Sitting with a cup of coffee. (coffee lovers)

At that age....uh.... Well, nope, there is no hope. :D Unless your 5 yr old still naps....then there is the joy of nap-time, during which you really gotta nap too.

My youngest just turned 6..... We, the parents, now get to sleep....


No...just...no :th she stopped napping when she turned two. There was much weeping and gnashing of teeth that day. My four year old also does not nap, but thank you sweet baby Jesus that my almost three year old still naps! I'll take what I can get.

Napping two and a half year old and hot, black, dark roast coffee. Yussss.

Also, I'd never heard about the Jimmy Carter vs. Rabbit incident. I think thats my new favorite thing. Bunny is what my husband calls me :D and the slayer is in reference to my cat who kills all moving things. So....yes....I've lost my train of thought....
 
At that age....uh.... Well, nope, there is no hope. :D Unless your 5 yr old still naps....then there is the joy of nap-time, during which you really gotta nap too.

My youngest just turned 6..... We, the parents, now get to sleep....


No...just...no :th she stopped napping when she turned two. There was much weeping and gnashing of teeth that day. My four year old also does not nap, but thank you sweet baby Jesus that my almost three year old still naps! I'll take what I can get.

Napping two and a half year old and hot, black, dark roast coffee. Yussss.

Also, I'd never heard about the Jimmy Carter vs. Rabbit incident. I think thats my new favorite thing. Bunny is what my husband calls me :D and the slayer is in reference to my cat who kills all moving things. So....yes....I've lost my train of thought....


Well, bunnies like running down rabbit trails! :D
 
Oh, shoot, my train of thought done left the station long ago, and me not on it!
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I think Alaskan is referring to an incident during Carter's presidency, when he went fishing (press corps in attendance, of course). For some reason, a Swamp Rabbit swam toward his boat, with the evident intent of climbing in. One story had it that the rabbit was being pursued by hounds. Anyway, the rabbit seemed to be threatening the President, so he splashed water at it, and it swam away. Swamp rabbits can be rather aggressive; if this one felt threatened, it had the potential to be rather nasty. The press had a field day about President Carter being "attacked" by a rabbit.
 
Oh, shoot, my train of thought done left the station long ago, and me not on it!
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I think Alaskan is referring to an incident during Carter's presidency, when he went fishing (press corps in attendance, of course). For some reason, a Swamp Rabbit swam toward his boat, with the evident intent of climbing in. One story had it that the rabbit was being pursued by hounds. Anyway, the rabbit seemed to be threatening the President, so he splashed water at it, and it swam away. Swamp rabbits can be rather aggressive; if this one felt threatened, it had the potential to be rather nasty. The press had a field day about President Carter being "attacked" by a rabbit.
Oh yes! The Good old days.

Reminds me of Prs. Ford tripping while chewing gum....
 
Years ago, I had a friend who had several Netherland Dwarf babies that hadn't sold at Easter time, so after a while she turned them loose in her barnyard with her chickens. It was entertaining to her to see them wandering around out there; the situation stayed that way for a couple of months. Only one of the rabbits was a buck, and he happened to be white. Some rabbits can get territorial, and as he approached adulthood, he turned out to be one of them. One day, as my friend was carrying hay out to her cow, something came up from in front of her and knocked the hay out of her hands. She looked down, and between her feet was that rabbit. He bit her on the heel of one foot, and she scrambled up on a tree stump to get away from him. She yelled for her husband, who - well- let's just say he took care of the situation. But as she was telling me about it, she said, "coming up the front of me like that, I'm just glad I had that hay in my hands. That thing was going for my throat!" I nearly died trying not to laugh, because of course, I was thinking about the Monty Python rabbit.
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