My son managed to chip a front tooth of another classmate in school yesterday ...:rolleyes: They were goofing around..it was an accident but still we both feel so bad about it. Nate just gets too rough sometimes and hurts people though he doesn't mean too. Of course I got a call from the principle..:( And I offered to pay for any dental work this boy needs done...I don't know what else I can do? I certainly don't have the money for this if he needs his tooth capped but as a parent I am responsible for the actions of my son. Last year I thought I was going to have to pay for another boy's glasses that got all bent up that my son did...but it turned out they were flexible and just needed adjusting. I am not overly worried about paying his dental bill...just sometimes I feel like everyone else's child is perfect...except mine...:(

So I need some "my kid this once' kind of stories so I will quit moping about it. Thanks...

God bless

My son, was previously a model child. This year, on his 13th birthday, he and some of his buddies called 911 onthe classroom phone. Yeah, bad, right??!!??!?? I was/am mortified by this and am hoping and praying that it was a wild stereak he got out of his system. The police were called and he was suspended :o!
Anyway, even the "perfect kid" has his moments. Believe me!

No such thing as a perfect person only typical ones. Ask yourself how perfect is perfect? If he is being a typical boy then he is perfect. We are all perfectly made with flaws.

My son managed to chip a front tooth of another classmate in school yesterday ...:rolleyes: They were goofing around..it was an accident but still we both feel so bad about it. Nate just gets too rough sometimes and hurts people though he doesn't mean too. Of course I got a call from the principle..:( And I offered to pay for any dental work this boy needs done...I don't know what else I can do? I certainly don't have the money for this if he needs his tooth capped but as a parent I am responsible for the actions of my son. Last year I thought I was going to have to pay for another boy's glasses that got all bent up that my son did...but it turned out they were flexible and just needed adjusting. I am not overly worried about paying his dental bill...just sometimes I feel like everyone else's child is perfect...except mine...:(

So I need some "my kid this once' kind of stories so I will quit moping about it. Thanks...

God bless
Boys will be boys...it's when they DO seem perfect that you should start to worry.;)

My son, was previously a model child. This year, on his 13th birthday, he and some of his buddies called 911 onthe classroom phone. Yeah, bad, right??!!??!?? I was/am mortified by this and am hoping and praying that it was a wild stereak he got out of his system. The police were called and he was suspended :o!
Anyway, even the "perfect kid" has his moments. Believe me!

Wowie! So what are you doing about school for him? I figure eventually Nate will do something to get suspended from school...:( I don't want to panic about it but I always wondered what parents did since the law says they have to be in school or getting some kind of education...:hmm:

Nate is 13 also.

I know all kids have their 'moments' I just feel like sometimes Nate has more then most....:rolleyes: I hear these parents who's children have never ever been in the principles office...ever! Let alone getting as many phone calls from the principles as I do...:blush: This year though has been better compared to last year...so far anyway....:rolleyes:


Ascension No such thing as a perfect person only typical ones. Ask yourself how perfect is perfect? If he is being a typical boy then he is perfect. We are all perfectly made with flaws.

Yea I realize that...I know no child is perfect...but the way some parents talk you would think so...:cool: Still I need stories like tayariswife's right now....so I don't feel like my son and I are the only ones in the whole world dealing with stuff like this...



God bless

Moonglow - I put my parents through a LOT. I don't mean to...most of the time. However, my sister and I are in general good kids, but we do some REALLY stupid stuff sometimes. It's just how we are - just look back on your life and imagine all the trouble you put your parents through.

However, I do agree with Gulah Papyrus. Whenever my parents think I'm an angel, it's sometimes because I'm just not telling them something.

Take it from a kid's perspective (well...a 20 year old kid :P) - we are not perfect, and never will be. And we're constantly doing something crazy.

Well, this was his very forst time even getting in trouble, so he went for the wowie! lol.
Seriously though, I had him write a letter to his principal, his asst. principal, his teacher and to us (his parents). The letters had to be at least 3 paragraphs and have two scriptural references to his situation, how he was wrong and how he will do better. His principal loved it, as it turns out he a deacon at his church.
I also had him do things like cleaning the base boards and moldings, clean the walls and behind the stove with a tooth brush... He was only out two days so it was easy to fill the time. He was able to make up his school work when he got back.
Also, the asst. principal is who we met with when it all happened and she said that she's been in education for almost twenty years and every single year there is always at least one 7th grade boy who either pulls the fire alarm or calls 911. Usually it happens at least twice. I was shocked! I guess it's a phaze. She said it is ALWAYS a 7th grader and it's ALWAYS a boy! Go figure!

Boys will be boys...it's when they DO seem perfect that you should start to worry.;)

Well now that is scary! :eek:


RedBird777 Moonglow - I put my parents through a LOT. I don't mean to...most of the time. However, my sister and I are in general good kids, but we do some REALLY stupid stuff sometimes. It's just how we are - just look back on your life and imagine all the trouble you put your parents through.

However, I do agree with Gulah Papyrus. Whenever my parents think I'm an angel, it's sometimes because I'm just not telling them something.

Take it from a kid's perspective (well...a 20 year old kid ) - we are not perfect, and never will be. And we're constantly doing something crazy.

All I can do is sigh deeply....{{{{SIGH}}}}


tayariswife Well, this was his very forst time even getting in trouble, so he went for the wowie! lol.
Seriously though, I had him write a letter to his principal, his asst. principal, his teacher and to us (his parents). The letters had to be at least 3 paragraphs and have two scriptural references to his situation, how he was wrong and how he will do better. His principal loved it, as it turns out he a deacon at his church.
I also had him do things like cleaning the base boards and moldings, clean the walls and behind the stove with a tooth brush... He was only out two days so it was easy to fill the time. He was able to make up his school work when he got back.
Also, the asst. principal is who we met with when it all happened and she said that she's been in education for almost twenty years and every single year there is always at least one 7th grade boy who either pulls the fire alarm or calls 911. Usually it happens at least twice. I was shocked! I guess it's a phaze. She said it is ALWAYS a 7th grader and it's ALWAYS a boy! Go figure!

Wow...ok well thanks for telling me! I held Nate back in first grade so he is in sixth grade...going to be in 7th grade next year so I will warn him he BETTER NOT do either of these things...or else! I would be having him clean house too...and writing I am sorry letters...good idea!

You think they hear you, but since he was very little I warned him and warned him about not sticking anything in outlet sockets...then one time a few years ago he had a battery operated crane but no batteries and got the 'idea' he could undo the wiring and stick it in the outlet to run it. Well it went BOOM!! And the lights went out...he blew out a fuse and blacked the outlet and scared the daylights out of him and his friends...and me! ugh....

He never did that again...:cool::lol:

You think they hear you, but since he was very little I warned him and warned him about not sticking anything in outlet sockets...then one time a few years ago he had a battery operated crane but no batteries and got the 'idea' he could undo the wiring and stick it in the outlet to run it. Well it went BOOM!! And the lights went out...he blew out a fuse and blacked the outlet and scared the daylights out of him and his friends...and me! ugh....

