tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post1799358911326126180..comments2024-01-26T00:47:28.825-08:00Comments on Vintage Thirty: Now I'm Really Sorry That I Forced Her to Finish Her TacoTootsie Farklepantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336671002327112885noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-62357216923151879182008-03-11T22:14:00.000-07:002008-03-11T22:14:00.000-07:00Some people just can't handle vomit. It is a known...Some people just can't handle vomit. It is a known fact. Luckily you can. Or...that's what Mr. Farklepants will have you believe.JCKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04582581376724478366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-12601576139373570002008-03-10T21:17:00.000-07:002008-03-10T21:17:00.000-07:00Seriously. "My kids" whenever there is a mess. T...Seriously. "My kids" whenever there is a mess. To be fair, they're "his kids" whenever they're acting sassy.Tootsie Farklepantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336671002327112885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-30815943174316210202008-03-10T19:57:00.000-07:002008-03-10T19:57:00.000-07:00Oh poor baby Tootsie. :( I hope she is feeling bet...Oh poor baby Tootsie. :( I hope she is feeling better.Allisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00127352109864311703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-51641621862019119492008-03-10T19:54:00.000-07:002008-03-10T19:54:00.000-07:00Men. Bunch of freaks.Men. Bunch of freaks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-51593190901407624632008-03-10T12:13:00.000-07:002008-03-10T12:13:00.000-07:00So...d'ja stick a fork up his nose for the pleasur...So...d'ja stick a fork up his nose for the pleasure of cleaning up the puke? ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-6045551671080659552008-03-10T10:49:00.000-07:002008-03-10T10:49:00.000-07:00I know this kind of love between husband and wife....I know this kind of love between husband and wife. Very, very well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-56062670000844676972008-03-10T08:09:00.000-07:002008-03-10T08:09:00.000-07:00My hubby pulls the "your daughter" thing, too. Wh...My hubby pulls the "your daughter" thing, too. What's up?? And 99.9% of the time it's better if I just clean up the damn mess myself.<BR/><BR/>Hope she's feeling better!carmenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09527733932305090986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-55255677533512521202008-03-10T08:07:00.000-07:002008-03-10T08:07:00.000-07:00Mr. Farkelpants is a lucky man. My hubs has vomit ...Mr. Farkelpants is a lucky man. My hubs has vomit duty if he's home. If not, then I suffer through.AutoSysGenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01182101665968215991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-17289107469500617162008-03-10T06:11:00.000-07:002008-03-10T06:11:00.000-07:00That's wrong on so many levels. The witness shoul...That's wrong on so many levels. The witness should always be required to help clean up the scene of the crime. Always.Burgh Babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09123901504643963583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-89876468110588835602008-03-10T05:47:00.000-07:002008-03-10T05:47:00.000-07:00Um. No. Though usually if Mr. Daddy tries to clea...Um. No. Though usually if Mr. Daddy tries to clean up that kind of stuff I just get po'd anyway cause he's not doing it "right."<BR/><BR/>Hope she's feeling better soon.Madame Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05879021662076403965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-53643335831530250542008-03-10T05:24:00.000-07:002008-03-10T05:24:00.000-07:00the best thing about blogging is that now we (wome...the best thing about blogging is that now we (women) know we are not alone.slow panichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00806001325853693285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-51145142724239126262008-03-10T05:14:00.000-07:002008-03-10T05:14:00.000-07:00Your daughter, your bed, your new couch... That le...Your daughter, your bed, your new couch... <BR/><BR/>That leaves a dog house for the Mr. who can't help with the kids.<BR/><BR/>And I hope she's feeling better soon. Nasty flu.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037928148778848386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-12062439356196524712008-03-10T01:31:00.000-07:002008-03-10T01:31:00.000-07:00I was wondering the same thing....isn't it amazing...I was wondering the same thing....isn't it amazing how when they poop/ throw up / make a mess /do anything slightly gross...they suddenly become "your" son/daughter?!?!<BR/>Was it too messy getting his head out of the garbage disposal?!?!<BR/>:-Ddkuroiwahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14702013452096435136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7919889744528028610.post-28142695884304123372008-03-10T00:59:00.000-07:002008-03-10T00:59:00.000-07:00Your daughter? I hope he's comfortable on the new,...Your daughter? I hope he's comfortable on the new, beautiful sofa tonight. :-)Jennifer Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16239563357592230711noreply@blogger.com