If there's anything that unites people online instead of pitting them against each other, it's memes. Even moms and dads who might have vastly different approaches to raising children can find common ground through this universal language. And the Instagram account 'Death by Diapers' is an excellent example of this.
Run by a self-described "geriatric Millennial with 5 young kids, using memes to cope with this beautifully tragic thing called parenthood," it strikes to the very core of what this journey is all about and has already earned itself 67.2K followers, proving that some victories, defeats, and challenges are simply universal.
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What is truly upsetting me in gender reveal parties (which also should actually be named sex reveal parties as this is what they are) is that people are making a big deal about having a boy or a girl. Why does it matter? Get a puppy if you want to choose. Boys and girls should be loved equally. I understand that we can have preferences as in "oh after three boys it would be nice to have a girl" but having dozens of relatives gathered just to see your reaction when you find out if you are having a boy or a girl is seriously disturbing. And I am not even mentioning the death that occurred, the wild fires, the mess simply left behind...
Currently, the thread above this one is the one about the baby with the iPad.
Definitely for girls. Boys need to watch a live child birth after boys have to take care of child that has colic. Let's see how many kids happen after that sex Ed class.
It really does depend on how the story is told. When my daughter was about 3 she was playing with her toys in the bath, she had a cheap kids magnifying glass. She noticed that when she held it near the wall, the light from the window became focused and she got the image of the window, sun, sky, and clouds on the white tiles. It's pretty cool I think. But when I'm feeling particularly pompous I'll tell people she reinvented the camera obscura when she was 3 years old.
I'm actually pretty good at the answers. However the repeated mom, mom, mom. I sometimes wonder if dying is the only way out. LOL
As long as they cry. My brother fell down two steps of stairs and my mother knew it was serious because he did not cry. He'd cracked his skull and was unconscious. Crying, though annoying, is still a good sign.
"I've got my own life now!" "I know that! I just wanted to be a part of it!" *sniffle*
Has to be the kid that can clean the entire house in one night. And that includes cleaning up litres of paint without the lingering smell of turps, cleaning great gobs of honey with no stickiness left over, restoring burnt doorknobs, etc
Let me recaption this for you. Parents 8 months into the pregnancy / Parents one week after the birth.
Priest, vicar and rabbi talk about when life begins. Vicar says "life begins at birth", priest counters with "no no no, life begins at conception." Rabbi leans back, laughs a bit and says "you are both wrong. Life begins when kids move out and dog dies."
I ham it up. I do the old man voice with my retelling, and I exaggerate the suffering. "Well in my day movies didn't come on DVDs. They came on celluloid reels. And you had to walk to the studio in hollywood and pay for them to make a copy, which took like a week. Then you had to ravel it all like so... *mountaineering rope ravel action* ... and then you had to walk home with it. Only to realise you didn't have a celluloid projector. So you'd have to save up for one. But they didn't sell them assembled, nosirree. You had to assemble it with a screwdriver."
Just me being all ".... Are you okay?... You're ok. You're ok. Walk it off."
Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma,... WHAT!?! Lookit me !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So saith the person with no children: GROSS! Give me cat hair any day.
I love Christopher Lloyd to death, but some of his roles were more interesting than others.
That is why you pick it up carefully, pretend to eat it- receive a smile - and put it back in the baby's hand - and receive an even bigger smile. Win, win; they got you a present you enjoyed, they got a present back and you avoided the yucky part :)
It's especially great when your kid's too young to tell time!
A pic of a 99 year old in the last stages of terminal cancer isn't the great illustration to this that you think it is.
The ones that won't close, full screen ads, fake articles.... Its enough to make me want to quit being here
Load More Replies...Accurate....and the best time we had. Now our children have left the house and I can't wait to be a grandfather :-)
Yeah I have 3 years to go till I'm on my own and don't have to battle anymore.
Load More Replies...The ones that won't close, full screen ads, fake articles.... Its enough to make me want to quit being here
Load More Replies...Accurate....and the best time we had. Now our children have left the house and I can't wait to be a grandfather :-)
Yeah I have 3 years to go till I'm on my own and don't have to battle anymore.
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