He never did that again...:cool::lol:
DUDE! I need to try that!

Well now that is scary! :eek:



All I can do is sigh deeply....{{{{SIGH}}}}


Wow...ok well thanks for telling me! I held Nate back in first grade so he is in sixth grade...going to be in 7th grade next year so I will warn him he BETTER NOT do either of these things...or else! I would be having him clean house too...and writing I am sorry letters...good idea!

You think they hear you, but since he was very little I warned him and warned him about not sticking anything in outlet sockets...then one time a few years ago he had a battery operated crane but no batteries and got the 'idea' he could undo the wiring and stick it in the outlet to run it. Well it went BOOM!! And the lights went out...he blew out a fuse and blacked the outlet and scared the daylights out of him and his friends...and me! ugh....

He never did that again...:cool::lol:
lol! maybe he'll go to MIT or RPI? as an electrician??? :pp later inlife these will all make good stories. Your son will probably grow up to be fun loving yet responsible and you can torment him with stories of his wild youth!!! even threatening to tell his kids about his escapades!

Of COURSE my children were perfect. Sure....

Matt went through the terrible 2's for 4 years. He's lucky he's still alive and I'm not in jail for murder. He wasn't "bad" - he was never, ever malicious, he was just... well.... ornery. He had a warped sense of humor at age 2. Honest. I was on the elementary and middle school principals speed dial. Honest. i couldn't BEGIN to list all the things he did in school that would warrant a call home to good ol' mom.

Our daughter was a delight. Quite, loved to read and play alone with her toys. But even she had her moments. And she became this alien creature when she turned 13 and I didn't recognize her for about 6 years. I'd MUCH rather have a teenage boy than a teenage girl,

They are both fully grown adults now and I not only love them and am proud of them, I actually like them as people in their own right.

There's hope, Moonglow. Keep a journal - these are the things you can share with grandkids someday.
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Of course, my DD is perfect; I just haven't figured out at what yet....:confused: If she were any more perfect, I think I would be perfectly insane, or just imperfectly mad...:rolleyes: Kids will be kids, and we parents get caught in the crossfire.... Of course, that would not happen if we were all perfect parents. Could someone please show me perfect parents, and I will be perfectly still and observe them......with my imperfect eyes...!!

Personal story: when I was in elementary, I was definitely what you'd call "the teacher's pet". Every class has one, at least, and I was the one for our classes.... so I read lots, raised my hand lots, never got into trouble.... and my teachers at least figured out of everyone in our classes, I'd never be the one to raise hell, so to speak.

So one day in third grade, long before I'd developed any fear of living creatures, a classmate brought his pet tarantula into class for show and tell. I was fascinated by this hairy, 8-legged thing and wanted to see it up close. So I snuck to the back of the room, lied to my teacher and told her I was looking for my pencil case or something.... and when nobody was looking, I opened the tarantula cage.

Did you know that a tarantula desperate for freedom runs FAST? Well, they do. I screamed, jumped back, my teacher yelled "You DIDN'T open that cage, did you??" and I nodded yes, and she yelled again "you are in SO much trouble! Find that spider NOW!" So we searched everywhere.... she searched everywhere.... she ran down the hall to tell the principal.... and that's when I finally found the escapee, floating upside down in the teacher's coffee cup, dead.

Had I been thinking, I would have dumped the coffee down the water fountain drain or something and had someone pick up the spider for me.... but no... I just thought "oh, I found it, I better show her!" So when she walked back into the room with the principal, I yelled "it's over here, Miss T!" and held out the coffee cup to her.

She screamed. The male principal screamed.

Yeah, I was sent home for the standard 2 or 3 days.

:D It always amuses my mom to remind me that since that day, I've had nightmares about floating spiders and that I can't STAND them anymore! ;)

DUDE! I need to try that!

:lol: You do that...:cool:

Nate is an experimenter..he is constantly taking things apart around here and then gathering all the pieces to try to make something 'new'...:rolleyes: Him and microwaves are a dangerous thing also! Just recently he decided to melt all the chocolate he got from Easter into a cup of water....why...oh who knows...:rolleyes: Just cause...:rolleyes: He also likes to know what is flammable and what isn't...:B And while he does stay away from experimenting with the outlets anymore, that doesn't keep him from trying things with batteries. Oh and magnets! I am constantly having to remind him to keep his magnets away from the computer! There is a discolored area on his small TV where he put a large magnet on the screen to see if it would stick. In that area the color since then has never been right...:cool:

I tell you he would have either poisoned himself, blow himself up, gassed himself with chemical, etc, etc, if I didn't keep a close eye on him.

I am earning my grey hair!


tayariswife:lol! maybe he'll go to MIT or RPI? as an electrician??? later inlife these will all make good stories. Your son will probably grow up to be fun loving yet responsible and you can torment him with stories of his wild youth!!! even threatening to tell his kids about his escapades!

I told him there are actually people paid to blow things up...I think he might consider a career in that one day...:lol:


Vhayes Of COURSE my children were perfect. Sure....

Matt went through the terrible 2's for 4 years. He's lucky he's still alive and I'm not in jail for murder. He wasn't "bad" - he was never, ever malicious, he was just... well.... ornery. He had a warped sense of humor at age 2. Honest. I was on the elementary and middle school principals speed dial. Honest. i couldn't BEGIN to list all the things he did in school that would warrant a call home to good ol' mom.

Our daughter was a delight. Quite, loved to read and play alone with her toys. But even she had her moments. And she became this alien creature when she turned 13 and I didn't recognize her for about 6 years. I'd MUCH rather have a teenage boy than a teenage girl,

They are both fully grown adults now and I not only love them and am proud of them, I actually like them as people in their own right.

There's hope, Moonglow. Keep a journal - these are the things you can share with grandkids someday.

Yea I knew the principle well at his last school too...:rolleyes:
Glad to see I am not the only parent that gets frequent calls like that!


slightlypuzzled Of course, my DD is perfect; I just haven't figured out at what yet....: If she were any more perfect, I think I would be perfectly insane, or just imperfectly mad... Kids will be kids, and we parents get caught in the crossfire.... Of course, that would not happen if we were all perfect parents. Could someone please show me perfect parents, and I will be perfectly still and observe them......with my imperfect eyes...!!

Even if you found the perfect parent would that mean the children were perfect? lol


CoffeeCat Personal story: when I was in elementary, I was definitely what you'd call "the teacher's pet". Every class has one, at least, and I was the one for our classes.... so I read lots, raised my hand lots, never got into trouble.... and my teachers at least figured out of everyone in our classes, I'd never be the one to raise hell, so to speak.

So one day in third grade, long before I'd developed any fear of living creatures, a classmate brought his pet tarantula into class for show and tell. I was fascinated by this hairy, 8-legged thing and wanted to see it up close. So I snuck to the back of the room, lied to my teacher and told her I was looking for my pencil case or something.... and when nobody was looking, I opened the tarantula cage.

