tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032826292458800134.post8702862078261840991..comments2023-05-03T00:45:32.318-07:00Comments on Confessions of a Minivan Lover: Mom vs. MomMinivan Loverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07128766664503776873noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032826292458800134.post-64165445094561946412009-08-30T07:42:21.062-07:002009-08-30T07:42:21.062-07:00In my defense, I did try to sew those damn badges ...In my defense, I did try to sew those damn badges on. The needles I was using kept breaking because the badges are so thick. Who makes those badges? I'll bet no one remembers their "bridging ceremony" like you do. Actually, you looked so proud standing up there. It didn't seem to bother you that they were stapled. It was kind of funny though. All the other parents were looking at us like we were crazy, because we were kind of giggling. Laughing with you, not at you. Another tasty treat my mom served regularly were tomatoes that grew over the septic tank. She didn't even have to plant tomato seeds! No wonder I don't eat tomatoes.momkanskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00726654210211753423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6032826292458800134.post-29164303536827275812009-08-27T19:26:09.606-07:002009-08-27T19:26:09.606-07:00I met a woman once who used a syringe to remove ha...I met a woman once who used a syringe to remove half of the flavored yogurt from a Horizon organic go-gurt thingy and replaced it with plain (organic) yogurt. This was to keep her little darling from eating too much sugar. <br /><br />Dear Lord, woman. Who has this kind of time?Nancy Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04313721217543578257noreply@blogger.com