'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It was frustrating only because I didn't listen to him and I should have.
That's the horrible stage where you have to take them *every time* because you just never know. My best advice is to keep outings to a minimum until he's really got it. But I'll admit, the allure of a new! bathroom! lasts a bit. Sara still likes to go in new stores just ... because.
::hugs Suzi::
Hah, Amy. For a long period of time CJ would check out the men's room multiple times wherever we were. We finally figured that you could predict the number of visits by the number of stalls. I had forgotten about that.
He just popped out of his room for a bathroom run and told me to go to bed. Pretty sad when your kid tries to send you to your room.
Kat, I didn't get to go to my 20th H.S. reunion because I was out of the country for work. I really, really, regret it. I hope you'll go if you want to. There is only one 20th.
Kat, Liv went through this awful phase where she would yell "PRIVACY" in public restrooms and want to go into the stall herself. She would then lock the door and be unable to open it. Don't ask how many bathroom stalls I had to crawl under to rescue her before we got over this issue.
Kat, Liv went through this awful phase where she would yell "PRIVACY" in public restrooms and want to go into the stall herself. She would then lock the door and be unable to open it. Don't ask how many bathroom stalls I had to crawl under to rescue her before we got over this issue.
That's a whole parenting column right there.
I skipped my reunions. At the tenth, I got roofied, so I wasn't really feeling nostalgic.
But I'll admit, the allure of a new! bathroom! lasts a bit. Sara still likes to go in new stores just ... because.
We called my sister Christina Columbus at restaurants. For a really long time, actually. At least until she was a tween.
I skipped my reunions. At the tenth, I got roofied, so I wasn't really feeling nostalgic.
Holy shit, sweetie. I'm so sorry.
God, Cass, that's awful. My tenth was just boring. And given the way people from my class post on FB, I assume the twentieth would be worse.
Yeah, Sara's at that stage where she wants a stall of her own when we go in. Which is fine, mostly, although I insist on standing outside her stall while she goes if we're somewhere like a rest stop.
Nothing terrible (beyond, you know, someone slipping drugs into my drink) happened. I was with two good friends who realized something was wrong right away. We had a room and they got me showered, kept me kinda awake and kept a very careful watch over me. And I don't remember a damn bit. I am *amazingly* lucky that I was with them.
But knowing any number of things *could* have happened and knowing that I was around people that I would have trusted? Yeah, not really ever going back.
And now there is Facebook. Serves the same purpose. None of the skeevy.
Oh, hell, my 30th HS reunion is next year. Unbelievable.