tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post6451754882987121506..comments2023-06-28T03:41:01.923-05:00Comments on Hillbilly Mansion Four: Tuesday's Child, He Ain'tHillbilly Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-32315950024794018132009-06-08T13:13:50.553-05:002009-06-08T13:13:50.553-05:00TriMarsha,
My youngest son, The Pony, was most def...TriMarsha,<br />My youngest son, The Pony, was most definitely not a Tuesday's child, either. He broke his elbow running down the hall at school. I'm still waiting for offers to put him on a school safety poster.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-88398520061954667452009-06-07T23:34:03.431-05:002009-06-07T23:34:03.431-05:00Uh oh, I think my daughter was born on a Thursday....Uh oh, I think my daughter was born on a Thursday. All I can say for sure is that it was NOT a Tuesday, bless her little uncoordinated heart. She has split her knee open in the exact same place 3 or 4 times. It's a heck of a scar for a 10 yr old.Marshamarshamarshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00540917215525819167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-62145944686978280442009-05-28T18:46:06.682-05:002009-05-28T18:46:06.682-05:00Cazzie,
I think you're right. Much like a roach, h...Cazzie,<br />I think you're right. Much like a roach, he survives every disaster.<br /><br /><br />Miss Ann,<br />At least you don't have a Sunday gay son.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-84279861733093040622009-05-28T12:35:05.941-05:002009-05-28T12:35:05.941-05:00Haha! Tim and I read that little depressing ass l...Haha! Tim and I read that little depressing ass lullabye (or whatever it is) in a book that was given to Charlie. We had never heard it before. The local news channel here does a thing called "Wednesday's Child" every Wednesday where they feature some poor child who is available for adoption, and beg people to consider taking them in. <br /><br />Now we get it.<br /><br />Charlie was born on a Saturday. So was I. I think I've worked hard for a living in the past, but don't now. No one knows what the future holds, but I hope my circumstances don't change for the worse. I suppose if-- God forbid-- something happened to Tim, Charlie and I would be living in a trailer somewhere and I'd be working my ass off to keep the lights turned on.<br /><br />I told you that song is depressing!Mommy Needs a Xanaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01807707012305893563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-89847081351767345912009-05-28T03:46:17.633-05:002009-05-28T03:46:17.633-05:00Don't cry, number one son will be fine :)Don't cry, number one son will be fine :)Cazzie!!!https://www.blogger.com/profile/13856029137337148466noreply@blogger.com