Did you know that a tarantula desperate for freedom runs FAST? Well, they do. I screamed, jumped back, my teacher yelled "You DIDN'T open that cage, did you??" and I nodded yes, and she yelled again "you are in SO much trouble! Find that spider NOW!" So we searched everywhere.... she searched everywhere.... she ran down the hall to tell the principal.... and that's when I finally found the escapee, floating upside down in the teacher's coffee cup, dead.

Had I been thinking, I would have dumped the coffee down the water fountain drain or something and had someone pick up the spider for me.... but no... I just thought "oh, I found it, I better show her!" So when she walked back into the room with the principal, I yelled "it's over here, Miss T!" and held out the coffee cup to her.

She screamed. The male principal screamed.

Yeah, I was sent home for the standard 2 or 3 days.

It always amuses my mom to remind me that since that day, I've had nightmares about floating spiders and that I can't STAND them anymore!

That is SO funny! :lol: Though I feel sorry for the spider....I wonder why he went for the coffee? And I am surprised you can drink coffee now and not think of that!

Thanks all...you have helped alot...I don't feel so bad now.

God bless

Other than Christ who was God in human form, no great man of the bible was perfect. Abraham out of fear pushed his wife into an adulterous situation before being called by God to father the nations. Joseph was innately cocky before being humbled by trial after trial and then called to manage Egypt on behalf of Pharoah. Moses killed a man with his bare hands before being lead by God to deliver the Israelites. David committed adultery during the height of his reign as king of Israel, yet was described as a man after God's own heart. Peter denied Christ three times, but was the rock upon which Christ chose to build his church. Paul murdered Christians before he was blinded on the road to Damascus and then became one of the greatest evangelists and apostles, planting churches on multiple continents. All great men of God. All imperfect.

By the way, it does not sound like your son did anything wrong. It was an accident that you both felt bad about. You offered to make the other boy whole again. There is no condemnation in Christ Jesus.

One last point: men are by their nature aggressive, especially during youth. It is important to find a means by which they may channel this god-given aggression in a socially acceptable and constructive fashion. If King David were not aggressive he never would have taken down Goliath, nor would he have conquered Philistines to recapture the Ark of the covenant of the Lord. In a contemporary setting, one avenue for you son may be Pop Warner football. He will be able to express a healthy level of aggression in a constructive fashion, make friends, and learn the value of teamwork and discipline. And those pads do a great job of protecting the kids (there are more injuries in youth soccer than football). For a better understanding of who your son is called to be, you may consider reading Wild At Heart by John Eldridge.

God bless and good luck.

Um, yeah, my parents are always waiting for their next Elijah story. When he was a year old he stabbed his brother in the back with a pencil...his brother, Seth, was convinced that Elijah would grow up to be the devil:rolleyes:

When we get to day care to pick him up we are braced for that days report of his escapades. One day he threw a fit about something trivial. There was only one teacher there that could get him calmed down, so she came over and spoke with him. Once he was calm she leaned over to give him a hug. He put his arms around her neck and hugged her, then yanked. She went down and had to go home for two days with a sore knee. I was mortified, mainly because I had to talk to him about this when he did the same thing to my 90 year old grandmother. He has also hit my oldest in the face with a book because he refused to read it to him, giving him a bloody nose that bled for an hour. Then there was the day he pulled a bookcase onto his face at day care...I posted about that on here last summer. This was all before he started public school. We are going to his first appointment with a behaviorist on Monday:D

When he started kindergarten we offered to pray over the teacher and she just giggled at us. We tried to explain that we were serious. From the getting bored and chasing the kids with scissors to correcting the teacher about things she said on previous days, he is our little challenge. They give color changes or stickers in kindergarten at his school. Mu oldest sons folder looked like a sticker factory. Elijah, well, he likes rainbows, and that is what his folder looks like.

In all seriousness, boys will be boys. Even my oldest, who is such a calm child, has his moments.

Wowie! So what are you doing about school for him? I figure eventually Nate will do something to get suspended from school...:( I don't want to panic about it but I always wondered what parents did since the law says they have to be in school or getting some kind of education...:hmm:

Nate is 13 also.

I know all kids have their 'moments' I just feel like sometimes Nate has more then most....:rolleyes: I hear these parents who's children have never ever been in the principles office...ever! Let alone getting as many phone calls from the principles as I do...:blush: This year though has been better compared to last year...so far anyway....:rolleyes:



Yea I realize that...I know no child is perfect...but the way some parents talk you would think so...:cool: Still I need stories like tayariswife's right now....so I don't feel like my son and I are the only ones in the whole world dealing with stuff like this...



God bless

My step son recently broke into the old school he and a mate use go to. They just had look around and cause what destruction they could. My wife and I got the intel out of them. No real harm done but could have been worse. A good mate of mine, whose partner is well educated and very well spoken. We asked her if she would play a bogus Police officer and give him a phone call. It scared the crap out of him, he could not be more apologetic, hasn't been there since either. How's that?

I was not perfect as a kid, but I never got suspended. I will admit that most of the trouble I got in wasn't my fault and I didn't deserve it. I would just look at my sister and she would start bawling like a dying calf in a thunder storm and I would get in trouble. I eventually figured out what was going on so I decided that if I was going to get in trouble for hitting her I may as well have the enjoyment of doing so. At that point she decided that the game wasn't fun any more. "He hit hard and it hurt." :D About 5 years before my dad died she finally admitted that she had been doing that (we were both adults by then).

Other than Christ who was God in human form, no great man of the bible was perfect. Abraham out of fear pushed his wife into an adulterous situation before being called by God to father the nations. Joseph was innately cocky before being humbled by trial after trial and then called to manage Egypt on behalf of Pharoah. Moses killed a man with his bare hands before being lead by God to deliver the Israelites. David committed adultery during the height of his reign as king of Israel, yet was described as a man after God's own heart. Peter denied Christ three times, but was the rock upon which Christ chose to build his church. Paul murdered Christians before he was blinded on the road to Damascus and then became one of the greatest evangelists and apostles, planting churches on multiple continents. All great men of God. All imperfect.

By the way, it does not sound like your son did anything wrong. It was an accident that you both felt bad about. You offered to make the other boy whole again. There is no condemnation in Christ Jesus.

One last point: men are by their nature aggressive, especially during youth. It is important to find a means by which they may channel this god-given aggression in a socially acceptable and constructive fashion. If King David were not aggressive he never would have taken down Goliath, nor would he have conquered Philistines to recapture the Ark of the covenant of the Lord. In a contemporary setting, one avenue for you son may be Pop Warner football. He will be able to express a healthy level of aggression in a constructive fashion, make friends, and learn the value of teamwork and discipline. And those pads do a great job of protecting the kids (there are more injuries in youth soccer than football). For a better understanding of who your son is called to be, you may consider reading Wild At Heart by John Eldridge.

God bless and good luck.

