tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post4602972490863650794..comments2024-03-26T16:46:21.764-04:00Comments on Doctor Grumpy in the House: Spies like usGrumpy, M.D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858110332436246760noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-21677889989078440332011-12-14T00:56:26.793-05:002011-12-14T00:56:26.793-05:00I'd like to read that post about Marie too!I'd like to read that post about Marie too!Vickinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-78036783876144395792011-12-12T21:53:10.124-05:002011-12-12T21:53:10.124-05:00I really hope you made up tons of stuff that you m...I really hope you made up tons of stuff that you might get them!Just Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10884442981866929503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-83224843580678214522011-12-12T16:01:47.603-05:002011-12-12T16:01:47.603-05:00I can't find the post about Marie beating up a...I can't find the post about Marie beating up a pervy boy scout. I'd really like to read it.Hopenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-33343346286969925712011-12-12T14:46:45.380-05:002011-12-12T14:46:45.380-05:00Great kid! Takes after his dad, er MOM!Great kid! Takes after his dad, er MOM!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-55263893611697626232011-12-12T11:48:03.244-05:002011-12-12T11:48:03.244-05:00For several years as a child growing up, my mother...For several years as a child growing up, my mother purchased our entire Christmas from the JCPenney catalog. A dishwasher size box would always arrive, and she would let it sit unopened in her bedroom, to keep us from knowing or peeking inside. Unfortunately for her, one year she left the packing slip that had the contents neatly typed on it, on the top of the box. Naturally we knew everything we were getting that year. And when SHE found out, she of course went into histrionics because of our actions on not her carelessness.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-3732778837887386792011-12-12T09:37:57.585-05:002011-12-12T09:37:57.585-05:00Conversation should have gone:
No I don't thi...Conversation should have gone:<br /><br />No I don't think he should get anything, <br />Yes I think you are right.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-23722981305256117982011-12-12T04:32:20.019-05:002011-12-12T04:32:20.019-05:00Based on my own childhood disappointments, my advi...Based on my own childhood disappointments, my advice to my grandchildren's parents (OK?) is to get them what they say they want now, within reason (and with my help if necessary), because they will have grown out of the need by next year, and there will never be another opportunity to see that magical lighting up of little faces with sheer delight.<br />Spoiled? Who cares? You only live once, so make it a good one!cliffintokyonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-3188764744943877572011-12-11T23:08:56.837-05:002011-12-11T23:08:56.837-05:00Budding engineer, or FBI / CIA agent. He has to g...Budding engineer, or FBI / CIA agent. He has to get points for trying though. Have to agree with the socks and underwear comments, that will keep him guessing. It would be really funny if you actually wrapped some for him. They are certainly practical items.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-39906119440455790582011-12-11T21:48:57.698-05:002011-12-11T21:48:57.698-05:00Mine just tell me what I can buy them to make them...Mine just tell me what I can buy them to make them happy enough to leave me alone.History Dochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17359304564761950649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-27313979642876260222011-12-11T21:29:39.898-05:002011-12-11T21:29:39.898-05:00Ha, ha! Now, that kid did not just get his imagina...Ha, ha! Now, that kid did not just get his imagination out of a Cracker Jack box?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-76399084256836685722011-12-11T15:21:41.342-05:002011-12-11T15:21:41.342-05:00TOO funny!!TOO funny!!bobbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14353836074794786357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-17191990465926128482011-12-11T15:17:24.657-05:002011-12-11T15:17:24.657-05:00BRILLIANT! You should be proud of your young geni...BRILLIANT! You should be proud of your young genius. :)Moosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10397412122635951126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-63239686077207745652011-12-11T15:13:27.190-05:002011-12-11T15:13:27.190-05:00I'm constantly amazed at how resourceful your ...I'm constantly amazed at how resourceful your kids are. This isn't *quite* as awesome as Marie beating up the pervy Boy Scout, but it gets more points for subtlety.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-87153244625151405402011-12-11T15:05:01.324-05:002011-12-11T15:05:01.324-05:00Remote control helecopter. Personally, I don't...Remote control helecopter. Personally, I don't see the appeal, but every male I have ever seen receive one (ages ranging from 8 - 80+) has loved them. To the point of mad enthusiasm. Get 2, and your boys can have helecopter fights, scare the sh*t out of your dogs, and divebomb their sister.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-88095932784897476692011-12-11T15:04:55.565-05:002011-12-11T15:04:55.565-05:00Just give Frank a MacDonalds job application. ;)Just give Frank a MacDonalds job application. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-76995897716079024572011-12-11T14:47:25.489-05:002011-12-11T14:47:25.489-05:00LOL! So did you continue the conversation saying y...LOL! So did you continue the conversation saying you were getting them socks and underwear and rakes and shovels and job applications?watercolordaisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08918878832628412824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-54270586373088372522011-12-11T13:35:28.599-05:002011-12-11T13:35:28.599-05:00"alright, honey...if you the kids would pref..."alright, honey...if you the kids would prefer socks and underwear, I guess that's what they'll get." (wink)Rickhttp://littlewhitecoats.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-38530631698733083872011-12-11T13:26:03.771-05:002011-12-11T13:26:03.771-05:00Oh the ingenuity of kids and all the electronics a...Oh the ingenuity of kids and all the electronics available today, make for some moments where you dont know if you should be proud of them or should ground them. (yes I'm a parent that grounds my kids lol) My head shaking moment was when in private with my ex hubby discussing coal or presents, when my pocket farted and then giggled and my youngest screaming OMG SIS YOU STINK!!! I stuck my hand in my pocket and my cell was on and connected to none other than my oldest daughters cell. I figured out quick where they went wrong, instead of muting their phone, they muted mine!! I was laughing so hard I couldn't get mad. This happened 5 years ago so they were 13 & 18 at the time. I always check pockets now!! Have a great holiday Dr G!Karen A.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-24395140242457108732011-12-11T13:21:54.387-05:002011-12-11T13:21:54.387-05:00Almost brilliant.Almost brilliant.Solitary Diner (Also Known as The Frugalish Physician)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01239189582752445700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-5587788319351760752011-12-11T12:27:44.013-05:002011-12-11T12:27:44.013-05:00Frank doesn't like surprises?
Or wants to be p...Frank doesn't like surprises?<br />Or wants to be prepared if he gets a piece of coal...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-32475976989961594722011-12-11T12:17:12.365-05:002011-12-11T12:17:12.365-05:00pry just a red herring for the one taped under the...pry just a red herring for the one taped under the railing.SuFu PhDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11450260720996523883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-33177988576418947062011-12-11T12:01:57.799-05:002011-12-11T12:01:57.799-05:00Bwahahahahahahahahaha. He will never live it do...Bwahahahahahahahahaha. He will never live it down- an instant classic family story with excellent embarrassment potential.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-72546491969132393912011-12-11T11:50:03.550-05:002011-12-11T11:50:03.550-05:00My brother put a running tape recorder under my pa...My brother put a running tape recorder under my parents' bed once. Talk about potential for psychological trauma.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-76230785123189543362011-12-11T11:42:17.961-05:002011-12-11T11:42:17.961-05:00Mad props to Frank. Not bad for a first try!Mad props to Frank. Not bad for a first try!terri chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398808840234914275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-20435047976123512272011-12-11T11:08:26.218-05:002011-12-11T11:08:26.218-05:00Obviously, angling for a quieter remote-controlled...Obviously, angling for a <i>quieter</i> remote-controlled vehicle.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01347115855111060618noreply@blogger.com