tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post2273242728543606722..comments2023-12-31T08:43:00.853+00:00Comments on Wife in the North: Mad old ladieswife in the northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15227214647512546906noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-74359544778788465952007-07-05T20:38:00.000+01:002007-07-05T20:38:00.000+01:00Happy belated birthday, and I'm sorry to hear of t...Happy belated birthday, and I'm sorry to hear of the black eye. My daughter got a speeding ticket on her birthday in 2005, and my son got a compound fracture of his left arm on his 16th birthday in 2001! So which do you think is the worst? I'm sure it was poor Josh, who had to suffer the consequencies for 12 weeks or so with casts, doctor visits, etc.Six of Tenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04608841481252819719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-74516063199951706472007-07-05T05:01:00.000+01:002007-07-05T05:01:00.000+01:00Happy Belated Birthday to you. As a Californian tr...Happy Belated Birthday to you. As a Californian transplanted to No-Ocean Ville, I envy that you could spend it on a beach. I also envy, I must say, the amazing way that you string words together. Magic!the rotten correspondenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02704525054720181936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-59818537161375653832007-07-05T01:27:00.000+01:002007-07-05T01:27:00.000+01:00My husband would agree with you 100% about the alt...My husband would agree with you 100% about the alternative role models. He is the avowed enemy of all pink plastic princess kit - and nothing if not ambitious, bless him, in pushing other career options. When daughter was only a few weeks old, he started talking to her about Isambard Brunel. "Beanie bridge builder!" he used to sing to her. I feel so defeatist in comparison to him. Think it'll be good for daughter though.Motheratlargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08702824820715807897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-64574438389684574822007-07-04T23:27:00.000+01:002007-07-04T23:27:00.000+01:00Happy belated birthday to youHappy belated birthda...Happy belated birthday to you<BR/>Happy belated birthday to you<BR/>Happy belated birthday<BR/>Dear Wife in the North<BR/>Happy belated birthay to you!<BR/><BR/>Ok, so it's not original, but nobody else sang you a comment, did they.<BR/><BR/>And may I say, the happy bit is most sincerely meant.Livvy U.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15954289268370454513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-53043685214205084072007-07-04T23:18:00.000+01:002007-07-04T23:18:00.000+01:00By the way my lovely daughter told a packed assemb...By the way my lovely daughter told a packed assembly when she was six that she wanted to be a pirate.. a good idea I thought..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-67520550811098716902007-07-04T23:16:00.000+01:002007-07-04T23:16:00.000+01:00I sit on trains and still have to quash the need t...I sit on trains and still have to quash the need to say "Look a cement mixer"!! whilst pointing, brightly.. Have a Happy Birthday,I hope you get all you want.<BR/><BR/>L&KAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-52853037510554320772007-07-04T22:44:00.000+01:002007-07-04T22:44:00.000+01:00Never mind the mad old lady shuffling behind - it'...Never mind the mad old lady shuffling behind - it's a sort of liberation. I can start buying clothes for myself now. <BR/>You make of it what you will.@themillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17644636690850127781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-22665441463015096822007-07-04T22:02:00.000+01:002007-07-04T22:02:00.000+01:00No labels or names just teach them to say 'I'm Me'...No labels or names just teach them to say 'I'm Me' - and to be comfortable and confident with it.Penny Pincherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00993473608935875834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-71378890651197630582007-07-04T20:04:00.000+01:002007-07-04T20:04:00.000+01:00So where are the mad old ladies then? That's not y...So where are the mad old ladies then? That's not you!<BR/><BR/>They'll not stride off just yet. Soon you get the time when they surround you, with their good looks and easy chatter, and you feel a million dollars to be their mother. Enhanced by your kids - without surgery!<BR/><BR/>Happy Birthday...merry weatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15790847146645006254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-21008893878974770212007-07-04T15:59:00.000+01:002007-07-04T15:59:00.000+01:00I think you're totally right about the princess is...I think you're totally right about the princess issue. It's not that little girls shouldn't feel special, but just that such a dull stereotype shouldn't be passed on. it seems a small leap to me from there to 'celebrity' when she's older. I think you're right!Supernighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12810195424294842769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-59890476954123685902007-07-04T14:46:00.000+01:002007-07-04T14:46:00.000+01:00I well remember leaving home to join the RAF at 18...I well remember leaving home to join the RAF at 18, and spying my Mum simultaneously weeping and hoovering as I passed the front window.<BR/><BR/>I didn't really understand how that felt then. Being a proud father of two, I do now.