />I always said that if I could re-live one day of my life, it would be a day when the kids were small. Instead of housework and meals and blah blah blah, I would sit down with them and PLAY. And have fun and laugh and just enjoy each precious second. <br /><br />Of oourse I get to do that with my little granddaughter and it is sheer joy. SusanSusanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12358462881287190635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-39466057663849973042015-01-28T14:33:19.024-06:002015-01-28T14:33:19.024-06:00My oldest daughter writes a letter every year to h...My oldest daughter writes a letter every year to her son and her daughter on their birthdays. She plans to give them to each of them when they marry. Wish I had thought to do this.Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-46144710708770471242015-01-28T10:23:13.562-06:002015-01-28T10:23:13.562-06:00This makes me look forward to parenthood so that I...This makes me look forward to parenthood so that I can someday reflect back in this manner like you are :)Optimistic Existentialisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11507986337866049924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-40816204594663242572015-01-28T07:45:29.311-06:002015-01-28T07:45:29.311-06:00One of my sons used to say he wanted to be a locks...One of my sons used to say he wanted to be a locksmith when he grew up because he liked playing with keys and unlocking things. :) He's in college now studying information science (computers) and business.Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-38940517047838625442015-01-28T05:19:01.362-06:002015-01-28T05:19:01.362-06:00I love the PB & J simile...
My son wanted to ...I love the PB & J simile...<br /><br />My son wanted to grow up to be the "Breadstick Boy" at Fazoli's, so he could eat unlimited breadsticks. His fondness for that bread has not changed, but his goals HAVE...<br /><br />This will make a marvelous essay and or memoir...Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-41137702693058836402015-01-27T17:10:45.629-06:002015-01-27T17:10:45.629-06:00The potato peeler cracked me up. Reminded me of wh...The potato peeler cracked me up. Reminded me of when my son was 3. He loved to empty things into other things, such as the dirty clothes in the laundry hamper into the laundry basket. His goal? To be a garbage man. lolLisa Ricard Clarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15014582949326182166noreply@blogger.com