tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461772347487902769.post8255599729818841014..comments2024-02-24T01:12:50.584-08:00Comments on Devis With Babies: Back-to-School Nightmonicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01001428428311708917noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461772347487902769.post-91914565125524847362008-09-22T10:27:00.000-07:002008-09-22T10:27:00.000-07:00Lyvia -- a friend just wrote to me and said "My mo...Lyvia -- a friend just wrote to me and said "My mom says they are the worst with us because they love us best - and know we'll love them no matter what!" But isn't that an annoying excuse for bad behavior? Then again, I'm in my 30s and I think I STILL give my mom a harder time than anyone else! (Okay, except my husband.)monicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01001428428311708917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461772347487902769.post-72585129524596555102008-09-22T09:25:00.000-07:002008-09-22T09:25:00.000-07:00I went to my very FIRST back to school night on Fr...I went to my very FIRST back to school night on Friday night and discovered that my 2 yr old son was a closet "neat freak"! Apparently ... allegedly ... he is the best teacher's helper and LOVES to put things away. He sorts the toys and puts them all back at "clean up time" into their proper binds and HAPPILY does so! ENTHUSIASTICALLY does so!<BR/><BR/>I looked around to see who the heck the teacher was talking about ..and sheepishly tried to clarify that MY son was Ayan -- this one over here! The teacher smiled, nodded and said "yes", she was talking about Ayan. :0<BR/><BR/>As I took my son home, I wondered aloud "why do I spend 2 hours every night picking up your toys after you are asleep?" Of course my 2 yr old never replied ... but I saw a very suspicious smirk through the rear view mirror (or was that just my imagination?)<BR/><BR/>So in response to your blog ... I too wonder: What makes them angels at school? Is it me?<BR/><BR/>btw: Ayan's teacher's name is "Miss Kitty". yep ... no kidding!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461772347487902769.post-19742552800386599652008-09-20T18:33:00.000-07:002008-09-20T18:33:00.000-07:00(Yes I know--I am commenting on my own blog. Oh w...(Yes I know--I am commenting on my own blog. Oh well). This reminds me of the yoga instructor we had named "Yogita"--her spiritual name. Doesn't that stuff make you cringe? I mean--I didn't even mind that much when Urban Outfitters started selling "henna kits" or when all the girls in my little cousin's elementary school class wore bindis on their heads a-la-Gwen and Madonna. But the pseudo-spiritual stuff gets me every time. Oh yea--also let me know if you need a letter of rec for Kiks, happy to help get our girl into Harvard. I've heard tantrums build character.deepahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04591691453280770041noreply@blogger.com