<BR/><BR/>Happy Birthday for yesterday, and how about teaching the Princess to say "painter"?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18426075550403567515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-10541775626743375582007-07-04T14:08:00.000+01:002007-07-04T14:08:00.000+01:00So many times, as a working mom, I have looked at ...So many times, as a working mom, I have looked at my daughters and wondered if I have spent enough time, taught enough lessons, had enough fun with them. It is so interesting to hear your concerns, as a stay-at-home mom, about the same issues. Maybe motherhood comes with a built-in case of insecurity ... how will we ever know that we've done it right?!bluenoserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05309497729333552442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-28675447001505223182007-07-04T13:46:00.000+01:002007-07-04T13:46:00.000+01:00Your daughter could be a "righter", or a "norther"...Your daughter could be a "righter", or a "norther" or perhaps a "neditor"? Why didn't folks say I could be a farmer, or park ranger or vet or something interesting? Careers advice say "nurse", "doctor", "lawyer", "police officer", "secretary". But the world is full of other things.Mopsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17912659592484055741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-63927844915959888312007-07-04T13:18:00.000+01:002007-07-04T13:18:00.000+01:00Just love the description of your son ahead of you...Just love the description of your son ahead of you, and you hoping that he will look back - sorry for the clumsy paraphrase.<BR/><BR/>It is my hope that my daughter will go and not look back - well, not immediately - then I feel I shall have given her herself. But it is hard.<BR/><BR/>You have such lovely children, WITN. Your birthday 'celebration' just spot on.debiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14218049959165514277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-32668860615166755022007-07-04T09:59:00.000+01:002007-07-04T09:59:00.000+01:00Happy Birthday.We've never called our 6 year old d...Happy Birthday.<BR/>We've never called our 6 year old daughter a princess, but she often says - <BR/>"I wish I could be a princess" so princesses will intrude whatever, I fear.<BR/>It's hard to ignore the pernicious influence of those shelves and shelves of pink books.beta mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16230179911652781247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-5000444352859207672007-07-04T09:46:00.000+01:002007-07-04T09:46:00.000+01:00My little girl will always be my princess. So gla...My little girl will always be my princess. So glad you enjoyed your birthday, you have beautiful children who clearly adore you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-34055396122229701832007-07-04T08:39:00.000+01:002007-07-04T08:39:00.000+01:00Oh, let her be a princess - at least until she's s...Oh, let her be a princess - at least until she's six! <BR/><BR/>At six, it seems, the real world blunders in, and the little girl's dreams begin to collapse in on her. At least that is how it has seemed to me, watching my grand-daughter. <BR/><BR/>For me personally, it took much longer to give up being a princess - and somehow I never had the time to watch my daughter make that painful transition...I Beatricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15671136605194399080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-54090883494900149522007-07-04T06:40:00.000+01:002007-07-04T06:40:00.000+01:00It is absoutely right to teach your "young 'un" th...It is absoutely right to teach your "young 'un" that she is a princess--your princess. Children naturally encounter and encompass the magical. Indeed, the magical is essential to them, and your dear daughter needs to live those magical princess moments to fully unfold. <BR/><BR/>And prepare yourself for the fact that the eventual answer to "Who will you be?" will be completely different from the answer to "What will you do?" For, ultimately, we're human beings, not human doings...<BR/><BR/>Happy birthday!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04197585981358359137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-77459647186593135862007-07-04T01:10:00.000+01:002007-07-04T01:10:00.000+01:00Wifey, I am so glad you made your birthday special...Wifey, I am so glad you made your birthday special. One's birthday should always be celebrated, I think -- it shows defiance at the forces of life that, as each year comes and goes, conspire to make that year our last. <BR/><BR/>The more satisfying the celebration, the more it shows our delight in still being viable; still growing and learning! The older we get, the more important that the celebration come from inside us, not be applied like frosting to a used-up life.<BR/><BR/>A beach with new little waves, shared with new little beings like yours, sounds the perfect setting!sunshinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07577409248867401730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37400848.post-72977924925015262472007-07-04T00:34:00.000+01:002007-07-04T00:34:00.000+01:00Many happy returns on this day of yours...My Mom p...Many happy returns on this day of yours...<BR/><BR/>My Mom passed away on my birth day 3 years ago. Knowing I have a sporadic memory - I think she did that so I wouldn't forget the date. <BR/><BR/>It's a good enough reason for me not to celebrate them anymore....aimshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12685252628734838159noreply@blogger.com