Thanks...its good to be reminded of the 'boys' in the bible too...;)

Nate is not big in sports for many reasons...but he is currently in dodge ball...about the only sports he has done so far. He did really well on his time in track today in gym, but is not on going track...the gym teacher has them do different types of sports to learn about them and try them out. Since he did so well he said he might join track next year...but Nate usually never follows through. He has a big fear of doing badly and being embarrassed. :(


SethElijah Um, yeah, my parents are always waiting for their next Elijah story. When he was a year old he stabbed his brother in the back with a pencil...his brother, Seth, was convinced that Elijah would grow up to be the devil

When we get to day care to pick him up we are braced for that days report of his escapades. One day he threw a fit about something trivial. There was only one teacher there that could get him calmed down, so she came over and spoke with him. Once he was calm she leaned over to give him a hug. He put his arms around her neck and hugged her, then yanked. She went down and had to go home for two days with a sore knee. I was mortified, mainly because I had to talk to him about this when he did the same thing to my 90 year old grandmother. He has also hit my oldest in the face with a book because he refused to read it to him, giving him a bloody nose that bled for an hour. Then there was the day he pulled a bookcase onto his face at day care...I posted about that on here last summer. This was all before he started public school. We are going to his first appointment with a behaviorist on Monday

When he started kindergarten we offered to pray over the teacher and she just giggled at us. We tried to explain that we were serious. From the getting bored and chasing the kids with scissors to correcting the teacher about things she said on previous days, he is our little challenge. They give color changes or stickers in kindergarten at his school. Mu oldest sons folder looked like a sticker factory. Elijah, well, he likes rainbows, and that is what his folder looks like.

In all seriousness, boys will be boys. Even my oldest, who is such a calm child, has his moments.

Sounds alot like Nate when he was younger...


Ascension: My step son recently broke into the old school he and a mate use go to. They just had look around and cause what destruction they could. My wife and I got the intel out of them. No real harm done but could have been worse. A good mate of mine, whose partner is well educated and very well spoken. We asked her if she would play a bogus Police officer and give him a phone call. It scared the crap out of him, he could not be more apologetic, hasn't been there since either. How's that?

Good idea you did that! Hopes it keep him out of trouble.


Cloudwalker I was not perfect as a kid, but I never got suspended. I will admit that most of the trouble I got in wasn't my fault and I didn't deserve it. I would just look at my sister and she would start bawling like a dying calf in a thunder storm and I would get in trouble. I eventually figured out what was going on so I decided that if I was going to get in trouble for hitting her I may as well have the enjoyment of doing so. At that point she decided that the game wasn't fun any more. "He hit hard and it hurt." About 5 years before my dad died she finally admitted that she had been doing that (we were both adults by then).

That sounds so much like my younger sister and I when we were kids. Only I would bribe her with candy to do things she wasn't suppose too...just to get her into trouble. I don't remember doing these things but my mom and dad eventually figured it out and I was busted big time...I guess I learned my lesson cause I didn't do it anymore...:rolleyes:

Thanks all.

God bless

Here's a couple things about me:

One day my dad came home to see a burning happy face made out of WD-40 and a lighter.

One time, my neighbor told my mom that she saw me stoking a 30 foot (no, that's not an exaggeration either) flame stretching across the driveway.

As for explosives - look into demolition and Field Engineering (military stuff). I was at one point thinking about going into the military to be a field engineer.

Here's a couple things about me:

One day my dad came home to see a burning happy face made out of WD-40 and a lighter.

One time, my neighbor told my mom that she saw me stoking a 30 foot (no, that's not an exaggeration either) flame stretching across the driveway.

As for explosives - look into demolition and Field Engineering (military stuff). I was at one point thinking about going into the military to be a field engineer.

:eek::eek::eek::o:eek:
I am starting to think my son isn't so bad after all...:lol:

You wanna trade?

I've 5 slightly used children (4 of them teenagers) at various stages of "not at all perfect" to trade for your one ... ;)

(I love my kids, I love my kids, I love my kids, I love my kids ... I do I do I do I do I do. Even though they make me crazy.)

You wanna trade?

I've 5 slightly used children (4 of them teenagers) at various stages of "not at all perfect" to trade for your one ... ;)

(I love my kids, I love my kids, I love my kids, I love my kids ... I do I do I do I do I do. Even though they make me crazy.)

:lol::lol::lol::lol:

I don't think you want Nate this morning...he threw up...I am currently taking his temp too as he feels a little warm...:cool: ugh...whatever it is I hope I don't get it! whaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I had the stomach flu really bad last fall and don't want it again!

Ehhh boys will be boys, and kids will be kids. I think you're doing a fine job with Nate, and as the saying goes, our kids are going to make it in spite of us, and because of God. ;)

When I was little, I think I was pretty good. But I did get on my parents' nerves somewhat. What I did:

Ate a bunch of live earthworms in front of my mother, worms that were meant for feeding the chickens. I was a toddler then, but I guess they bothered her more then they bothered me when I was eating them. She was quite grossed out :rolleyes:

Told my young niece (think I might have been a teenager then) horror stories about people going to sleep and never waking up again, right when she was about to go to sleep. I also told her about ghosts, and made up stories about murderers running loose in the neighborhood. I would get in trouble for doing this stuff, but at the time it was worth it. ;)

I loved to fill up the inside of the bathroom medicine cabinet with shaving cream, just because I liked seeing how it looked when it foamed up. :saint:

When I was little, I think I was pretty good. But I did get on my parents' nerves somewhat. What I did:

Ate a bunch of live earthworms in front of my mother, worms that were meant for feeding the chickens. I was a toddler then, but I guess they bothered her more then they bothered me when I was eating them. She was quite grossed out :rolleyes:

Told my young niece (think I might have been a teenager then) horror stories about people going to sleep and never waking up again, right when she was about to go to sleep. I also told her about ghosts, and made up stories about murderers running loose in the neighborhood. I would get in trouble for doing this stuff, but at the time it was worth it. ;)

I loved to fill up the inside of the bathroom medicine cabinet with shaving cream, just because I liked seeing how it looked when it foamed up. :saint:

Gee you were alot of fun as a kid! :lol::lol::lol:

Nate almost ate a worm once because some bigger kids told him he would give him money to do it. Nate was only four at the time...:rolleyes: But he chickened out...lol.

God bless

:lol::lol::lol::lol:

I don't think you want Nate this morning...he threw up...I am currently taking his temp too as he feels a little warm...:cool: ugh...whatever it is I hope I don't get it! whaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I had the stomach flu really bad last fall and don't want it again!
Just wait until he learns how to make napalm. That stuff is FUN!

Also, if he likes electricity, go to Radio Shack and get an electronics kit. My mom got me a kit and I played with it a bit. I also learned a LOT.

But yea, the pyro thing is somewhat a stage for all boys...I went through an almost worse phase with picking up anything, even a stick, and pretending it was a gun. I even went up to a guy when I didn't like when I was three, pointed the "gun" (stick) at him and shouted "BANG BANG!" My mom couldn't stop laughing, and the guy was somewhat horrorstruck. My mom thinks it was because of all the Magnum P.I. episodes she watched when I was still in the room :D:D:D
The gun thing was also a phase.

The saying "boys will be boys" is somewhat true. And you'll be amazed what you can learn from them. Like when the computer doesn't run anywhere near as what it's supposed to because of the random stuff on the computer that he might put on it. It won't necessarily be bad stuff...just random programs and games. Since my dad is horrible at computers, my mom had to learn a lot about computers just to undo some of the stuff I did there.


