tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post8770563657663768516..comments2024-03-15T23:39:29.134-08:00Comments on Scribbit | Motherhood in Alaska: Real Moms Raise a Little CainScribbithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03178711182424809035noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-26112090333465436662007-04-01T20:35:00.000-08:002007-04-01T20:35:00.000-08:00Reminds me of sisters I heard of being named Leah ...Reminds me of sisters I heard of being named Leah and Rachel, and fitting the descriptions of their namesakes. Always thought that was a bit odd.<BR/><BR/>Here today via CoFLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-84283563222231854862007-03-20T10:29:00.000-08:002007-03-20T10:29:00.000-08:00Kids are pretty sneaky about getting out with prop...Kids are pretty sneaky about getting out with proper gear ... But I could not agree more, Real Moms totally give each other slack! :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-92116986636075553912007-03-20T09:33:00.000-08:002007-03-20T09:33:00.000-08:00I used to know a Delilah in grade school. Her last...I used to know a Delilah in grade school. Her last name was pronounced "Wish-Shack." I have NO idea how she fared in high school.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-54031380417717775702007-03-20T04:45:00.000-08:002007-03-20T04:45:00.000-08:00I love it. It's a view into another world for me....I love it. It's a view into another world for me. As a single dad, all of these delicate, intricate thought processes are a wonder. If it had been me, I would have been jazzed that someone loaned my poppet some mittens. (I might have been curious as well, since we live in San Diego.)<BR/><BR/>Sometimes I despair at what my daughter chooses to wear (from a fashion point of view) and I'm too tired to get her to change. I figure our neighbors will cut us some slack. I'm currently trying to fix the situation by gradually retiring all of her ugly clothes without her noticing and replacing them with prettier things.K T Cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10259428595745509790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-71154537297141959842007-03-19T19:26:00.000-08:002007-03-19T19:26:00.000-08:00I'm so glad everything turned out okay. I was afra...I'm so glad everything turned out okay. I was afraid she was going to be some nut case. You're so lucky to have a kid your son's age in the 'hood. We have NO kids around here.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-51439247733645423292007-03-19T19:05:00.000-08:002007-03-19T19:05:00.000-08:00GREAT post, Michelle! GREAT. And, just so you know...GREAT post, Michelle! GREAT. And, just so you know, the new hottie on Y&R is named Cain.... HOTT!Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07516203764767040649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-19495902459605271332007-03-19T18:41:00.000-08:002007-03-19T18:41:00.000-08:00I do the mommy worry here to. I would have had a h...I do the mommy worry here to. I would have had a hard time not giving him gloves also! Also Cain? I hope its Kane but still a hard name for a child to grow up with. The warm clothes thing is one I worry about I am already trying to make sure we have warm clothes and things for winter.my4kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05877891733197763535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-48414081154519530462007-03-19T18:17:00.000-08:002007-03-19T18:17:00.000-08:00I read this early this morning - well done. We ha...I read this early this morning - well done. We have a little boy that is in foster care, and truly isn't looked after that spends a lot of time at our house. I understand the late night worrying. Anyway, thanks for sharing. It gave me something to chew on while I was still in cleaning mode.Lisa Wheeler Miltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386193798727387546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-71699361140887717732007-03-19T15:46:00.000-08:002007-03-19T15:46:00.000-08:00Kane, huh? I wondered if there was something I wa...Kane, huh? I wondered if there was something I was missing. I haven't asked him how he spells it and I didn't want to give too many questions since I'd already quizzed him about why he wasn't wearing gloves. <BR/><BR/>And yes, I thought it was a little odd she let him wander to knock on doors. He's come over to play and she doesn't even know us. I'm just glad spring is coming where the weather will be warmer and they can play outside together. He's really a cutie though.Scribbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03178711182424809035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-35609207382601004492007-03-19T15:21:00.000-08:002007-03-19T15:21:00.000-08:00And you can see why we're having such a hard time ...And you can see why we're having such a hard time coming up with names for our 4th baby. I can't imagine going through life with that name either. And being a Mom, I'd feel the same way about Cain going outside like that with no mittens, day after day. You did good introducing yourself to the new neighbor. They are fortunate to have you guys as neighbors.wayabettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06993697296070707945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-20286138474013402712007-03-19T15:15:00.000-08:002007-03-19T15:15:00.000-08:00Maybe he just ditches the mittens, but I would be ...Maybe he just ditches the mittens, but I would be worrying also. When my kids were younger, I was like a nagging hawk, now that they are teenagers to young adult, I figure they are smart enough to know what cold is. But that's easy for me to say, I don't live in Alaska.