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Whenever the song "Joy to the World" came on the radio, my father would sing "Jeremiah was a bullfrog" to me. My name is Jerry and for some stupid reason it really hurt my poor wittle feelings. Weird.https://youtu.be/pMHZh5XlOVA
Hahaha. :D :D
Poor little Jerry , do you now understand your dad was probably thinking that was your song.
He certainly meant no harm.
I loved that song....therefore it was the 1st 45 single I ever had for just ME that my parents bought for me (as SANTA CLAUS) when I was little, eh but it ended up being a defected 45 that skipped constantly when we played it on our state of the art stereo system lol!!
That Christmas my parents as SANTA CLAUS, also bought me these awesome brown GO-GO boots that I was asking Santa for..but they too were defected, where the zipper on one of those GO-GO boots were broken lol!!! :)
Where back then as a kid still BELIEVING in Santa Claus, I was not disappointed for my defected presents...I was more in AWE that Santa knew exactly what I wanted lol!!! :)
My mother always braided my hair every morning before I went to school. One morning she wasn't home, my older sister braided it, and because it wasn't perfect, I didn't go to school. lol
My one recollection was also over a hair issue!
What? You have hair?! That's only leading towards a bad hair day, Jan.
You men are so lucky hair is an option rather than a requirement.
Having a cuddly wooden horse is an option.
hahaha I'm still very fussy about my hair. lol
OH NO spoiled little starz
Tantrums? Not allowed.
same at my house I never even knew what it meant, until I was older and babysitting kids.
Unfortunately a lot of parents/care givers coddle kids who pull temper tantrums.
Just today while I was at the market in the checkout line, behind me there was a kid who looked to be 11 or 12 who was behaving like a freakin' 2 year old...DEMANDING to get candy, and when the woman with him said NO, he went on to cry with obvious BLATANT fake tears, saying to her "you're only nice to me when you're with my dad."
If he is eleven ir twelve and still doing it, he has been getting away with it all his life. :[
Bingo....sadly many parents unfortunately GIVE IN to their kids demands/tantrums out of guilt...due to feeling guilty as being double income married working parents, divorced mom and dads or single working mom and dad parents working so much to provide for their kids...thus these bratty kids figuring out how to play/manipulate their parent(s) to get what they want.
My eldest sibling was a working married woman when her and husband chose to have children(3), where they CHOSE to put their children in day care for her to continue working to financially give their children the BEST of everything...without going into detail, 30 years later her 3 adult grown men "children" are now layabouts who expect their WORKING parents to still financially support them...
Whereas I as my sister's younger sibling CHOSE to quit my lucrative paying job to become a stay at home while in my late 30's to raise my children WITHOUT a village, with our family relying solely on ONE income(my husbands) for ME to raise our children RIGHT to have a strong belief in God, to have morals, values, integrity and to ALWAYS have a hard work ethic IF they wanted to excel in our great country..which they all have thus far, where my 13 year old(seeing her older siblings buying stuff with their own money that mom and dad wouldn't buy for them) is chomping at the bit to get a job when she turns 14.... so she can WORK to make her "own money" to buy the stuff that "you and dad won't buy for me."
Whereas my elder sister who CHOSE to be a working married mom(to give her boys the BEST of everything) now has GROWN layabout sons who feel ENTITLED to the same lifestyle they had as kids, who are all still living at home with their mommy and daddy... because they have no incentive to work or move out because they know their mommy and daddy will continue to financially support them. :(
Im happy you have taught your children the value of a good work ethic.
Many, many two working parent households and one parent households have taught their children well, though, too.
Temper tantrums were a very fast way to get an **** whoppin when I was a kid. If I was going to get one it was going to be worth a lot more than a temper tantrum. Ha!
You weren't a cute, blonde, little imp with five big brothers.
You got a point there, Boz. Ha!
Wish I could still pull that shit... HA HA HA!
More of a meltdown. At age 9, I wanted bangs, so my mom tried cutting them and failed miserably. I wasn't going to leave my room until my hair grew out .... but fortunately my sweet mom whisked me off to the hair salon for proper repairs.