Soooo...the long and the short of it is that there's ALWAYS something when it comes to boys.

Just wait until he learns how to make napalm. That stuff is FUN!

Also, if he likes electricity, go to Radio Shack and get an electronics kit. My mom got me a kit and I played with it a bit. I also learned a LOT.

But yea, the pyro thing is somewhat a stage for all boys...I went through an almost worse phase with picking up anything, even a stick, and pretending it was a gun. I even went up to a guy when I didn't like when I was three, pointed the "gun" (stick) at him and shouted "BANG BANG!" My mom couldn't stop laughing, and the guy was somewhat horrorstruck. My mom thinks it was because of all the Magnum P.I. episodes she watched when I was still in the room :D:D:D
The gun thing was also a phase.

The saying "boys will be boys" is somewhat true. And you'll be amazed what you can learn from them. Like when the computer doesn't run anywhere near as what it's supposed to because of the random stuff on the computer that he might put on it. It won't necessarily be bad stuff...just random programs and games. Since my dad is horrible at computers, my mom had to learn a lot about computers just to undo some of the stuff I did there.


Soooo...the long and the short of it is that there's ALWAYS something when it comes to boys.

That reminds me Dr. Dobson has a book out about boys...forget the title right now, but he said there was a mom once that didn't want her sons to be aggressive in anyway so didn't allow any toy guns or even water guns yet one day when they were eating lunch, one 'ate' his peanut butter and jelly sandwich into the shape of a gun then started 'shooting' his brother with it. :eek::lol: While to some this seems rather appalling....the point Dr. Dobson was making is God made boys...well men..to be warriors. To fight to protect their families. All through the OT we see war after war after war going on. Alot of that is our sin nature in the wars...or just them trying to protect their families, their people from attacks from many pagan nations. The point is this is how God made men.

God bless

I was suspended from school twice and I turned out just fine ;) I have a great career, I love the Lord, I have a great husband, nice house, and a baby on the way!

I think as parents its hard to put things in perspective when they do dumb things but in the whole grand scheme of things, it dont matter! ;)

I was suspended from school for having over the counter caffine pills the first time, and having my ears pierced on school property the second. :rollseyes:

I was suspended from school twice and I turned out just fine ;) I have a great career, I love the Lord, I have a great husband, nice house, and a baby on the way!

I think as parents its hard to put things in perspective when they do dumb things but in the whole grand scheme of things, it dont matter! ;)

I was suspended from school for having over the counter caffine pills the first time, and having my ears pierced on school property the second. :rollseyes:

You wicked child! :lol: Yea I know..I get all bent out of shape when he does this stuff but in a few days its forgotten...:rolleyes: Which I am trying to remind myself of!

God bless

My son got into a fight his very first day of school with the grandson of my husband's boss...;) A few punches and they were best friends until we started homeschooling.
However, I can top that off with my own story...at 17 I ran off to get married... probably not the brightest moment in my life... but I am still married to the same guy. I do realize now that I could have waited....but young is not always smart..:blush:
Just don't forget that none of us are perfect, and nobody's child is perfect either. There has only ever been one perfect child- Jesus. Boy, wonder if Mary had it easy? At least until they took Him to be crucified...
Anyway, I know my kids aren't perfect, but neither am I....and thankfully God still loves me anyway...:pp So, don't let it get you too down, God will undoubtedly supply what you need if you have to pay for dental work...

I just remembered how my cousin and I used to play "chemists" by filling up various plastic cups with such fine things as shampoo and a host of other concoctions we found in my grandma's bathroom. Mix em up and make all sorts of things turn different colors and then label them and give them different names.

Which was all happy fun times until my grandma found all her bottles empty in the bathroom after a few days, wondering how everything got used so quickly ... and then gave us a "come to Jesus" talk about how it was going to cost an arm and a leg to have to replenish her supplies. Which made our chemist careers fizzle as quickly as they started. :rolleyes:

So you see, it's not just the boys ... :lol:

My son got into a fight his very first day of school with the grandson of my husband's boss...;) A few punches and they were best friends until we started homeschooling.
However, I can top that off with my own story...at 17 I ran off to get married... probably not the brightest moment in my life... but I am still married to the same guy. I do realize now that I could have waited....but young is not always smart..:blush:
Just don't forget that none of us are perfect, and nobody's child is perfect either. There has only ever been one perfect child- Jesus. Boy, wonder if Mary had it easy? At least until they took Him to be crucified...
Anyway, I know my kids aren't perfect, but neither am I....and thankfully God still loves me anyway...:pp So, don't let it get you too down, God will undoubtedly supply what you need if you have to pay for dental work...

Nate said this boy had his tooth fixed..something put on it to replace the missing part of it...so far no word on a bill for it.

I often wonder how Jesus was as a child...:hmm:


DaniHansen I just remembered how my cousin and I used to play "chemists" by filling up various plastic cups with such fine things as shampoo and a host of other concoctions we found in my grandma's bathroom. Mix em up and make all sorts of things turn different colors and then label them and give them different names.

Which was all happy fun times until my grandma found all her bottles empty in the bathroom after a few days, wondering how everything got used so quickly ... and then gave us a "come to Jesus" talk about how it was going to cost an arm and a leg to have to replenish her supplies. Which made our chemist careers fizzle as quickly as they started.

So you see, it's not just the boys ..

:lol::lol: Nate has done that many times before too...gone around the house and filled up a cup with all sorts of thing in which I also got after him about it...lol. Plus mixing some of these house hold items can be dangerous too. Yea kids are fun....:rolleyes: sometimes...:lol:

God bless

That reminds me Dr. Dobson has a book out about boys...forget the title right now, but he said there was a mom once that didn't want her sons to be aggressive in anyway so didn't allow any toy guns or even water guns yet one day when they were eating lunch, one 'ate' his peanut butter and jelly sandwich into the shape of a gun then started 'shooting' his brother with it. :eek::lol: While to some this seems rather appalling....the point Dr. Dobson was making is God made boys...well men..to be warriors. To fight to protect their families. All through the OT we see war after war after war going on. Alot of that is our sin nature in the wars...or just them trying to protect their families, their people from attacks from many pagan nations. The point is this is how God made men.

God bless
WOW. I never thought of it that way. I dunno, I always viewed that it is hard-wired in a boy's brain that weapons are cool.

But I still find it weird that guys play with dolls (myself included) called "action figures". I guess I never quite figured that one out.

WOW. I never thought of it that way. I dunno, I always viewed that it is hard-wired in a boy's brain that weapons are cool.

But I still find it weird that guys play with dolls (myself included) called "action figures". I guess I never quite figured that one out.

But they aren't dolls...they ARE actions figured...:lol::lol:

Boys will be boys...it's when they DO seem perfect that you should start to worry.;)

amen to that haha

I just remembered how my cousin and I used to play "chemists" by filling up various plastic cups with such fine things as shampoo and a host of other concoctions we found in my grandma's bathroom. Mix em up and make all sorts of things turn different colors and then label them and give them different names.

