tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post378214175041199175..comments2024-03-15T23:39:29.134-08:00Comments on Scribbit | Motherhood in Alaska: Snips and Snails and Football TalesScribbithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178711182424809035noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-73815068724823505412008-06-26T15:15:00.000-08:002008-06-26T15:15:00.000-08:00Don't you listen to those boys. Peyton Manning is...Don't you listen to those boys. Peyton Manning is WAY cooler than Tom Brady. You call me and I'll give you all the inside scoop. Well, on football anyway.Shaleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02364055849106684154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-59398233758713905472008-06-25T23:05:00.000-08:002008-06-25T23:05:00.000-08:00Oh my, we're not there yet but I know it's comming...Oh my, we're not there yet but I know it's comming. <BR/><BR/>I must add that they are SO much fun. My youngest is wild, crazy, infuriating & hilarious...and cute, which has saved his lil butt more times than I can count :)<BR/><BR/>I never wanted to be a boy mamma either, but now that I've got em' I'd never trade for anything.AlaneMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16378820581781820649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-3550393237235139092008-06-25T17:21:00.000-08:002008-06-25T17:21:00.000-08:00It's amazing how cool you do become when you can s...It's amazing how cool you do become when you can show that you do know a few things about their interests.<BR/>I was tested, no joke, last night by my son asking me what Stockholm Syndrome was. I explained and then asked, "Why do you ask?" I was pretty certain he was reading a book, as he's an avid reader, but I was curious and thought maybe it was something they were talking about in school. He does often ask me what certain words mean when he's reading. I usually know but there are times I am stumped and we have to look them up. His reply, "It's in a book I'm reading an I just wanted to see if you knew what it meant." Well gee, I guess my 14 years as a flight attendant payed off. I was feeling pretty cool. Whew!all over the maphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07683876349920004494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-75370314671514206432008-06-25T08:54:00.000-08:002008-06-25T08:54:00.000-08:00As a huge football fan reading that cracked me up....As a huge football fan reading that cracked me up. I guess I will have one up on you when it comes to football. But when my son decides to become obsessed with basketball I am going to be in major trouble. You really do have a fantastic way of writing. I am quickly becoming a huge fan!Sharlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08539955929237988325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-73101124508567364132008-06-25T07:16:00.000-08:002008-06-25T07:16:00.000-08:00Oh, you should have stopped while you were ahead! ...Oh, you should have stopped while you were ahead! I see this in my future - and my answers will also be interrogatives.<BR/><BR/>Have you ever seen "Diner"? Isn't there a sub-plot of one of the characters making his fiancee undergo a football quiz before the wedding?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-47421536241337295972008-06-24T21:35:00.000-08:002008-06-24T21:35:00.000-08:00Sons are definitely different than having brothers...Sons are definitely different than having brothers! That's for sure! For one thing, at least your son(s) <EM>like</EM> you! lol! It'll be amusing if my son gets into sports because neither I nor my husband are sports fanatics. My husband doesn't know who the latest players are on any team and couldn't tell you their stats. He's a fluke of nature, I know. But I'm so glad I don't have to suffer through hours of sports on TV. He's not interested. If you ask my husband about the biggies in martial arts or ultimate fighting...well, now, that's where you'll get him talking.I am Arizona; a person, not a place.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18162117959024394009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-27339644205819282542008-06-24T21:24:00.000-08:002008-06-24T21:24:00.000-08:00Wow, faking your way through algebra homework?! I...Wow, faking your way through algebra homework?! I'm impressed.jubileehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07924715623122612454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-43669926527994578512008-06-24T15:41:00.000-08:002008-06-24T15:41:00.000-08:00Years ago, when my best friend's son was 8 and I w...Years ago, when my best friend's son was 8 and I was still kidless, I was appalled to hear her say to him: "I don't ever, ever want to have another conversation about an imaginary character in a video game." At the time I thought <I>How can she say that to her own baby boy? Doesn't she know how important it is to keep those lines of communication open?</I><BR/><BR/>Many moons later, I have a stepson and three boys of my own and recently heard myself saying: "I don't ever, ever want to have another conversation about an imaginary character in a video game." I'm all for communication, but I can no longer listen to all the details about something that happened on some fake planet to some fictional character in cyberspace. <BR/><BR/>Give me sports talk (college football) any day. By the way, this is a guy thing — my girls never talk about video games, even when they play them.Susan Bearmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14991968368214219371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-83391412526434269002008-06-24T12:48:00.000-08:002008-06-24T12:48:00.000-08:00I love boys too. I grew up with mostly brothers. B...I love boys too. I grew up with mostly brothers. But as you said, thank God brothers aren't the same as sons!Damselflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00139191935886860839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-19708168063503828042008-06-24T06:40:00.000-08:002008-06-24T06:40:00.000-08:00The 49ers aren't in San Francisco anymore? Gee, I ...The 49ers aren't in San Francisco anymore? Gee, I must have been busy doing something else. Oh, yeah, the 2 kids, 5 cats and 3 dogs. And the birds and the tadpoles.