Tell Me A Story

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Yes Gary O, You're ADORABLE!

The ballad of Gary O' The ultimate charmer.

It was once said by mothers to their daughters that once in their lives they should experience the intoxication of a dangerous man. You now the type. These men will have you wearing sweaters in the summer, not only sitting by the phone but actually staring at for hours waiting for it to ring, staring off into space, refusing to eat, you goils know what I allude to.

Hey Gary O' this is for you brother.

BTW: Who was the head nurse in the delivery room that tried to warn all the females of Earth about the, well about you?

 

[Aunt Marg]

Assembly-line diaper changing!

With roughly 13 months separating my youngest two, with the same holding true (or close seconds to) with two other sets of older kids, I seen my fair-share of having two in diapers at the same time in the home over the years.

All was going well until my then 4 y/o son, Jacob, decided to revert back to wetting and soiling his pants again shortly after the birth of baby #6. Reaching my wits-end with all of the washing and changing of crib bedding, bed sheets, and pyjama bottoms, not to mention the mounds of diapers I was changing and washing between the two babies, I put Jacob, back into diapers at nighttime.

To streamline the process of nighttime changing, I took to diapering all three at the same time before bedtime (assembly-line style). With all three laying side-by-side in one baby crib, I'd start with the youngest and work my way to the oldest. So handy having all three together in one convenient place!

When morning came, first stop - the bathroom, to wet-down and wring-out a baby washcloth, then down to the nursery I'd go. Repeating the same as I did for nighttime diapering, I'd organize the gang side-by-side in one baby crib, and starting with the youngest, it was off with the rubber pants, unlatch and pluck pins from the diapers, change the diaper, refasten fresh diaper with pins, top diaper off with a clean fresh pair of rubber pants, and move onto to the next kid in line.

All I can say is, thank goodness for old-fashioned cloth diapers! They truly saved the day.

 

[OneEyedDiva]

Assembly-line diaper changing!

With roughly 13 months separating my youngest two, with the same holding true (or close seconds to) with two other sets of older kids, I seen my fair-share of having two in diapers at the same time in the home over the years.

All was going well until my then 4 y/o son, Jacob, decided to revert back to wetting and soiling his pants again shortly after the birth of baby #6. Reaching my wits-end with all of the washing and changing of crib bedding, bed sheets, and pyjama bottoms, not to mention the mounds of diapers I was changing and washing between the two babies, I put Jacob, back into diapers at nighttime.

To streamline the process of nighttime changing, I took to diapering all three at the same time before bedtime (assembly-line style). With all three laying side-by-side in one baby crib, I'd start with the youngest and work my way to the oldest. So handy having all three together in one convenient place!

When morning came, first stop - the bathroom, to wet-down and wring-out a baby washcloth, then down to the nursery I'd go. Repeating the same as I did for nighttime diapering, I'd organize the gang side-by-side in one baby crib, and starting with the youngest, it was off with the rubber pants, unlatch and pluck pins from the diapers, change the diaper, refasten fresh diaper with pins, top diaper off with a clean fresh pair of rubber pants, and move onto to the next kid in line.

All I can say is, thank goodness for old-fashioned cloth diapers! They truly saved the day.

Cute story and smart way to handle the diapering. I soon got tired of cloth diapers and I only had one! God bless you...being the mother of four.

 

[Aunt Marg]

Cute story and smart way to handle the diapering. I soon got tired of cloth diapers and I only had one! God bless you...being the mother of four.

Awww... thank you, OneEyed.

You're a gem.

Four (plus two), but who's counting. LOL!

Believe me, when my last was done with cloth diapers, I was done, too.

 

[Judycat]

Yesterday I was sitting with the TV on when the power blinked out. Yep, just quit like someone flipped a switch. I sat there for a few minutes then used my cellphone to sign on to the electric company's online site. I logged on and clicked the Report an Outage button. A couple seconds later the power came back on. Is that service or what?

 

[Aunt Marg]

Yesterday I was sitting with the TV on when the power blinked out. Yep, just quit like someone flipped a switch. I sat there for a few minutes then used my cellphone to sign on to the electric company's online site. I logged on and clicked the Report an Outage button. A couple seconds later the power came back on. Is that service or what?

Bottom line, Judy, they know who to mess with and who not to. LOL!

 

[Elsie]

One day in high school, after classes were over, I went to speak with my 9th(?) grade algebra teacher in her classroom about (whatever). Although knowing she was a hot-headed teacher, I had gotten up the courage to confront her.

Unexpectedly, I found that her room was filled with students taking the same test I’d taken, which I had been graded B+. I told her my grade and she angrily said, I don’t care what grade you got, take the test over again! Her face was flushing red with anger, so figured, like it or not, I better find an empty desk real quick & take the dang test over again. I forgot all about why I had come to talk to her. lol I ended up earning the same grade, B+

But in spite of my dread of having her as a teacher, I could see she did a good job at teaching,

 

[Aunt Marg]

One day in high school, after classes were over, I went to speak with my 9th(?) grade algebra teacher in her classroom about (whatever). Although knowing she was a hot-headed teacher, I had gotten up the courage to confront her.

Unexpectedly, I found that her room was filled with students taking the same test I’d taken, which I had been graded B+. I told her my grade and she angrily said, I don’t care what grade you got, take the test over again! Her face was flushing red with anger, so figured, like it or not, I better find an empty desk real quick & take the dang test over again. I forgot all about why I had come to talk to her. lol I ended up earning the same grade, B+

But in spite of my dread of having her as a teacher, I could see she did a good job at teaching,

Oh, yes, I remember some miserable teachers, too, mostly in elementary school.