tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post4693006556860901840..comments2023-07-16T03:36:38.822-04:00Comments on Thoughts of...Music Teacher and a Mom: Triathlon thursday, Triathlon week, triathlon summer, triathlon year...Lydeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16432065838864216001noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-29689820189089707432007-07-01T00:41:00.000-04:002007-07-01T00:41:00.000-04:00My sympathies. My husband is not quite as compuls...My sympathies. My husband is not quite as compulsive in his exercise habits, but there were several years there when I really resented his two-hour-a-day habit, while I was stuck with a nursing baby and a wild toddler. I mean, really, how many hours a day do you get all to yourself? But the kids are older now and my husband is, hands down, the hottest soon-to-be-fifty-year-old on the planet, so it's not all bad!Yarnhoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06625926254864861603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-88720368041445097342007-06-29T07:19:00.000-04:002007-06-29T07:19:00.000-04:00Lydee- you've been tagged as a "rockin' girl blogg...Lydee- you've been tagged as a "rockin' girl blogger" on my web-site- check it out and play if you want to.sophannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07571217197138831872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-17289235934700626892007-06-28T20:55:00.000-04:002007-06-28T20:55:00.000-04:00It was pretty funny. Basically it involved ensurin...It was pretty funny. Basically it involved ensuring her that this was how each and everyone (in the known world) poops. I can't tell you the number of times we have talked about how all our friends go to the toilet....Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17705558268782509452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-79327431985332837642007-06-28T20:03:00.000-04:002007-06-28T20:03:00.000-04:00You're right, we need a special name for our baby ...You're right, we need a special name for our baby hip-hugging tricks. Amazing what we can do with one available hand.<BR/><BR/>Glad to hear about your potty update. Cleaning poop out of a potty is one of those gross things nobody talks about. You were brillant to make the new seat sound so wonderful. I would have liked to have been a fly on the wall for that conversation LOL!Lydeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16432065838864216001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-52743355752206945032007-06-28T14:38:00.000-04:002007-06-28T14:38:00.000-04:00Wow, a triathlete. That is impressive. We moms sho...Wow, a triathlete. That is impressive. We moms should have a name like that what with our multi athleticism. Our skills would include running to grab the phone with a baby on one hip, dodging a variety of toys strewn across the floor, while simultaneously making dinner, doing the laundry and, of course, blogging.<BR/><BR/>In regards to the 'potty crisis'. We switched to the on-the-toilet-seat too and I am not to proud to say that I forced the switch by making it sound like the best place in the world to sit. Our potty is currently at our in-laws. Not sure that we will retrieve it to potty train my youngest....Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17705558268782509452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-5085586256051608322007-06-28T11:28:00.000-04:002007-06-28T11:28:00.000-04:00Yes, sometimes, especially during tough, tiring ti...Yes, sometimes, especially during tough, tiring times, I feel like I'm raising the girls alone. <BR/><BR/>Not true though, and thankgoodness for my girlfriends and nights out and away. But occasionally that irrational train of thought starts up in my brain....Lydeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16432065838864216001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3414839550252232798.post-37749857632254275752007-06-28T10:39:00.000-04:002007-06-28T10:39:00.000-04:00tell your husband "good luck" for me. triathalons...tell your husband "good luck" for me. triathalons. very impressive. i only run when being chased and the last time i rode a bike i crashed everytime i stopped (to my defense the bike was way too tall for me and i couldn't touch the ground when i was sitting on the seat). anyway, i can relate to the support-your-husband-but-still-a-little-frustrated feeling. my husband is currently working full time and taking classes. he already has his degree and doesn't NEED to take classes, but he wants to--so he does. i think it's great he wants to learn, BUT sometimes i wish he just came home after work and hung out with litte man and i.Haleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15984894313819376821noreply@blogger.com