I once knew a woman who gave birth to a son, the same day I gave birth to my daughter. At the age of 2, he had ALMOST develloped the skill of swallowing his food. Every time I saw them, I returned and enjoyed the fact that my kids were able to scream, shout, and run around. Count your blessings!
Flower girl and ring bearer were running around being loud at my son’s wedding reception after all of the required shenanigans and dinner. I loved it. They were having phun.
Outside, leave them alone as long as they aren’t killing each other. Inside, keep the volume to a low roar. At least, that was my parents philosophy. Nine p.m. was lights out for us kids. “Close your eyes, close your mouth, and go to sleep.”
Growing up, my best friend was afraid to come home to her mother with her clothes dirty. She was to be a proper young lady. We’re talking seven through twelve years old; she moved away at thirteen. We had a sandpile at our house and deep woods starting right at the back window with a creek to explore. My mom used to look at us coming in the door and say with a grin, You must have had FUN getting THAT dirty! She approved. I never did understand my friend’s mom.
whahoppened almost 4 years ago
Wouldn’t have to. It’s known as spontaneous regeneration.
Sisterdame almost 4 years ago
I once knew a woman who gave birth to a son, the same day I gave birth to my daughter. At the age of 2, he had ALMOST develloped the skill of swallowing his food. Every time I saw them, I returned and enjoyed the fact that my kids were able to scream, shout, and run around. Count your blessings!
Liverlips McCracken Premium Member almost 4 years ago
Last nerve, Sarah?
Algolei I almost 4 years ago
I used to tell my nephews, “Okay, be noisy now!” as I was leaving their house.
And whenever anyone yelled at them to stop being noisy, I would add, “Yeah, stop having fun in there!”
I’ve also been know to kick a few cribs on my way out the door as well.
I’m an uncle. I get to leave. Mwah ha ha ha haaaaa!
HappyDog/ᵀʳʸ ᴮᵒᶻᵒ ⁴ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘⁿ ᵒᶠ ᶦᵗ Premium Member almost 4 years ago
I don’t get this. If kids can’t be noisy outdoors in a sandbox, where can they be?
Doctor Toon almost 4 years ago
It’s not just the noise, a local seismograph just reported a major earthquake
Vet Premium Member almost 4 years ago
Its not the noise….it’s the pitch. That high key of EEEEEE!!!! Just slightly better than a military combat jet engine at full throttle.xD
david_42 almost 4 years ago
Yeah, one of our neighbor’s has a screamer. If it was pitched a little higher, I wouldn’t be able to hear it.
rlfekete1 Premium Member almost 4 years ago
The reason they’re outside is to be noisy.
j.l.farmer almost 4 years ago
so cute….love this…one of my favorite comics
The Legend of Brandon Sawyer Premium Member almost 4 years ago
I love the dust rising from the sandbox it looks like Sara laid down a nuclear bomb and they’re sitting in the aftermath.
Plods with ...™ almost 4 years ago
Flower girl and ring bearer were running around being loud at my son’s wedding reception after all of the required shenanigans and dinner. I loved it. They were having phun.
Boise Ed Premium Member almost 4 years ago
Look up Robert Heinlein’s bunghole theory of child-raising.
pchemcat almost 4 years ago
Outside, leave them alone as long as they aren’t killing each other. Inside, keep the volume to a low roar. At least, that was my parents philosophy. Nine p.m. was lights out for us kids. “Close your eyes, close your mouth, and go to sleep.”
amaryllis2 Premium Member almost 4 years ago
Growing up, my best friend was afraid to come home to her mother with her clothes dirty. She was to be a proper young lady. We’re talking seven through twelve years old; she moved away at thirteen. We had a sandpile at our house and deep woods starting right at the back window with a creek to explore. My mom used to look at us coming in the door and say with a grin, You must have had FUN getting THAT dirty! She approved. I never did understand my friend’s mom.