Toddlers are gross
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Char231023 wrote: »When they are quiet is when you know they are up to something,
My youngest nephew is about to turn one. He hasnt figured it out that he needs to be quiet when he want to get in to something he's not supposed to. His mom will run to the bathroom and all she can hear is him giggling and her oldest going he's in the dog dish.1 -
Char231023 wrote: »When they are quiet is when you know they are up to something,
My youngest nephew is about to turn one. He hasnt figured it out that he needs to be quiet when he want to get in to something he's not supposed to. His mom will run to the bathroom and all she can hear is him giggling and her oldest going he's in the dog dish.
my son used to announce he was about to do something bad by saying "no" repeatedly on his way to do it.4 -
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Next time I feel put upon about cleaning the kitty pan, I will just think back to these kid stories. lol.
When people ask me why I never had kids, I try not to offend them by saying frankly "Bleah, don't want them, can't stand them!" Instead, I just bat my lashes and say "oh, you really don't want someone like me raising children." LMAO, it stops that line of inquiry immediately.
I had myself sterilized at 37. Would have done earlier if I could have found a cooperative doctor, but I live in the South...
yeah, that is some *kitten* that guys can get a vasectomy whenever but women are told 'no' to tubes tied until they have kids or are a certain age. It's my body Dr. Asshat, if I want my tubes tied, I want them tied!
I do like babies though, when they are in the potato stage- just little, and sleep all the time wrapped up in a nice soft blanket. Not enough to have one though!1 -
I had a full hysterectomy because I had tumors and other horrible and painful things going on and even THEN they wanted to "preserve my fertility" although I had never wanted my stupid fertility in the first place. I spent years being forced to try ineffective things and getting sicker and sicker before they finally gave in and took the blasted thing out!
I think people like me are part of Mother Nature's answer to overpopulation. Also if I had more money I would adopt a couple more rescue cats that need a Forever Home. But the vet bills, flea prevention, various other things they need and the cost of really good food for two of them is all I can do.
I often wonder HOW people afford to have and raise children, especially ones with medical problems. When I was a kid we were dirt poor and I lacked for medical care and it was SO bad. X( That is also probably part of why I elected not to reproduce!0 -
JessicaMcB wrote: »Whatever could you do mean children are gross and messy
lol
Sooo cute!! I love being a mom but it definitely isn't for everyone.2 -
I often wonder HOW people afford to have and raise children, especially ones with medical problems. When I was a kid we were dirt poor and I lacked for medical care and it was SO bad. X( That is also probably part of why I elected not to reproduce!
I think this is probably comparable to the cost of cat ownership- its all relative to the quality of what you choose to provide/what you deem to be important to care for your dependant. There are cat owners who feed their kitties cheap food which isn't great for them, don't buy them toys, etc. and have them use the neighbourhood as a litter box instead of taking on cat pan expenses because they can't or don't see it as important and conversely there are cat owners who dote on their cats like heiress children and feed them o.nly the finest raw cuts of meat atop their cat palaces . All a matter of priorities and income with kids too you know? I'm just glad my husband is oil field so my girls have everything I didn't have as a kid...except cat palaces 0 -
To be fair, adults are kinda gross too. We're just sneakier about it.
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SapiensPisces wrote: »To be fair, adults are kinda gross too. We're just sneakier about it.
Yes that is very true.1 -
Yes toddlers are so gross. I have two a boy that just turned four and a girl that will be three in two weeks. Some of the things they can get into is awful. I also have five cats, one adult and four 11 week olds. Lol I never have a real boring day.
One day the kids got into the litter box. They had a good time, litter every where including their hair. It was clumping litter so I had to use a flea comb to remove it before I bathed them.
I am sorry kitten's are just as bad as toddlers. Last week they had a parasite. I had poop and vomit every where. Poor things were so bad that sometimes they couldn't make it to the box. Some how one got it on my stairway wall. uh but I love the little guys they are my babies. I am going to cry when they go to forever homes.0 -
Eh. My kids are 8 and their underwear is still full of poop. And my son is a heavy sleeper and still has accidents at night (not his fault, but I have to clean it up).
Seriously, shoot me. I'm SO over this.1 -
They are gross. Luckily once they're toilet trained you don't have to deal with poop and pee very often. Although I have a baby and I'd rather change his poopy diapers than clean up the exorcist-type puke my 11 year old sprayed all over the bathroom yesterday.
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wolverine66 wrote: »Yes, I'll never understand why housetrained, cute, clean, well behaved dogs aren't allowed into restaurants but babies and toddlers are. I think some guy tried to open and operate a baby/toddler-free restaurant once but the parental units caused an uproar about it and he never got it off the ground.
