Just keep walking, preacher-man.

River ,'Jaynestown'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Scrappy - Dec 08, 2015 7:15:42 am PST #22633 of 30002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Laura is wise.


Laura - Dec 08, 2015 7:34:44 am PST #22634 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

Puffs out chest! That means a lot coming from Scrappy the Wise!


Zenkitty - Dec 08, 2015 8:04:46 am PST #22635 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Running child! omg. ltc can't possibly be harder to handle than my friend's son was. When he was two/three, he was a Runner. Whenever he was out of the house, the moment his feet touched the ground, he'd run. Like a cheetah. On fire. He wasn't trying to run away, he just had to Be Free, or something. If he was confined to a stroller, he'd scream and struggle until he hurt himself or passed out. They couldn't catch him or hold onto him (and they're both big strong super-healthy Viking folks; the kid was greased lightning), and they were terrified he was going to run into traffic or disappear. So they bought this backpack thing that had a leash inside it, and the kid would let them put the backpack on because he was used to wearing backpacks to daycare anyway, and he never seemed to associate the backpack with suddenly not being able to run very far anymore. They got a lot of dirty looks from nosy strangers for having their kid on a leash, but that's better than having your feral kid run into traffic. He grew out of it, of course, and is now seven and mostly sane and not reckless. Mostly; there was the bicycle incident. So basically, yeah, it doesn't take a disability to not be able to keep up with a speedy little kid.


Laura - Dec 08, 2015 8:39:47 am PST #22636 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

If the boys had been much worse I would have gone the leash route. Not being able to find the kid is really upsetting. DH got away from his parents when he was a little kid at a festival in Japan. He was terrified when he realized he couldn't see them. An adult saw he was distressed and didn't have any trouble locating his huge frantic American parents in the crowd.

Kids do indeed like to slip away. It is a big fun game with them. They probably get over it quicker when we don't freak out. Not as much fun then.


SailAweigh - Dec 08, 2015 8:43:44 am PST #22637 of 30002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Exactly, Zen. And I have never faulted a parent for using a leash. I wish more would. Especially those who don't feel the need to keep their children 1) safe from the street and other physical dangers, and 2) out of my path where I could harm them unintentionally. I don't want to hurt your child, but if they run into me full tilt despite any extraordinary measures I may take, do not give me dirty looks or tell me to watch where I am going.

I found toting my kids around in a red wagon with wooden sides worked better than trying to put them in strollers. They thought is was a game rather than that nasty stroller limiting their movements. It was also great at carrying groceries home in at the same time. The things you do when you are a one car family and live two blocks from the grocery store.


Connie Neil - Dec 08, 2015 8:53:45 am PST #22638 of 30002
brillig

In search of gift-giving advice: I have the gifts I'm giving, gift cards to restaurants and Barnes & Noble. I'd like to give them before Christmas itself, because I have no patience when giving presents. Do people resent getting presents early?


brenda m - Dec 08, 2015 9:01:10 am PST #22639 of 30002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I wouldn't think so. They can always wait to open if they choose, though that doesn't help your impatience any.


Sue - Dec 08, 2015 9:11:50 am PST #22640 of 30002
hip deep in pie

I like presents at any time!

And they can wait to open them if they want.


SailAweigh - Dec 08, 2015 9:58:45 am PST #22641 of 30002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

What Brenda and Sue said. I'll wait to open early gifts, most of the time.


Beverly - Dec 08, 2015 10:43:58 am PST #22642 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

When we lived in a suburb of Nurnberg, it was village-like, and most things were walkable. We had a pram, a real English-style pram with big wheels that could climb centuries-old granite curbs, sprung on sturdy leather straps. With two under two, when StY was a newborn, we tucked him into the pram and had a jumpseat that fit over the top for his toddler brother. As soon as the younger could sit, they both went into the pram, facing each other, with the blankets tucked over them both--Incredible Two-Headed Baby!

We went everywhere, even after the elder was walking, with that pram. There was a wire basket set across the axels, where string bags of groceries and plastic bags for library books and other bits of shopping could be stowed, and the inevitable shoulder bag containing snacks, diapers, bottles, change of clothes, along with my purse. The weekly-ish snow in winter was cleared promptly enough that we could maneuver. It was fun!