I can remember one time. I wanted to have two cars, so I could race them against each other. My mom said I could have one. "BUT I WANNA HAVE TWO CARS, NOT JUST ONE" Well, I ended up empty-handed. No little play cars at all.
The proper response. I like your mom.
Well, I have a mixed hex bag of feelings towards that hag.
I guess I like her too. Mostly.
I get that.
I carry the same style bag.
Damn it, wodude.
You are having Louis Vuitton this summer.
All woman, here. Like women? Indeed. Still...all woman!
What are you on about?
Come on, wodude, get a grip, female of my species!
Fedude sounds pretty cool to both of my ears, wodude.
Had to be told about it, but apparently I threw a regular fit whenever we went to see my great-grandmother when I was small. I know it bothered my Ma, because she said her grandma was a really sweet lady.
I don't remember but I know I didn't throw many. My beatings were hard enough that they stuck in my mind.
I'm pretty sure I never I threw a "temper tantrum", and I don't recall my brother ever doing that either. That would not have been acceptable to either of my parents, for sure.
I did get mad or sad about many things that happened when I was a child though, of course.
Nothing my mom would say stop and i did.
I knew better than to even think about doing that.
I was raised, knowing that a tantrum wouldn't get you jack shit, except for an **** whippin...
I wasnt a temper tantrum kind of a kid. A quick slap fixed any misbehavior, made me think adults enjoy this.
There was 3 of us kids.No one ever threw a tantrum.
Never threw a tantrum, until I was 53....hehe
I believe that we ALL can agree,
Credulity straining to see,
That JD just can't... um...
Remember a tantrum
Before he was age 53.
Sulking at the age of 53
Is not a good thing for such as me
But growing up is not easy to do
When you love life as I do
If you read this and agree
Where did you get my photo from...
You keep sending them to me by PM... and some of them are quick shocking.
I'm pleased you only use the ones where I'm wearing clothes....hehe
I wouldn't dare do otherwise... I'd be DA'd.
We can tell from poor Tink's shocked demeanor,
That the size of the member should wean her
From clicking John's pic,
'Til she realized his trick:
It was merely a photoshopped wiener.
Tantrums? Oh I had a few. The one I don't remember was stabbing my older sister in the face with a screwdriver. She got a few stitches in her eyebrow. She had it coming though, her and my other older sister were laughing at me.
The one I do remember was putting my hand through a window at my parents house because I saw one of my sisters wearing my scarf. I have vague memories of the beating I received for that one.
Sassing up to my mother when I was little when she wouldn't let me wear a brand new pair of "coolot" shorts that she bought for me to wear as "school clothes" during the hot month of June, however I wanted to wear(show off) my new Jackson 5 logo looking shorts outside to play.....I don't remember exactly what I said to my mom, but oh man whatever I said to my mom warranted her to slap me right across my face for the 1st time, where I ran in my room crying and wrote on my bedroom paneled wall "I hate my mother, she is a bad mother" lol.
That was the 1st and ONLY time I ever sassed up to my mom... because the sting of me being slapped across my face by my mother RESONATED with me BIG TIME to NEVER, EVER sass/talk back to my stay at home mom who demanded RESPECT.
I remember PANICKING trying to erase what I wrote about my mom being a bad mom, to no avail... so as a little kid and then as a teenager I would always put posters up to cover up what I wrote on my bedroom wall about my mom being a "bad mother".
While recently cleaning out my childhood home after my dad's recent passing for our home to be sold, I could still see a few letters on my childhood bedroom wall where I as a little kid wrote "I hate my mother, she is a bad mother." :(
You were reacting as any little kid would. I thought (for a brief, angry moment,) that i hated my mother many times. Of course i didnt.
As a kid throwing a tantrum would be pointless and would only make things worse in our household.
Wasn’t aloud to throw a fit. If we did we either got an **** whooping or a table spoon of habanero hot sauce with nothing to drink for an hour.
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