Which was all happy fun times until my grandma found all her bottles empty in the bathroom after a few days, wondering how everything got used so quickly ... and then gave us a "come to Jesus" talk about how it was going to cost an arm and a leg to have to replenish her supplies. Which made our chemist careers fizzle as quickly as they started. :rolleyes:

So you see, it's not just the boys ... :lol:

That is too funny...:lol:... I never got into any of the shampoo and stuff...but my baby brother was 5 years younger than me...and I used to make mud pies, cakes,cookies...mud anything...and feed it to him...:blushhap:...maybe that's why he is so down to earth...:bounce:

That is too funny...:lol:... I never got into any of the shampoo and stuff...but my baby brother was 5 years younger than me...and I used to make mud pies, cakes,cookies...mud anything...and feed it to him...:blushhap:...maybe that's why he is so down to earth...:bounce:

:lol::lol::lol: That was funny...

My sister used to make mud pies when we were kids...ewww...I didn't like getting my hands dirty and it always grossed me out to see her hands covered in mud...ewwww...

Good thing I outgrew that, cause now I love to dig in the dirt with my bare hands...lol. (well you know...to plant seeds, pull weeds..not just dig in the dirt for no apparent reason...:rolleyes:)

Hummm... my son is perfect. Obviously... apart from the occasions when he tore the radiator off the wall of a house we were renting, or the baby gates off the top of the stairs, or told a shaven and pierced breastfeeding lesbian in a bookshop that she had "lovely breasts"... for a man... or there was that occasion he got into my Dad's car, and managed to start it, and gradually trundle down the driveway screaming gleefully... We still haven't figured that one out.

All by the age of three.

Thank you, God, that he has settled down a bit!

There's more, but I'll not go public with it!

Hummm... my son is perfect. Obviously... apart from the occasions when he tore the radiator off the wall of a house we were renting, or the baby gates off the top of the stairs, or told a shaven and pierced breastfeeding lesbian in a bookshop that she had "lovely breasts"... for a man... or there was that occasion he got into my Dad's car, and managed to start it, and gradually trundle down the driveway screaming gleefully... We still haven't figured that one out.

All by the age of three.

Thank you, God, that he has settled down a bit!

There's more, but I'll not go public with it!

for a man...:rofl: That was too funny....

Poor mom!

(come on tell us the rest...we won't tell anyone else...heh)

Nate said this boy had his tooth fixed..something put on it to replace the missing part of it...so far no word on a bill for it.

I often wonder how Jesus was as a child...:hmm:


God bless


I am glad the boy had his tooth fixed...and that you have not received a bill yet..maybe the parents realize things like this will happen with children...

I have also often wondered how Jesus was as a child... I believe the Bible shows us a small piece in Luke 2...I mean when you look at Simeon and Anna at the temple when Jesus was brought as a baby...Simeon(verses 25-35) and Anna( verses 36-38) both knew who Jesus was...It says in verse 27 that Simeon came by the Spirit into the temple.. How many other people had this same experience? :hmm: We also know Elizabeth knew Mary carried our Savior...

And in Lu 2:40 And the child grew, and waxed strong in spirit, filled with wisdom: and the grace of God was upon him. I cannot imagine this did not set Him apart from the other children...I would think He seemed and acted far older than His actual years..

Then in Luke 2:41-52.. we read about Jesus staying behind and Mary and Joseph searching for Him...
Lu 2:46 -47And it came to pass, that after three days they found him in the temple, sitting in the midst of the doctors, both hearing them, and asking them questions. And all that heard him were astonished at his understanding and answers.

I cannot imagine what it might have been like to raise Jesus....If we read on, we see that Mary and joseph do not even seem to completely understand...:confused when Jesus asked them did they not know He would be about His Father's business.
Lu 2:50 And they understood not the saying which he spake unto them.

I have had moments when my children have surprised me in their Christian uderstanding and walk...but I cannot imagine the number of moments Mary and Joseph must have experienced..

I am glad the boy had his tooth fixed...and that you have not received a bill yet..maybe the parents realize things like this will happen with children...

I have also often wondered how Jesus was as a child... I believe the Bible shows us a small piece in Luke 2...I mean when you look at Simeon and Anna at the temple when Jesus was brought as a baby...Simeon(verses 25-35) and Anna( verses 36-38) both knew who Jesus was...It says in verse 27 that Simeon came by the Spirit into the temple.. How many other people had this same experience? :hmm: We also know Elizabeth knew Mary carried our Savior...

And in Lu 2:40 And the child grew, and waxed strong in spirit, filled with wisdom: and the grace of God was upon him. I cannot imagine this did not set Him apart from the other children...I would think He seemed and acted far older than His actual years..

Then in Luke 2:41-52.. we read about Jesus staying behind and Mary and Joseph searching for Him...
Lu 2:46 -47And it came to pass, that after three days they found him in the temple, sitting in the midst of the doctors, both hearing them, and asking them questions. And all that heard him were astonished at his understanding and answers.

I cannot imagine what it might have been like to raise Jesus....If we read on, we see that Mary and joseph do not even seem to completely understand...:confused when Jesus asked them did they not know He would be about His Father's business.
Lu 2:50 And they understood not the saying which he spake unto them.

I have had moments when my children have surprised me in their Christian uderstanding and walk...but I cannot imagine the number of moments Mary and Joseph must have experienced..

Oh yea, I have wondered the same thing many times about what was Jesus like as a child. :hmm: Those are some excellent verses there. :)

And yes my son surprises me about some thing too regarding his faith..! Its kind of like, how did they know this? :hmm: But its wonderful too. :)

God bless

Hummm... my son is perfect. Obviously... apart from the occasions when he tore the radiator off the wall of a house we were renting, or the baby gates off the top of the stairs, or told a shaven and pierced breastfeeding lesbian in a bookshop that she had "lovely breasts"... for a man... or there was that occasion he got into my Dad's car, and managed to start it, and gradually trundle down the driveway screaming gleefully... We still haven't figured that one out.

All by the age of three.

Thank you, God, that he has settled down a bit!

There's more, but I'll not go public with it!

That is too funny!:lol:... I know my son absolutely mortified my husband when he was about 3 or 4 years old...We were in the grocery store and ran into one of the sweetest men... my husband greatly respected this man...Well, it just so happens he is a very tall black man...a wonderful Christian man thankfully..:pray:..thank you Lord.. because my sweet curly headed little boy refused to shake this man's hand...then in his sweet voice he said...and I quote,"You're chocolater than chocolate pie!" :o...if the ground could have opened up and swallowed me...I would have greatly appreciated it...

My hubby was so embarrassed....he told my son to shake this man's hand...of course, this man was just busting out laughing...so, my son reaches out from the shopping cart... shakes the man's hand...then looks at his own hand to see if it changed...I thought my DH was going to bust a blood vessel...

To this day, that sweet man still remembers that every time he sees my son...and he just laughs...of course, he ribs my DH a little about it,too:lol:

Oh, the sweet memories...:rolleyes:

My best friend at primary school was called Norah... the first time I met her, I stopped stock still, then rubbed my index finger on her cheek and licked, thinking she was choclatey. My Mum told me that "God makes some people dark because they come from hot countries, and some people milky coloured, because they come from cold countries."

