tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post2228413931362943116..comments2023-10-22T04:57:57.528-04:00Comments on HERD...: They shoot (My Little) Ponies-don't they?kathleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07648854807234137885noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-1331136528640765102011-11-22T09:24:26.005-05:002011-11-22T09:24:26.005-05:00I was going to light a candle so my mom and I coul...I was going to light a candle so my mom and I could escape the noise for a little while (and have a smoke without poisoning my kids). Didn't work out. Ended up in the emergency room. Badness all around.<br /><br />My father-in-law came over with his very big ladder, fixed the lights, installed backups. But the healing process was long and slow, and as a right-handed writer, losing my right wrist for that long was a very humbling, slowing experience. While we all need to be humbled once in a while, it's not an experience I'd recommended.Stephaniehttp://embracingchaos.stephanieallencrist.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-4853638998420291652011-11-20T16:01:02.597-05:002011-11-20T16:01:02.597-05:00Sorry sorry everyone! I meant to respond sooner......Sorry sorry everyone! I meant to respond sooner...but life is funny sometimes...<br />@Papaabear-thanks! Yup-done the Lego dance...they ARE awful! I wer shoes all the time as well!<br />@Kwombles-DO. NOT. GIVE. THEM. ANY. IDEAS. :)<br />@Accidental Expert-I'm sure that family are "Thanking" you...not..heehee<br />@Lizbeth-ha! probably...I am waiting for your post on how your kids have locked you out of the house!<br />@Bluesky-thanks...for the warning! heehee I so look forward to their 20's<br />@Jazzy-They are like Chuckies!! Only with bigger heads..I would love to drink wine with you! My garage is always open<br />@Stephanie-HA! love "their voices will eventually change" heehee...Great idea on the cage..it must have silver bars and a ring of salt around it too! Did you break your wrist just going to the garage-or were you escaping too??kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648854807234137885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-69436929034121061992011-11-13T19:08:13.406-05:002011-11-13T19:08:13.406-05:00For the moment I'm grateful I don't have d...For the moment I'm grateful I don't have daughters. Not that boys don't have their issues, but at least with boys their voices will eventually change.<br /><br />Wait. No, that wasn't your point, now was it?<br /><br />As for the wee Pets...I suggest getting a cage to lock them up in while not otherwise in use. You can't trust animals with over-sized heads. (cue theme song from Pinky and the Brain)<br /><br />[Side note: Make sure the garage light works and has backups. Trying to hide in the garage after dark without functioning overhead lights is how I broke my wrist and you definitely do not need any more broken bones!]Stephaniehttp://autismherd.blogspot.com/2011/11/they-shoot-my-little-ponies-dont-they.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-41123741658294563392011-11-13T18:14:11.773-05:002011-11-13T18:14:11.773-05:00Sorry kathleen, reading this and all I can think o...Sorry kathleen, reading this and all I can think of is the Chuckie Movie!! I'm really not much help, am I? But move over in your garage and I'll come hide with you (I'm good at that too!) I'll bring some wine??!!<br /><br />xx Jazzyjazzygalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04069218745940412457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-9225601762856861842011-11-13T15:37:37.607-05:002011-11-13T15:37:37.607-05:00I have been known to lock myself into the car...bu...I have been known to lock myself into the car...but not to get away from my girls. If it's any help, most girls seem to have a little blip at about 8 and then it's done and they're wonderful and a bit more grown up and interesting until the next blip at about 14....Looking for Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10010049814419812468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-30916421818806878792011-11-13T15:27:55.170-05:002011-11-13T15:27:55.170-05:00Its Toolaroola, Pinkie Pie and their brood throwni...Its Toolaroola, Pinkie Pie and their brood throwning the Littlest Pet Shop crew under the bus. I hear the Ponies get pissed when the kids trade up. <br /><br />I wish I had an easy answer other than hiding in the garage. I can't speak on it as I spend most of my time on the back patio watching the kids from the window. It's going to get worse as it gets colder but I'll gladly wear a jacket and stay outside than be referee to their fights.Lizbethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03449627964374811836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-57277909037562240112011-11-12T20:44:57.367-05:002011-11-12T20:44:57.367-05:00I believe. I once had a few choice encounters wit...I believe. I once had a few choice encounters with some Polly Pockets. Thank God they were donated a long time ago and are now probably terrorizing a whole new family.<br /><br />Hang in there!Accidental Experthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12076925529372019604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-25942245883670213972011-11-12T10:54:18.198-05:002011-11-12T10:54:18.198-05:00hee! Have you had them lined up in a long congo li...hee! Have you had them lined up in a long congo line throughout your house? I have...<br /><br />I'm sending them some rubber ducks for xmas--they don't hurt to step on!Kim Wombleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15492455180502821052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508619860116485212.post-42578585702231525082011-11-12T10:49:02.091-05:002011-11-12T10:49:02.091-05:00I always enjoy reading your stories. With my boys,...I always enjoy reading your stories. With my boys, it seems to erupt most often into physical fights over—I'm still not sure what. And instead of "Littlest Pet Shops" it's Lego landmines. Ever step on one in your bare feet at 3 am? I put a bucket on a shelf in the living room. Whenever I find a Lego or any other small object left out on the floor or whatever, I toss it in the bucket. They never seem to miss it. When the bucket is full, I assign one of the boys to put all the stuff in it away. I can now walk through every room in the house except the boys' bedroom. But I've also started wearing shoes inside the house at all times.Daniel "Captain" Kirkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01417084546817010038noreply@blogger.com