tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post1933014430336292029..comments2023-07-28T18:02:35.726+08:00Comments on Calculated Spontaneity: Wish I Could But I Couldn't. And With This, I Am Sorry.louannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05522758277418450920noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-87327447836267222562008-02-23T04:25:00.000+08:002008-02-23T04:25:00.000+08:00Louann, I got something for you here.I just though...Louann, <A HREF="http://midasfive.blogspot.com/2008/02/outstanding-blogger-award.html" REL="nofollow">I got something for you here.</A><BR/><BR/>I just thought of you when I got it.Shoshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10268573561821187971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-53361888930529977522008-02-15T12:13:00.000+08:002008-02-15T12:13:00.000+08:00Louann, I forgive you!! I was not very social in ...Louann, I forgive you!! I was not very social in school. Josh is not taking on your sins... kids can be so mean...it's painful... so painful to watch.SusieJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12631535541744210983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-30881595966996215222008-02-14T21:47:00.000+08:002008-02-14T21:47:00.000+08:00I would like to believe I was a benevolent dictato...I would like to believe I was a benevolent dictator....<BR/><BR/>It's painful to hear from our children about their hurts. I guess it's part of growing up, but that never make it easy to hear.Shoshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10268573561821187971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-77883062904246517662008-02-14T02:42:00.000+08:002008-02-14T02:42:00.000+08:00Oh, wow, I can so relate to this. Posts like thes...Oh, wow, I can so relate to this. Posts like these are why I like coming here, you talk about real things... I can easily look back and find things that I wish I could have done differently. Did I treat this person okay? Was I too harsh with this one? Now I don't see them any more and I can't make things better, then comes the regret. <BR/><BR/>I hate seeing when my three kids have their different friends over and they try to exclude each other from playing with their friends. <BR/><BR/>As for your little boy, this is one sweet little guy. I can only imagine that he'll have lots of friends throughout his life.Sweet and Saltyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04468737566372826655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-5496340658736140152008-02-14T00:40:00.000+08:002008-02-14T00:40:00.000+08:00I was kind of a "good kid" all throughout school, ...I was kind of a "good kid" all throughout school, and I really tried to make an effort with everyone. Not that it worked all the time, though. :) I hate that kids have to feel that rejection ever. Just another one of life's lessons that will hopefully make them stronger... as hard as it may be for the ones who love them!<BR/><BR/>Jane, Pinks & BluesPinksandBluesGirlshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14227588614069311168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-55294589604252466592008-02-07T07:27:00.000+08:002008-02-07T07:27:00.000+08:00It is painful when our children get rejected. I s...It is painful when our children get rejected. <BR/><BR/>I stood in a playground and watched a 5 year old tell my 3 year old that she didn't want to play with her. I was crushed and wanted to cry. My 3 year old burst into tears. You wish you could protect them from all of this, but you can't.<BR/><BR/>I used that experience to teach my daughter that it is never okay to exclude someone from playing with her.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05199941051691469813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593290192293739137.post-47012186978677413302008-02-06T11:18:00.000+08:002008-02-06T11:18:00.000+08:00Oh, my goodness! That's enough to make one's heart...Oh, my goodness! That's enough to make one's heart sink! That Josh of yours is one special boy :)<BR/><BR/>I was a friendly, kind, sweet, quiet type when I was in kindergarten. I was really timid. As I grew older, I became quite the opposite! Boisterous, outgoing, super friendly, very social. Now, as an adult, I find that I have finally found a happy medium. I don't need to be the center of attention all the time and I don't need to hide in the background. It's funny how one notices these changes as we grow older!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09251507898309184477noreply@blogger.com