Comments on: HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/ Red Hot Reads Sun, 12 Feb 2012 00:40:37 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Joanne Rock http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11260 Joanne Rock Tue, 11 May 2010 14:38:48 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11260 So sweet... what a blessing for both of you to have that relationship go so smoothly. So sweet… what a blessing for both of you to have that relationship go so smoothly.

]]> By: Nicole S http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11241 Nicole S Sun, 09 May 2010 22:45:28 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11241 Happy Mother's day! My "babies" are the four legged kind, and to me they're my babies. Patsy what a beautiful story you shared! Happy Mother’s day! My “babies” are the four legged kind, and to me they’re my babies.

Patsy what a beautiful story you shared!

]]> By: Heather MacAllister http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11239 Heather MacAllister Sun, 09 May 2010 20:23:44 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11239 Patsy, that says a lot about your style of mothering. (*) I'm looking at my all-time favorite mother's day card. It's a photo in which one of my sons is writing "Happy Mother's Day!" in green magic marker on his younger brother's stomach. Patsy, that says a lot about your style of mothering. (*)

I’m looking at my all-time favorite mother’s day card. It’s a photo in which one of my sons is writing “Happy Mother’s Day!” in green magic marker on his younger brother’s stomach.

]]> By: katie http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11235 katie Sun, 09 May 2010 14:44:56 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11235 That's an awesome story, Patsy. I am not like the other mothers, either, Jennifer. People sometimes don't realize what my life is like (it's hard to explain). I love it, craziness and all. Being a mother has given me so many life lessons, plus I get the best 'payments' in hugs and kisses. That’s an awesome story, Patsy.

I am not like the other mothers, either, Jennifer. People sometimes don’t realize what my life is like (it’s hard to explain). I love it, craziness and all. Being a mother has given me so many life lessons, plus I get the best ‘payments’ in hugs and kisses.

]]> By: Patsy Roberts http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11234 Patsy Roberts Sun, 09 May 2010 14:32:12 +0000 http://blazeauthors.com/blog/2010/05/09/happy-mothers-day/#comment-11234 (U) Mine isn't so goofy but heart warming. I met my step daughter when she was nine years old. A few years ago (keep in mind now she is 29) she told me that when I moved in with her dad he had told her my daughter (at the time 18 months old) and I were going to stay with him for a while till we found our own place because my room mate at the time had moved out while I was at work never saying a thing to me about it. What is so funny is Chris and I were moving in together permanently and he didn't know how she would feel about it. She told me that every time she came to her dad's house for his weekend she prayed that we would still be there because I always made sure there was lots to eat and we had fun and I took her shopping and treated her no different than I treated my own daughter. I was so touched that she prayed that wouldn't leave before she saw us again. (U) (U) Mine isn’t so goofy but heart warming. I met my step daughter when she was nine years old. A few years ago (keep in mind now she is 29) she told me that when I moved in with her dad he had told her my daughter (at the time 18 months old) and I were going to stay with him for a while till we found our own place because my room mate at the time had moved out while I was at work never saying a thing to me about it.
What is so funny is Chris and I were moving in together permanently and he didn’t know how she would feel about it. She told me that every time she came to her dad’s house for his weekend she prayed that we would still be there because I always made sure there was lots to eat and we had fun and I took her shopping and treated her no different than I treated my own daughter.
I was so touched that she prayed that wouldn’t leave before she saw us again. (U)

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