tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post7643845393821286227..comments2023-05-09T04:32:29.934-07:00Comments on Word By Word: Strong Willed and AngryElizabeth G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01947997210196544386noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-74063677426995972342011-11-26T07:34:09.780-08:002011-11-26T07:34:09.780-08:00So well written. It as if I was in your house obse...So well written. It as if I was in your house observing every move, feeling both sides of the evening, the frustration and the joy/sadness. We haven't switched to the toddler bed yet, but know that challenges will come with it. Perhaps I will live this post in a couple of months.Kristi Lonheimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16541224246393137201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-14707891007513810382011-11-23T13:56:07.760-08:002011-11-23T13:56:07.760-08:00Once again, you have painted a clear picture with ...Once again, you have painted a clear picture with your words. The feeling of love bursting through the frustration for both of you at the end is palpable!Christy Rush-Levinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15581876400990779210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-3605668387799521562011-11-22T18:21:51.955-08:002011-11-22T18:21:51.955-08:00You made me laugh as I read your words and the fru...You made me laugh as I read your words and the frustration you experienced. I know it's not funny to you but your thoughts "that can't be feet" reminded me of times past. Life is interesting in your house.elsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01348895330633879894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-53436067266829410172011-11-22T16:58:34.805-08:002011-11-22T16:58:34.805-08:00Great descriptions! I easily put my feet in your s...Great descriptions! I easily put my feet in your shoes as you pulled me back to 30 years ago! The moments last forever; the years take only moments! Enjoy even the trying ones!Donna Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738281869266957726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-44078231567471243152011-11-22T09:28:05.391-08:002011-11-22T09:28:05.391-08:00I am also of mother of two young children. And I ...I am also of mother of two young children. And I think they teach them how to be horrible at bedtime in the nursery at the hospital. I totally feel your pain and the rollercoaster of parenting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-77050239464736858832011-11-22T08:16:09.539-08:002011-11-22T08:16:09.539-08:00I'm with Linda. We have lived this life (I wo...I'm with Linda. We have lived this life (I wore the crown of "Worst Mother of the World" for many years). But the sweet moments you described at the end make it all worth it.<br /><br />I love your posts when you tell the story with dialogue. It makes it so personal!<br /><br />Enjoy your holiday!Deb Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00861392500601183208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-1129523859933894452011-11-22T06:12:31.477-08:002011-11-22T06:12:31.477-08:00I think there's a whole shelf of sleep books a...I think there's a whole shelf of sleep books at the bookstore for just times like this. Kids know just how to do it, too, don't they? What a great description with the dialogue and your up & down the stairs. I have been there, & now my daughter is, & we talk a lot about it! Your ending is sweet; they really do want that loving, but are pulling away into their own little selves, too. It's a treat to watch, but not so much to experience. Happy Thanksgiving!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-56793088766869842342011-11-22T06:11:34.071-08:002011-11-22T06:11:34.071-08:00I work in ECE and love my babies with all my heart...I work in ECE and love my babies with all my heart... Being patient becomes a profession. I always hope that I'll be able to do the same, day in, day out, with my own when they come. Moms are amazing. Thank you for sharing! Have a happy Thanksgiving!mariah chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17614795735375633746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-67283997848050973312011-11-22T05:40:58.056-08:002011-11-22T05:40:58.056-08:00This sounds like quite the night!! I love how you ...This sounds like quite the night!! I love how you used the dialogue in you story. I could imagine what was happening in my head. I love how you ended the story, very powerful and strong! Have a great thanksgiving!<br /><br />Jee YoungAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-91187502360060893472011-11-22T04:26:42.596-08:002011-11-22T04:26:42.596-08:00Oh, you speak the truth Elizabeth! Your wording i...Oh, you speak the truth Elizabeth! Your wording is so precise - so many phrases I'd love to pluck right out of your post! As much as we look forward to our own time, it truly does belong to them. I loved your ending - your icy heart melting, a blip on the radar of life. Thank you for this real life sampling.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04822472844833732246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246092514776477830.post-24300719352604516082011-11-22T04:09:12.317-08:002011-11-22T04:09:12.317-08:00Now that's a wild night at your house Elizabet...Now that's a wild night at your house Elizabeth. It amazes me that you had the energy to document it. I don't think I could write as much as I do here if I had children. <br />Thanks so much for sharing this hectic and sweet piece,<br />BonnieBKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07973593425566621090noreply@blogger.com