tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post9062372407494707477..comments2023-05-15T06:01:22.990-05:00Comments on Promptly I Write: The Wild OneSandrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-28215258091849899552012-05-26T00:07:02.906-05:002012-05-26T00:07:02.906-05:00Thanks, Trifecta!Thanks, Trifecta!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-62351692522311441472012-05-25T14:57:57.734-05:002012-05-25T14:57:57.734-05:00Ha, reminds me of my second! This is a fun piece. ...Ha, reminds me of my second! This is a fun piece. Thanks for linking upTrifectahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16492626287830278024noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-65148944591442946972012-05-25T13:52:16.756-05:002012-05-25T13:52:16.756-05:00Janna, truthfully, I only found these memories to ...Janna, truthfully, I only found these memories to be 'sweet' long after they were over. I was too tired to think them in the moment. I wonder what other ones I'll find a few years down the line. Hindsight is always better. Thanks for reading!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-30864631355347775832012-05-25T13:46:00.446-05:002012-05-25T13:46:00.446-05:00This makes me think of that book, Go, Dogs, Go! E...This makes me think of that book, Go, Dogs, Go! Except it would be Go! Boys, Go! Too much energy. I don't think I can do it again; I'm too old. Thanks, Rachael!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-53854315651437037982012-05-25T13:43:39.013-05:002012-05-25T13:43:39.013-05:00Thank you, Barbara! We must all be humbled by at ...Thank you, Barbara! We must all be humbled by at least one wild child, right? They sure do keep us on our toes! In time, your grandchildren will be having their bunch of wild children... Time really flies.Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-75468733898918794622012-05-25T00:03:51.996-05:002012-05-25T00:03:51.996-05:00Such a sweet poem. I've felt the love and exa...Such a sweet poem. I've felt the love and exasperation you wrote about. I have two boys, but they are so very different in personality and behavior. I too, have fond memories (and make more every day :))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-7703309701695714122012-05-24T22:13:26.387-05:002012-05-24T22:13:26.387-05:00Your boy sounds like mine! It's funny that yo...Your boy sounds like mine! It's funny that your son hid in clothing racks, I did the same thing--'til I was at least 10 or so!!<br /><br />Great poem, I love the reflection at the end. I am looking forward to more peaceful days, and dreading them a bit as well.Rachaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12391186958774991367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-15395981428304770292012-05-24T16:46:47.935-05:002012-05-24T16:46:47.935-05:00:) I had girls who then had boys and girls of thei...:) I had girls who then had boys and girls of their own - at least ALL of them have gone through their Wild Child phase.<br /><br />thanks for making me smile - enjoy this time - all too soon . . . well, my oldest grandson is 20 now!!!!barbarahttp://purplemoose.kenaiwriter.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-25694229122231503972012-05-24T15:31:11.840-05:002012-05-24T15:31:11.840-05:00I'd expect nothing less, Gina, but thanks for ...I'd expect nothing less, Gina, but thanks for the reminder! It's good to be able to take a little breather between the cycles =) I can't even begin to imagine the teenage years!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-89163266919087176322012-05-24T11:30:25.065-05:002012-05-24T11:30:25.065-05:00Wonderful, wonderful poem! It does go by quickly a...Wonderful, wonderful poem! It does go by quickly and that "wild one", I'm afraid to say, will resurface in cycles because it's just part of their being. My wild one turns 19 this July and he is still a handful for me...in a usually, very good way. I wouldn't change him because it just is him.Ginahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04841767868797265391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-7785303199935868272012-05-24T11:01:09.348-05:002012-05-24T11:01:09.348-05:00Thank you, Imelda! I think all moms can relate at...Thank you, Imelda! I think all moms can relate at one point or another, just in varying degrees... I don't mean to stereotype boys and girls, but my experience with them were just so: calm girl and active boy. Hard for me to imagine you with four boys! Yikes!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-66676801477194613142012-05-24T10:55:22.134-05:002012-05-24T10:55:22.134-05:00I vividly remember being 'exasperated' EVE...I vividly remember being 'exasperated' EVERY. SINGLE. WAKING. MOMENT during that time. I'm glad it's behind me now, because it was so tiring! Thanks for reading, Annabelle!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-26606713372514318122012-05-24T10:50:00.441-05:002012-05-24T10:50:00.441-05:00Exactly! I don't miss them, either, but at le...Exactly! I don't miss them, either, but at least I can remember them fondly now. Thanks so much for stopping by, Swirls!Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-38943542312027871142012-05-24T10:47:16.977-05:002012-05-24T10:47:16.977-05:00Thanks, Kim! The first thing I thought of when I ...Thanks, Kim! The first thing I thought of when I saw the word 'wild' was -- my wild child. And when the definition fit, the words just came out...Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16187306461239093068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-69126699032492272322012-05-24T09:42:37.326-05:002012-05-24T09:42:37.326-05:00This is a lovely poem about children and being a m...This is a lovely poem about children and being a mommy. :-) I can identify with your experiences with the second one. :-)<br /><br />~ImeldaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-41465342664880736592012-05-24T09:38:34.706-05:002012-05-24T09:38:34.706-05:00Oh, that's so sweet! You do a great job of co...Oh, that's so sweet! You do a great job of conveying both the love and the exasperation that come with having a child that age.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-18711281839317748342012-05-24T09:25:44.693-05:002012-05-24T09:25:44.693-05:00So sweet! Well thought out. And so true!! Having t...So sweet! Well thought out. And so true!! Having two sons myself, I can firmly attest to all of this. I can't say I miss those days much, but I can sympathies with those still going through it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2705422401751057656.post-59094569509745213112012-05-24T01:11:53.362-05:002012-05-24T01:11:53.362-05:00Oh. How. I. Love. This.
And that is all.
A simple...Oh. How. I. Love. This.<br /><br />And that is all.<br />A simple 'I love this', and a 'thank you' for sharing...Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01952571036204292945noreply@blogger.com