Of course, it all fell to pieces when Norah said, "but I was born here, why aren't I milkshakey?..." :lol:

My nickname after that was strawberry milkshake.

Hummm... another story. On my son's third birthday, my Dad did a lovely spread for him. We're vegan, so most of the food was okay for vegans. Apart from the chicken.

Once my son realised it was a dead bird (he'd not seen one before) he took it into the garden when no-one was looking, and buried it. When my Grandad realised what was going on in his rose bed, he was mollified by this sweet little face looking up at him, and my grabbing his hand to pray with him. "Dear God, please let this hen fly in heaven like she couldn't do on earth."

(I was somewhat bewildered... at that point I wasn't raising him Christian. I had no idea where he got this "God and heaven" stuff from!)

That is too funny!:lol:... I know my son absolutely mortified my husband when he was about 3 or 4 years old...We were in the grocery store and ran into one of the sweetest men... my husband greatly respected this man...Well, it just so happens he is a very tall black man...a wonderful Christian man thankfully..:pray:..thank you Lord.. because my sweet curly headed little boy refused to shake this man's hand...then in his sweet voice he said...and I quote,"You're chocolater than chocolate pie!" :o...if the ground could have opened up and swallowed me...I would have greatly appreciated it...

My hubby was so embarrassed....he told my son to shake this man's hand...of course, this man was just busting out laughing...so, my son reaches out from the shopping cart... shakes the man's hand...then looks at his own hand to see if it changed...I thought my DH was going to bust a blood vessel...

To this day, that sweet man still remembers that every time he sees my son...and he just laughs...of course, he ribs my DH a little about it,too:lol:

Oh, the sweet memories...:rolleyes:

:lol::lol: what a cute story.

One time when Nate about probably three we were on our way out of Kmart and a heavy set man was sitting on a bench there...Nate walked up to him and poked him in the stomach and said, 'fat man'. I was SO embarrassed! :blush:But you see he got this from a dear friend of ours that was overweight and had a stomach that stuck way out and he was constantly referring to himself as the 'fat man'...:rolleyes: He encouraged Nate to poke him in the stomach all the time! ugh...I had no idea that game would come back to haunt me one day...:rolleyes:


daughter My best friend at primary school was called Norah... the first time I met her, I stopped stock still, then rubbed my index finger on her cheek and licked, thinking she was choclatey. My Mum told me that "God makes some people dark because they come from hot countries, and some people milky coloured, because they come from cold countries."

Of course, it all fell to pieces when Norah said, "but I was born here, why aren't I milkshakey?..."

My nickname after that was strawberry milkshake.

Hummm... another story. On my son's third birthday, my Dad did a lovely spread for him. We're vegan, so most of the food was okay for vegans. Apart from the chicken.

Once my son realised it was a dead bird (he'd not seen one before) he took it into the garden when no-one was looking, and buried it. When my Grandad realised what was going on in his rose bed, he was mollified by this sweet little face looking up at him, and my grabbing his hand to pray with him. "Dear God, please let this hen fly in heaven like she couldn't do on earth."

(I was somewhat bewildered... at that point I wasn't raising him Christian. I had no idea where he got this "God and heaven" stuff from!)

lol...that is so cute. The garden story reminded me of the time I got some flowers to plant in the spring time. I had just planted this one and a few hours later Nate comes in from the back yard saying he brought me a flower..he was always bringing me flowers...he was standing there so sweet with his arm behind his back all smiles, then shows me the flower I just planted...roots and all hanging out! :eek:

I really had to watch him with this bring mom flowers thing...he would pull up my neighbors flowers! Any flower he saw he would yank right out of the ground to bring to me. I had such a hard time explaining to him he couldn't just take any flower...that those belonged to people..it was hard to do and not hurt his feelings because he took it as mom was rejecting his gift...on my...:cry:

I blame grandma for this who taught him to get dandelions and other wild flowers to bring to me...as little as he was he couldn't tell the different between a weed and a flower someone planted...but poor grandma she felt bad about that...

My best friend at primary school was called Norah... the first time I met her, I stopped stock still, then rubbed my index finger on her cheek and licked, thinking she was choclatey. My Mum told me that "God makes some people dark because they come from hot countries, and some people milky coloured, because they come from cold countries."

Of course, it all fell to pieces when Norah said, "but I was born here, why aren't I milkshakey?..." :lol:

My nickname after that was strawberry milkshake.

Hummm... another story. On my son's third birthday, my Dad did a lovely spread for him. We're vegan, so most of the food was okay for vegans. Apart from the chicken.

Once my son realised it was a dead bird (he'd not seen one before) he took it into the garden when no-one was looking, and buried it. When my Grandad realised what was going on in his rose bed, he was mollified by this sweet little face looking up at him, and my grabbing his hand to pray with him. "Dear God, please let this hen fly in heaven like she couldn't do on earth."

(I was somewhat bewildered... at that point I wasn't raising him Christian. I had no idea where he got this "God and heaven" stuff from!)

I laughed so much when I read this sweet story:lol:....at least he understood that the poor bird needed a burial...I am so glad to know I am not alone with the awe that our children understand much more than we do at times...my son is the one God used to get us going in the right direction again...he came home from school...and asked why all the other kids got to go to Sunday School...and why can't he go to Sunday School...I thank God for this...:pray:

It really can be humbling to be a parent. I was going to say something to the effect of my children are not perfect, but then I read 1:12's reply. Very fitting. The only other thing I can add is to quote my Pastor "God raised Adam and Eve". They certainly weren't perfect.
Relax. Pray for you children and stay right with the Lord yourself. That's the best protection any parent can give.

They are hellions, princesses, heathans, destructive and any other adjective that you can think of that will describe the utter devestation they place in our lives.

My advice (being the father of 5 from 12 to 19) is to give them boundaries that do not move, give them discipline that does not waver, give them sound advice that is beyond reproach and if they need it, a firm hand given with love.

But the best piece of advice I can think of is to remember, you were once their age, so they probably will never do anything you haven't done yourself, or at least thought of, because the parents curse works, and you are now infected.

Our children will grow up, prosper and have children of their own, in spite of us. Remember, all politicians are somebodys children. Lord, please help us all.

My son managed to chip a front tooth of another classmate in school yesterday ...:rolleyes: They were goofing around..it was an accident but still we both feel so bad about it. Nate just gets too rough sometimes and hurts people though he doesn't mean too. Of course I got a call from the principle..:( And I offered to pay for any dental work this boy needs done...I don't know what else I can do? I certainly don't have the money for this if he needs his tooth capped but as a parent I am responsible for the actions of my son. Last year I thought I was going to have to pay for another boy's glasses that got all bent up that my son did...but it turned out they were flexible and just needed adjusting. I am not overly worried about paying his dental bill...just sometimes I feel like everyone else's child is perfect...except mine...:(

So I need some "my kid this once' kind of stories so I will quit moping about it. Thanks...

