tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post5064871501661532566..comments2023-11-03T12:31:51.669+00:00Comments on Country Lite: gone but not quite forgottenMillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15967731998504496807noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-90005272836160493332008-07-13T02:35:00.000+01:002008-07-13T02:35:00.000+01:00Lovely pics of flowers in your garden Milla, and c...Lovely pics of flowers in your garden Milla, and cannot help but say..... gorgeous photo of darling Lol.<BR/><BR/>xxxCAMILLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741990891794651299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-50351650980668497072008-06-20T06:24:00.000+01:002008-06-20T06:24:00.000+01:00lovely. and funny. and reminiscent of being told a...lovely. and funny. and reminiscent of being told as a child: take that jersey off, you're making me feel hot. Or as i say to own children now: put a bloody jumper on, i feel cold just looking at you!A Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03933820566793650208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-78403586101254429282008-06-19T19:16:00.000+01:002008-06-19T19:16:00.000+01:00These flaming zip wire holidays are everywhere. We...These flaming zip wire holidays are everywhere. We have one coming up in October. Am I looking forward to it? One part says 'you bet'. The other says 'nooooooo':-)<BR/><BR/>I love Lolly:-)Lane Mathiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08147122748453850264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-58470073845968738932008-06-19T17:19:00.000+01:002008-06-19T17:19:00.000+01:00My eyes brimmed reading this, missing children can...My eyes brimmed reading this, missing children can be so painful.<BR/><BR/>Your tubs look beautiful :)Casdokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03497897393162856190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-15149621245099352052008-06-19T15:17:00.000+01:002008-06-19T15:17:00.000+01:00What a (I was going to write lovely, may still wri...What a (I was going to write lovely, may still write lovely but your style infects me and I fear that if I write lovely I shall be clobbered by some unseen hand and besides when I am so late with commenting on your blogs and so feel guilty and a bad penny the word lovely does seem a trifle patronising and glib as though I haven't bothered to read the thing properly and then again you might think that lovely was a contraction or an expansion of Lolly and this would never do so I shall just have to fine some other adjective to describe your mesmerising writing, but I can't think of anything so I will just have to duck and say....)lovely blog! FxxFenniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02377814681496294457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-10556489824331916862008-06-18T20:13:00.000+01:002008-06-18T20:13:00.000+01:00Eeeeeek know this feeling - Wildchild phoned tonig...Eeeeeek know this feeling - Wildchild phoned tonight and we were laughing about her temper tantrums caused by low blood sugar every day and the hell we all went through when she came home from school. Love them, miss them . . . let them go and love them all over again . . . but you never stop worrying.Westerwitch/Headmistresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08956764463959607416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-13077948537350749752008-06-16T22:49:00.000+01:002008-06-16T22:49:00.000+01:00Much as I whine about them, I'm never really haapy...Much as I whine about them, I'm never really haapy unless they're all in the house.the mother of this lothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04173598381711792094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-68093563824200474862008-06-16T20:42:00.000+01:002008-06-16T20:42:00.000+01:00Ah the little darlings, Milla, how do we manage wi...Ah the little darlings, Milla, how do we manage without them? Just wait and see how quickly you get back to normal.Whine and all.M :-0A Mother's Place is in the Wronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12383766405951386903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-68365514703574640682008-06-16T19:47:00.000+01:002008-06-16T19:47:00.000+01:00Its the same with grandchildren. You can miss them...Its the same with grandchildren. You can miss them like mad when they aren't there, but the moment they come bursting in through the door the peace is shattered & we realize just how peaceful it was! Strange mixture of emotions!<BR/>Love your potted plants & your garden looks lovely!Maggie Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06183886005936250976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-74055080841336560342008-06-16T13:25:00.000+01:002008-06-16T13:25:00.000+01:00I laughed at the "...a fit of the grapples..." com...I laughed at the "...a fit of the grapples..." comment too. H6 and R4 haven't been away from home overnight yet, but it can only be a matter of time... Gulp. I loved the pictures of the pots and of Lolly too.Maggie Christiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16047691937064748860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-31998721342357904922008-06-15T18:08:00.000+01:002008-06-15T18:08:00.000+01:00I can remember that lost feeling when one offsprin...I can remember that lost feeling when one offspring goes off on a school trip. A mixture of, "thank goodness for some peace and quiet" tinged with, "but I miss him so much." Daft, us Mums eh! It's always hard to let go, but let go we must. Hugs. Flick xDusty Spiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06422088766499401074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-18536650534061945162008-06-15T12:06:00.000+01:002008-06-15T12:06:00.000+01:00What's going on here - pictures?!!! Very lovely th...What's going on here - pictures?!!! Very lovely they are too Milla.<BR/><BR/>Know all about the missing them thing, even when you are quite enjoying the break. Haven't seen a thing of Tom (25) for weeks it seems and beginning to forget what he looks like - doesn't he know that a mother needs to see her 1st born once in a while just to check they are eating/sleeping/washing...? Oh ok, I am joking here but I do know where you are coming from! xxPipanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04048984447721169350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-37523471018048220372008-06-14T21:44:00.000+01:002008-06-14T21:44:00.000+01:00Isn't it interesting how once you separate them ou...Isn't it interesting how once you separate them out, behaviour improves exponentially? Divide and conquer works, it seems...Potty Mummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751869800592294891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-76737493672235064132008-06-14T17:42:00.000+01:002008-06-14T17:42:00.000+01:00I wish I could try it - just once! I am looking at...I wish I could try it - just once! I am looking at a month travelling around England with three of them, on my own!