tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424150106632496784.post2404822066837009659..comments2023-10-09T05:25:51.197-07:00Comments on peace comes dropping slow: When You Don't Have the Right KeysJaeReghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07698894795201523471noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424150106632496784.post-3365842302146734502010-01-02T12:34:50.294-08:002010-01-02T12:34:50.294-08:00holy crap. period.holy crap. period.aubtobobtolobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04365359122000788503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424150106632496784.post-52243941556352970702009-12-30T21:46:41.598-08:002009-12-30T21:46:41.598-08:00I only have eyes in the back of my head when I'...I only have eyes in the back of my head when I'm in my own house - where I have an intimate knowledge of every room and what is in it.<br /><br />The moment we go anywhere else (no matter how familiar, not even the home I grew up in) all bets are off. They could be doing anything. Anywhere. Who knows.<br /><br />The only reason I feel safe letting Jenny run amok at Granny's is because I figure there are enough grownups around to compensate for my less than 100% diligent surveillance.<br /><br />My mom says that once you become a parent you spend the rest of your life trying to keep your kids alive or worrying about their livelihood.<br /><br />Such is the price for such passionate love.Mennerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12488610034621937055noreply@blogger.com