There are a number of restaurants across the country that are "kid free." I think that restaurants that have gone "kid free" have actually flourished. parents and non-parents support the idea. Sure you will always have some dissenters when you make a move like that, but still, they are supported.
As a parent, I know I can definitely appreciate kid free zones and I know other parents who do as well. I mean, if I want to plan a date with my wife, going to a kid free restaurant is definitely a better option. Why would I want to plan a date without my son, and go to a plce that has kids running around? You will find less "parental units" causing an uproar than those who support things like this.
This. Just because I have kids doesn't mean I like other people's kids (mostly I don't) Especially on a date night when I want some peace and quiet. And there are many restaurants that are kid-free, because the food is not appropriate for small children (high-end restaurants or good sushi places for example). I hate crappy chain restaurants like Applebee's but that's where I take my kids because they serve kids meals and are full of other screeching kids. I would never go there for a date night.0 -
I'm a little heartsick at the moment, so excuse my sentimentality.
We've got 4 sons. The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 8. We're mostly past the really gross days now, except perhaps missing the toilet bowl sometimes still.
Our oldest is just starting to strike out on his own. He's taken a summer job halfway across the country, and once that's done we get him back for a few days and then it's off to college.
He's a fine young man and I'm so proud of him that I think my chest visibly swells up when I think about him. I also miss him terribly, and cried more the day he left than I think I have my whole adult life.
The experiences we had with him over his whole life--diaper changes, homework struggles, arguments, joys, disappointments, tragedies, small partings and reunions, illnesses (even the time he had diarrhea and vomiting simultaneously)--are part of the fabric of our shared life. We are tied together in an intimate way that is unique between us. As he slowly pulls away from us, as is proper, I think joyfully and wistfully of the times when he was small and needed my daily help and care. It was my privilege to raise him. I know him and my other children in a way that no one else ever can or will, except for my wife.
Now that he's older he still needs our help in larger ways: money, career, relationships, etc. And I genuinely enjoy his company. Our relationship is growing and maturing, but it's founded on the very first things we had together. Including the gross parts. I wouldn't trade it for anything.7 -
I'm a little heartsick at the moment, so excuse my sentimentality.
We've got 4 sons. The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 8. We're mostly past the really gross days now, except perhaps missing the toilet bowl sometimes still.
Our oldest is just starting to strike out on his own. He's taken a summer job halfway across the country, and once that's done we get him back for a few days and then it's off to college.
He's a fine young man and I'm so proud of him that I think my chest visibly swells up when I think about him. I also miss him terribly, and cried more the day he left than I think I have my whole adult life.
The experiences we had with him over his whole life--diaper changes, homework struggles, arguments, joys, disappointments, tragedies, small partings and reunions, illnesses (even the time he had diarrhea and vomiting simultaneously)--are part of the fabric of our shared life. We are tied together in an intimate way that is unique between us. As he slowly pulls away from us, as is proper, I think joyfully and wistfully of the times when he was small and needed my daily help and care. It was my privilege to raise him. I know him and my other children in a way that no one else ever can or will, except for my wife.
Now that he's older he still needs our help in larger ways: money, career, relationships, etc. And I genuinely enjoy his company. Our relationship is growing and maturing, but it's founded on the very first things we had together. Including the gross parts. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
That's such an amazing way of putting it and I couldn't agree more. Congrats to him and best of luck to you and your children.2 -
lisahebert186 wrote: »I'm a little heartsick at the moment, so excuse my sentimentality.
We've got 4 sons. The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 8. We're mostly past the really gross days now, except perhaps missing the toilet bowl sometimes still.
Our oldest is just starting to strike out on his own. He's taken a summer job halfway across the country, and once that's done we get him back for a few days and then it's off to college.
He's a fine young man and I'm so proud of him that I think my chest visibly swells up when I think about him. I also miss him terribly, and cried more the day he left than I think I have my whole adult life.
The experiences we had with him over his whole life--diaper changes, homework struggles, arguments, joys, disappointments, tragedies, small partings and reunions, illnesses (even the time he had diarrhea and vomiting simultaneously)--are part of the fabric of our shared life. We are tied together in an intimate way that is unique between us. As he slowly pulls away from us, as is proper, I think joyfully and wistfully of the times when he was small and needed my daily help and care. It was my privilege to raise him. I know him and my other children in a way that no one else ever can or will, except for my wife.