God bless

How 'bout this one - my oldest son is built like a linebacker for the Bears. He's a gentle person (a musician and praise/worship leader) but oftentimes would get carried away playing or rough-housing and someone would get hurt because the kid just didn't know his own strength.

When he was 16, he was playing football in the backyard with his dad and brother and uncles. He tackled his dad and broke 2 of his dad's ribs.

When he was 17, again, playing football - this time at the church, the pastor tried to tackle him, they both fell, and the pastor ended up in the hospital with a cracked rib, concussion and a bruised spleen!

He's 21 now, but hasn't played backyard football since putting the pastor in the hospital.

How 'bout this one - my oldest son is built like a linebacker for the Bears. He's a gentle person (a musician and praise/worship leader) but oftentimes would get carried away playing or rough-housing and someone would get hurt because the kid just didn't know his own strength.

When he was 16, he was playing football in the backyard with his dad and brother and uncles. He tackled his dad and broke 2 of his dad's ribs.

When he was 17, again, playing football - this time at the church, the pastor tried to tackle him, they both fell, and the pastor ended up in the hospital with a cracked rib, concussion and a bruised spleen!

He's 21 now, but hasn't played backyard football since putting the pastor in the hospital.

Wow! Sounds like he needs to play Pro-football! I bet he felt terrible..

Well my son went to church summer camp and gave the youth pastor a black eye..only its not a regular black eye. He has a ring under one eye like football players put a black mark under their eyes...:rolleyes: It was still there last weekend too...doesn't seem to want to go away...the Pastor complimented Nate on doing that though..:lol: The youth pastor is a big guy built like a foot ball player. (used to play in fact). They were just wrestling and Nate's head hit him under the eye. Nate has a head like a rock! You don't ever want to get hit by his hard head! It really hurts!

My son's favorite thing to do at daycare if another child takes his toy is to grab two fist fulls of the other kids hair and head butt them untill they fall. he is 19 months old.:B

My Mom busted up a conspiracy between my older brother and sister to flush me down the toilet when I was 6 months old.

My brother and sister also took a rope, made a slip knot, and tricked me into stepping into the loop when I was about four. The rope had been thrown over the limb of an oak tree about 25 feet up. Needless to say when I stepped into the loop, they gave it a quick jerk and pulled me upside down all the way to the limb. I was hanging upside down yelling and screaming when my Mom come walking down the road. When she saw what my brother and sister had done, apparently without any forethought for the consequences, she yelled "PUT HIM DOWN NOW!!!" It scared them so bad the both promptly let go of the rope. I landed on my head. That should confirm a lot of people's suspicions on here.;)

When I was in 5th grade, I found out what happens when you mix Calcium Carbide and water together. I miscalculated the intensity of the explosion. The resulting detonation blew a 15 foot hole in my neighbors yard that is still there to this very day. It rained dirt for a solid 30 seconds.

My brother made me mad one day and I threw a dart at him and it stuck.

I may or may not have hit a previous President with a frozen waffle.

I may or may not have made national news when I hit someone for pushing me down a flight of stairs at the same presidential campaign rally.

I may or may not have out run the Secret Service agents that were chasing me.


Your kid seems to be pretty calm comparitively speaking...:lol:

Wow! Sounds like he needs to play Pro-football! I bet he felt terrible..

Well my son went to church summer camp and gave the youth pastor a black eye..only its not a regular black eye. He has a ring under one eye like football players put a black mark under their eyes...:rolleyes: It was still there last weekend too...doesn't seem to want to go away...the Pastor complimented Nate on doing that though..:lol: The youth pastor is a big guy built like a foot ball player. (used to play in fact). They were just wrestling and Nate's head hit him under the eye. Nate has a head like a rock! You don't ever want to get hit by his hard head! It really hurts!


LOL.... OUCH!!!

My son did feel terrible about hurting the pastor. We all did. Offered to pay their deductable or compensate them in some way for what happened. They never took any money, but my son did all their yardwork for free while the pastor was convalescing.

The funny thing is - the kid doesn't really like football. He'd much rather be fooling around with an instrument.

My son's favorite thing to do at daycare if another child takes his toy is to grab two fist fulls of the other kids hair and head butt them untill they fall. he is 19 months old.:B

My Mom busted up a conspiracy between my older brother and sister to flush me down the toilet when I was 6 months old.

My brother and sister also took a rope, made a slip knot, and tricked me into stepping into the loop when I was about four. The rope had been thrown over the limb of an oak tree about 25 feet up. Needless to say when I stepped into the loop, they gave it a quick jerk and pulled me upside down all the way to the limb. I was hanging upside down yelling and screaming when my Mom come walking down the road. When she saw what my brother and sister had done, apparently without any forethought for the consequences, she yelled "PUT HIM DOWN NOW!!!" It scared them so bad the both promptly let go of the rope. I landed on my head. That should confirm a lot of people's suspicions on here.;)

When I was in 5th grade, I found out what happens when you mix Calcium Carbide and water together. I miscalculated the intensity of the explosion. The resulting detonation blew a 15 foot hole in my neighbors yard that is still there to this very day. It rained dirt for a solid 30 seconds.

My brother made me mad one day and I threw a dart at him and it stuck.

I may or may not have hit a previous President with a frozen waffle.

I may or may not have made national news when I hit someone for pushing me down a flight of stairs at the same presidential campaign rally.

I may or may not have out run the Secret Service agents that were chasing me.


Your kid seems to be pretty calm comparitively speaking...:lol:

Nightmare child...and er..adult...:lol::lol: Give me your mom's address I will send her a sympathy card...;) Better watch that son of yours..;) And I never heard of these news stories..I might have to look them up...ha.


Muse: LOL.... OUCH!!!

My son did feel terrible about hurting the pastor. We all did. Offered to pay their deductable or compensate them in some way for what happened. They never took any money, but my son did all their yardwork for free while the pastor was convalescing.

The funny thing is - the kid doesn't really like football. He'd much rather be fooling around with an instrument.

Figures...huh? lol. Nate is not interested in football either but sure likes tackling people! :rolleyes:

Nightmare child...and er..adult...:lol::lol: Give me your mom's address I will send her a sympathy card...;) Better watch that son of yours..;) And I never heard of these news stories..I might have to look them up...ha.

I will see if there is footage anywhere of the events that might have or might not have occurred. Seeing how it was almost 20 years ago I doubt I will be able to find it... you know, if such events occurred in the first place.:D

It may have been falsely reported as a fight over a seat because sooo many people were trying to see the person that may or may not have been struck with a waffle that may or may not have been frozen.

I will see if there is footage anywhere of the events that might have or might not have occurred. Seeing how it was almost 20 years ago I doubt I will be able to find it... you know, if such events occurred in the first place.:D

It may have been falsely reported as a fight over a seat because sooo many people were trying to see the person that may or may not have been struck with a waffle that may or may not have been frozen.

Oh brother...(you KNOW the secret service is already watching your posts don't you?) :lol:

Three words... Statute of Limitations


:D

Three words... Statute of Limitations


:D

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