Comments on: Complete Randomness

By: Stephen Erastus Knudsen III

Stephen Erastus Knudsen III — Mon, 15 Dec 2008 08:00:03 +0000

Dear Brother Brown,

If you would have sawed off your head, I would have called you Shiz.

Get it?

Sorry if that was borderline innappropriate. It’s just my little joke. Sometimes even I can engage in lighthearted (but not lightminded) levity.

By: Ray

Ray — Tue, 09 Dec 2008 06:39:41 +0000

Stupid car seat laws written and passed by stupid people with stupid, big kids.

Sorry, forgot for a moment that this is a public forum.

By: Vada

Vada — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 23:57:47 +0000

It’s half an hour one way to preschool, so it’s one hour round trip to take him, and one hour round trip to pick him up. (Actually, it’s only about 25 minutes, but then there’s the taking him in, etc.) But yeah, I laugh (or cry, depending on the day) when someone says that it must be easier with him in preschool all day. It’s way easier to keep him home, but it’s better for him to go, so he does (most days).

Ray, I’m sure my older two kids will be in booster seats until they’re 8, since most places we’ve lived they have to be in car seats until 8 or 80lbs. There’s no way they’re getting close to 80lbs before they’re 8. The youngest, though, might prove to be a different story.

BruceC, I agree that randomness is not necessarily a bad thing. I’m rather a fan of it myself

Mark, I’ll keep that idea in mind when I start to feel guilty about not having posted again. I could, in fact, easily get an entire blog post out of it.

RT, luckily, we don’t have too many problems. Probably mostly because he’s such a laid back baby. I think if the oldest had been this big (or as big as yours, yikes!) we would have had some serious issues. On the other hand, pants actually fit him, which was always an issue with the older two, so there are definitely some benefits.

By: Ray

Ray — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 23:43:02 +0000

My kids all are short and skinny, so we face the opposite issue. My six year old weighs a little over 40 lbs. finally – which means here in Ohio she should be in a booster seat in the car. Right! She’s the youngest of six kids, which means she’s six going on eighteen. Ain’t no way she’ll sit in a car seat of any kind.

My oldest son, however, grew about four inches during his first two years in college, easily becoming the tallest person on my side of the family at only 6’1″.

I’m so glad our kids all are out of diapers!

Two hours round trip to preschool? I don’t know if that’s dedication or just crazy.

Spiders or lizards – toss the coin.

By: BruceC

BruceC — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 15:05:06 +0000

Well, at least you don’t have to buy as many different size diapers.

btw, randomness is not a bad thing.

By: RoastedTomatoes

RoastedTomatoes — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 13:56:37 +0000

Regarding huge babies, our Artemis is proportionately even bigger than your child. At 8 months, she’s a perfect fit for 18-month clothing — except in the shoulders, which are already getting tight. There are special challenges, we’re finding, for parents of unusually large babies. Artemis has the coordination, balance, and muscle control of a typical 8-month-old, yet has the mass to inadvertently really hurt her parents or innocent inanimate objects!

By: Mark Brown

Mark Brown — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 11:49:25 +0000

Right now it only has my husband’s music on it, and our music tastes (as is the case in most things) are completely and totally different.

Now there’s a good topic for an entire post. I spent 5 hours in the car with my wife on Saturday. Since she was driving, she also got to choose the music. After about 2 hours, I was ready to saw my own head off, just to make it stop.

Your train table sounds wonderful.

By: Ziff

Ziff — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 08:52:52 +0000

as I drive 2 hours every day taking my kid to and from preschool

Yikes! That sounds like quite a commute!

I’m also not a big fan of spiders. I appreciate their work, but they’re kind of evil-looking. I’d kind of rather have little lizards eat our bugs if I had a choice. Well, maybe not in the house . . .