Now that he's older he still needs our help in larger ways: money, career, relationships, etc. And I genuinely enjoy his company. Our relationship is growing and maturing, but it's founded on the very first things we had together. Including the gross parts. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
That's such an amazing way of putting it and I couldn't agree more. Congrats to him and best of luck to you and your children.
Thanks. I don't often wax poetic.
We're dealing with some homesickness now, and part of the "cure" for that is not to hover or keep checking in. It's hard because I know he's lonely and hurting.
As a friend of mine says, "Small kids, small problems. Big kids, big problems."1 -
I'm a little heartsick at the moment, so excuse my sentimentality.
We've got 4 sons. The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 8. We're mostly past the really gross days now, except perhaps missing the toilet bowl sometimes still.
Our oldest is just starting to strike out on his own. He's taken a summer job halfway across the country, and once that's done we get him back for a few days and then it's off to college.
He's a fine young man and I'm so proud of him that I think my chest visibly swells up when I think about him. I also miss him terribly, and cried more the day he left than I think I have my whole adult life.
The experiences we had with him over his whole life--diaper changes, homework struggles, arguments, joys, disappointments, tragedies, small partings and reunions, illnesses (even the time he had diarrhea and vomiting simultaneously)--are part of the fabric of our shared life. We are tied together in an intimate way that is unique between us. As he slowly pulls away from us, as is proper, I think joyfully and wistfully of the times when he was small and needed my daily help and care. It was my privilege to raise him. I know him and my other children in a way that no one else ever can or will, except for my wife.
Now that he's older he still needs our help in larger ways: money, career, relationships, etc. And I genuinely enjoy his company. Our relationship is growing and maturing, but it's founded on the very first things we had together. Including the gross parts. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
This made me cry, because I know all to soon my oldest will be on his own. He just turned 15. Even though he is almost a man I still see that little three year old boy.
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I vividly recall the time I caught my toddler son drawing poo pics on his bedroom wall.
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MrsBooBear wrote: »I vividly recall the time I caught my toddler son drawing poo pics on his bedroom wall.
Yes I remember those days with my boys!
Now that they are in college they still may draw poo pics...I am just not the one cleaning them! hahaha!!2 -
I'm a little heartsick at the moment, so excuse my sentimentality.
We've got 4 sons. The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 8. We're mostly past the really gross days now, except perhaps missing the toilet bowl sometimes still.
Our oldest is just starting to strike out on his own. He's taken a summer job halfway across the country, and once that's done we get him back for a few days and then it's off to college.
He's a fine young man and I'm so proud of him that I think my chest visibly swells up when I think about him. I also miss him terribly, and cried more the day he left than I think I have my whole adult life.
The experiences we had with him over his whole life--diaper changes, homework struggles, arguments, joys, disappointments, tragedies, small partings and reunions, illnesses (even the time he had diarrhea and vomiting simultaneously)--are part of the fabric of our shared life. We are tied together in an intimate way that is unique between us. As he slowly pulls away from us, as is proper, I think joyfully and wistfully of the times when he was small and needed my daily help and care. It was my privilege to raise him. I know him and my other children in a way that no one else ever can or will, except for my wife.
Now that he's older he still needs our help in larger ways: money, career, relationships, etc. And I genuinely enjoy his company. Our relationship is growing and maturing, but it's founded on the very first things we had together. Including the gross parts. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
This was so beautiful! Thank you. I think so often we parents complain about the small stuff and forget we will miss the small stuff when they're gone. It's all part of that special relationship.2 -
I'm a little heartsick at the moment, so excuse my sentimentality.
We've got 4 sons. The oldest is 18 and the youngest is 8. We're mostly past the really gross days now, except perhaps missing the toilet bowl sometimes still.
Our oldest is just starting to strike out on his own. He's taken a summer job halfway across the country, and once that's done we get him back for a few days and then it's off to college.
He's a fine young man and I'm so proud of him that I think my chest visibly swells up when I think about him. I also miss him terribly, and cried more the day he left than I think I have my whole adult life.
The experiences we had with him over his whole life--diaper changes, homework struggles, arguments, joys, disappointments, tragedies, small partings and reunions, illnesses (even the time he had diarrhea and vomiting simultaneously)--are part of the fabric of our shared life. We are tied together in an intimate way that is unique between us. As he slowly pulls away from us, as is proper, I think joyfully and wistfully of the times when he was small and needed my daily help and care. It was my privilege to raise him. I know him and my other children in a way that no one else ever can or will, except for my wife.
Now that he's older he still needs our help in larger ways: money, career, relationships, etc. And I genuinely enjoy his company. Our relationship is growing and maturing, but it's founded on the very first things we had together. Including the gross parts. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
I hear you, and then some. 2
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