<BR/><BR/>Is he an only child? Sounds like he really enjoys your son. I am with Ordinary Mom on this one, I think you will have more to tell.Jenny McBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11260376064122225845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-80882461971954704052007-03-19T14:13:00.001-08:002007-03-19T14:13:00.001-08:00I'm actually surprised that she let her son come o...I'm actually surprised that she let her son come over so often without meeting you first or at least introducing herself.<BR/><BR/>I would have given him the mittens, too, and a scarf and some ear muffs and a hot chocolate . . .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-60284555734820463142007-03-19T14:13:00.000-08:002007-03-19T14:13:00.000-08:00Now you've got me worrying about the little cold u...Now you've got me worrying about the little cold unsupervised boy. I hope he doesn't freeze!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-59153568278955434742007-03-19T11:37:00.000-08:002007-03-19T11:37:00.000-08:00Yep - great post, great wrap at the end.Lots of Ka...Yep - great post, great wrap at the end.<BR/><BR/>Lots of Kane's about here - and very few Abels!!<BR/><BR/>I was surprise, however, that she "let" her little boy knock on strangers' doors without introducing herself and checking they aren't someones not so nice - so methinks maybe she doesn't necessarily know how he is dressed before he does so as he may not advise her of his plans!jeaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17322709527738134797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-89945365795373084322007-03-19T11:14:00.000-08:002007-03-19T11:14:00.000-08:00Beautiful post. And a great reminder to 'cut each ...Beautiful post. And a great reminder to 'cut each other some slack.'sweatpantsmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02501471972355692992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-54828178989415370702007-03-19T10:59:00.000-08:002007-03-19T10:59:00.000-08:00This woman is really lucky to have you as a neighb...This woman is really lucky to have you as a neighbor. I'm sure after meeting you, she realized this.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-86212956152580780922007-03-19T10:18:00.000-08:002007-03-19T10:18:00.000-08:00Oh, Scribbit. I love this post. Seriously love t...Oh, Scribbit. I love this post. Seriously love this post.<BR/><BR/>I'm going to be chewing on this one for a while.<BR/><BR/>And good for you for doing something about the situation rather than just worrying and sitting on your hands. You totally listened to the nudging of the Spirit!Shaleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02364055849106684154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-61252809566442258312007-03-19T10:13:00.000-08:002007-03-19T10:13:00.000-08:00I'm guessing he's named after the gaelic/celtic Ka...I'm guessing he's named after the gaelic/celtic Kane, not the Hebrew Cain. It's a popular name in Austrailia, or so I'm told.MaGreenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01503005055991683542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-3942685177930586312007-03-19T09:59:00.000-08:002007-03-19T09:59:00.000-08:00I think it is part of our mothering instinct to ta...I think it is part of our mothering instinct to take care of all little kids ... well, most of them. I have known a few that are a little harder to love than others :)?!?!<BR/><BR/>I am curious to see what comes of this story over the next few months. Keep us posted.An Ordinary Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05497066145696617241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-19373727597403719492007-03-19T09:45:00.001-08:002007-03-19T09:45:00.001-08:00I can totally relate to this! I'm a mom that feed...I can totally relate to this! I'm a mom that feeds and clothes everyone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-90269887096719714892007-03-19T09:45:00.000-08:002007-03-19T09:45:00.000-08:00We have enough gloves and mittens for each of our ...We have enough gloves and mittens for each of our five boys to have three or four pairs, but we can never seem to keep track of them. They are like socks, and we can never seem to find the right mate. Luckily its not very cold where we live.<BR/>You are a good neighbor. We have a neighbor that brought cookies over to us two years in a row, and the second year I had to ask her who she was. It was embarrassing. We would always wave to each other from across the street, but I never saw her up close enough to recognize her.Heffalumphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166154112206680302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-36197552450310159762007-03-19T08:36:00.000-08:002007-03-19T08:36:00.000-08:00What a lovely story! Maybe she's just got her min...What a lovely story! <BR/><BR/>Maybe she's just got her mind on lots of other things, and when her little boy runs out the door to go see his new friend, he doesn't give her a chance to stop him for glove-verification. But it sounds like things are turning out great in the end! You're a worrier like me...The Late Bloomerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08337578942279132688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14194867.post-28088738119250375072007-03-19T07:57:00.000-08:002007-03-19T07:57:00.000-08:00Excellent post, you 6am girl. It's easy to see bo...Excellent post, you 6am girl. It's easy to see both sides of the "criticism" and you've done an admirable job of showing them both.The Estrogen Fileshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02995416882864545267noreply@blogger.com