<BR/>Your blog Milla, has just given me my weight loss answer. Since I know if I stopped having a few glasses of Pinot almost every evening that would probably do the trick, I obviously need the serenity of a house minus at least one child!Expat mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17798190669591053390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-64134725908946922302008-06-13T20:06:00.000+01:002008-06-13T20:06:00.000+01:00Missing your son will not diminish, we are joined ...Missing your son will not diminish, we are joined to our children, it's an umbilical thing. Stating the obvious, sorry.<BR/>Great blog as ever Milla.Cait O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04569760764766505179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-10921374358927749002008-06-13T08:32:00.000+01:002008-06-13T08:32:00.000+01:00"... a fit of the grapples ...". Nice and very evo..."... a fit of the grapples ...". Nice and very evocative. I think it says something of my parenting style that it was usually a fit of the wipes in my case.Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03977110666035263322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-61506077191328727002008-06-13T06:05:00.000+01:002008-06-13T06:05:00.000+01:00It's coming on to Friday morning now over your way...It's coming on to Friday morning now over your way, so he must be on his way home - full of stories and changed in a way that only you will be able to see. He'll smell different too - at least mine did.Pondsidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02407539138546412482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-85091517194806612242008-06-13T00:17:00.000+01:002008-06-13T00:17:00.000+01:00Don't get me on the subject of children growing up...Don't get me on the subject of children growing up - I'll cry! I dread it. Jeremy Vine (radio 2, of course) did an item on it the other day. Lots of mixed emotions. I love my 3 and they're great together, but yes, when I have just one on her own, life is so much simpler. <BR/><BR/>Good to see that in my absence you've mastered the upload pictures button. This suits my nosiness perfectly. Nice border. Nice pots. Nice kitchen.<BR/>xCarah Bodenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11429666157453439321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-81614404642245693502008-06-12T22:49:00.000+01:002008-06-12T22:49:00.000+01:00In our house if one goes away then we all miss the...In our house if one goes away then we all miss them a bit but I do enjoy having time with the remaining one. I don't ever miss the fighting and arguing either. Also very difficult not to talk to them and say goodnight on school trips as mobiles are banned..blogthatmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12584817207287233580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-26500116858152840072008-06-12T22:21:00.000+01:002008-06-12T22:21:00.000+01:00I was with Chris on this one. Missed mine a bit b...I was with Chris on this one. Missed mine a bit but loved, loved, loved the fact that I could do something without being interrupted all the time. A week is quite long enough though, any more and they might forget you.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-46093058483849797112008-06-12T20:33:00.000+01:002008-06-12T20:33:00.000+01:00I sobbed onto my steering wheel when soz went to I...I sobbed onto my steering wheel when soz went to ITALY!! but i had to be brave and i miss nell so much even for a night jacob won't allow me to miss him its far to icky but i do, even more so now he's older and driving .. sob<BR/>C'mon ludlow sunday!!i dare youbodran...https://www.blogger.com/profile/11838798193878553386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-69870526126608183302008-06-12T20:12:00.000+01:002008-06-12T20:12:00.000+01:00I have this all to come, yet somehow I wonder how ...I have this all to come, yet somehow I wonder how I'll feel. When S and I slope away for a sly weekend without our boy, I don't miss him that much as I know he's being fed strawberries for every meal by Granny, and we're having a lovely time being grown up. But at home, alone during the day, I think I would spend a long time lying on his bed sniffing his pillow and cuddling his Mr Mole. Too tragic.Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05378174162151683519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-6988932459078865852008-06-12T20:10:00.000+01:002008-06-12T20:10:00.000+01:00Strangely, when Lucy was on her residential in IOW...Strangely, when Lucy was on her residential in IOW a couple of weeks back it wasn't me who missed her, it was Stan, her dad, he kept on and on about, where was she, what was she doing, when would she be back. I just got on with work and things.<BR/>Now this fortnight Bex is away, such a relief not to be woken every night on her return from night on th town, loud car exhausts, doors banging, not looking forward to her coming back really. BAD , BAD MOTHER!! That's me!Inthemudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12551873512058789152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-72402261712760448372008-06-12T19:54:00.000+01:002008-06-12T19:54:00.000+01:00God, 4 kids! I sometimes think I had 4 when Amy's...God, 4 kids! I sometimes think I had 4 when Amy's at her worst. Then when she's tucked up in bed, dreaming of pinching my toblerone I remember I only went through the agonising pain of labour once. I missed her when she went away for 1 night to a school residential. <BR/><BR/>CJ xxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561630962952236138.post-75320543330913739082008-06-12T17:33:00.000+01:002008-06-12T17:33:00.000+01:00by the way I think eldest left me with something t...by the way I think eldest left me with something to remind him by. yes. nits.<BR/><BR/>My mad mop of hair is currently waistlength (yes know I am too old to have such mad long hair, but it grows like chickweed and I haven't had a chance to have it shorn), it's going to be fun in the shower with the comb. sob sobDevonLifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10771725641771199612noreply@blogger.com