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02190489990653412687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-82536060186725096322008-06-24T06:15:00.000-08:002008-06-24T06:15:00.000-08:00I've already been informed that I'll definitely ha...I've already been informed that I'll definitely have a grandchild named Plaxico one day. And probably a Tiger and a Chipper, too.The Sourcehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01445281088837499229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-63811768461888547252008-06-24T05:11:00.000-08:002008-06-24T05:11:00.000-08:00Two of my boys were sports fanatics--which is easy...Two of my boys were sports fanatics--which is easy enough to educate yourself on. <BR/><BR/>However, the third boy became a fan of obscure video games,even more obscure music, and Japanese animation (both book and video form). I REALLY expanded my brain learning enough to hold a meaningful conversation with HIM!Kathy Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10593849691667606991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-71650493865204331062008-06-24T02:56:00.000-08:002008-06-24T02:56:00.000-08:00My sentiments exactly Michelle. I think you summed...My sentiments exactly Michelle. <BR/>I think you summed it up most perfectly with the "recklessness marbled with affection". It's those moments of affection that make me understand the recklessness. <BR/>Having a son is the perfect concotion of "snips, snails and football tales".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-90656819353413626982008-06-23T22:20:00.000-08:002008-06-23T22:20:00.000-08:00Great post! I'm not much in to baseball, but footb...Great post! I'm not much in to baseball, but football? Bring it! I'm so excited for this next season. Pre-season starts the day after my birthday!<BR/><BR/>I agree with Daisy, Randy Moss is not to be idolized. LaDanian "LT" plays for the Chargers.Melanie Sheridanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04100313047776018999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-42087194842423867342008-06-23T19:31:00.000-08:002008-06-23T19:31:00.000-08:00Ladanian Tomlinson is in San Diego. :)I only know ...Ladanian Tomlinson is in San Diego. :)<BR/>I only know this because he is in ads ALL OVER here for everything (esp. artificial grass).<BR/>Otherwise I am more clueless than you about sports.Sarah Jewelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14248324010871182007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-663932692980089302008-06-23T18:44:00.000-08:002008-06-23T18:44:00.000-08:00So, is the moral of the story that I need to start...So, is the moral of the story that I need to start learning about all that icky sports stuff? Or stop having boys? (grin) Thankfully Hubbers isn't interested in sports, much preferring computers and video games. I'm hoping the boys take after him in this.The Estrogen Fileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02995416882864545267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-85864026808675514802008-06-23T18:26:00.000-08:002008-06-23T18:26:00.000-08:00Oh dear. My baby boy is three months old and I'm ...Oh dear. My baby boy is three months old and I'm kind of dreading having to educated on all this "boy stuff." I have a daughter and grew up in a family of girls so this is uncharted territory for me. But I love this post! Makes me think maybe it won't be so bad after all.Renahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09025771842485835838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-54201229794054357642008-06-23T17:59:00.000-08:002008-06-23T17:59:00.000-08:00How're ya', Scrib? I had 4 boys and a girl. At e...How're ya', Scrib? I had 4 boys and a girl. At each birth, when they said, "It's a boy," I felt a twinge of disappointment, just a twinge. But as soon as I set eyes on the little bugger, it would be love at first sight. And it never changed, not ever. Of course. She's the fave. :)therapydochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05088184676439578876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-67209955491658168002008-06-23T17:51:00.000-08:002008-06-23T17:51:00.000-08:00Gotta love those boys!After 2 of mine saw the movi...Gotta love those boys!<BR/><BR/>After 2 of mine saw the movie "How to Eat Fried Worms" they went outside, caught a worm, nuked it to death, and put it in a pb&j sandwich and ate it.<BR/><BR/>I was horrified. Oh well, growing boys need their protein.Melissa-Mchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982727507824172371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-33548326895058212852008-06-23T17:48:00.000-08:002008-06-23T17:48:00.000-08:00Boys are a different breed; I can see that parenti...Boys are a different breed; I can see that parenting my one son. I like your photos of your boys so much. You did a great job of capturing them, even though I don't even know what they really look like for you to not capture them, but anyway, good photos.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-87345077088846789742008-06-23T17:35:00.000-08:002008-06-23T17:35:00.000-08:00I've always wondered how it's gonna be when my boy...I've always wondered how it's gonna be when my boy grows up. I would be happy to hear loads of stories from him, how his days went by. Though I may not really relate with it---I appreciate how this wonderful story unfolds.<BR/><BR/>:) Your boys are beautiful!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-87714645132336654882008-06-23T16:07:00.000-08:002008-06-23T16:07:00.000-08:00Ok I got an error msg and then it said my comment ...Ok I got an error msg and then it said my comment had been saved but I don't see it. Sigh...here we go again...<BR/><BR/>I LOVE having boys! You're right--much better than brothers! (My oldest brother was in town this weekend and I was reminded again of how very bossy he still is! Sigh...they never outgrow it)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-2859817100393979672008-06-23T15:23:00.000-08:002008-06-23T15:23:00.000-08:00Of COURSE they were crazy about pictures of Brett ...Of COURSE they were crazy about pictures of Brett Favre. And Randy Moss? He's talented, but he's a jerk. Really. You don't want your boys looking up to him.Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11647906900944224234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-53538450098216936872008-06-23T14:13:00.000-08:002008-06-23T14:13:00.000-08:00Boys are certainly a challenge!Boys are certainly a challenge!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-22733980720025390722008-06-23T14:12:00.000-08:002008-06-23T14:12:00.000-08:00You should be made a honorary guy, you know a lot!...You should be made a honorary guy, you know a lot!Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11667348634993217395noreply@blogger.com