My mother tells a story about when I was a toddler. I was very quiet for too long and when she came to investigate she discovered that I had been entertaining myself with a box of pop-up tissues.
I never could figure out how my mother always knew what I was doing when I was quiet in the kitchen and she was in the other room: “Punkin’ - get away from the sugar bowl !!!”
Katie did exactly this while I was shopping in a department store. With too much to carry and deadlines to meet, I ran from the store wondering how long it would take for the management to discover her handiwork.
She entertained herself with something non-destructive. If she braided them as loosely as other kids her age I’ve known (it takes skills to do a TIGHT braid) most of the ties probably WON’T need to even be ironed. Count yourself lucky!
Once when I was being fitted for orthopedic shoes, my four year old son seemed to be playing quietly around the mirror at the back of the shoe store.A few minutes later, he came running over to me with an armload of childrens shoes, shouting “Mommy, look what I found!”The shoe store owner was very calm about it.Doc just insisted my son put all the shoes back – in their correct boxes.
At least Elizabeth stayed out of trouble braiding ties not that bad. With my son much younger was quiet I check on him and he was playing and entertaining himself playing with a door stop.
Parrots are the same way. I’ve lost more lamp cords, speaker wires and knick knacks to these little hooligans in the last 35 years than I care to admit. If it’s too quiet beware!
Kab BuchPlaying with the door stop is nothing. On the first “meet the family” with my future wife, they were amazed I could carry on two conversations at the same time (as they all did, but so did my extended family), but there was more. I discovered one of their door stops was a stoneware ocarina. I had to try it out (not good, it would only play two or three notes), but all the multiple conversations stopped when someone said, “Hey everybody, Paul is playing the door stop!” They had no idea what it was.
My grandma was babysitting my brother and fell asleep. When my parents got home they saw that he had drawn a trail on the floor from the t.v. to around the couch and out the door in crayon so the Lone Ranger could escape. Dad grabbed him and said let’s go! Mom was SO mad!!
When my hubby was a little boy, his mother and aunt took him to a department store and sat him down on a chair and told him to stay there. Hah! When they came back, the manager was just standing there watching as he unscrewed the bannister with his thumbnail.
I’ve always hated—and still do—lima beans. Once, when I was very small, at the end of dinner, my Mom was delighted to find that all the lima beans were gone from my plate! Until she poured out the undrunk milk from my glass and found where I’d put the lima beans.
My son would disappear and usually be under a clothes rack. However, once he went out into the middle of the mall to look at the decorations. I was beside myself but still had to take care of his brother. Thank goodness only one of those boys did this sort of thing. The third one was an angel.
Since Elizabeth has been talking so much about Santa Claus, it would behoove her to know that touching things that do not belong to her and making extra work for men who are working hard to feed their families is not good. It is bad.
Templo S.U.D. almost 9 years ago
better let Elizabeth stay away from John’s own tie rack
nosirrom almost 9 years ago
My mother tells a story about when I was a toddler. I was very quiet for too long and when she came to investigate she discovered that I had been entertaining myself with a box of pop-up tissues.
pelican47 almost 9 years ago
I never could figure out how my mother always knew what I was doing when I was quiet in the kitchen and she was in the other room: “Punkin’ - get away from the sugar bowl !!!”
Loves life almost 9 years ago
She could have done worse. Like unfold all the shirts or mix the shoes up. At the least they would have to iron the ties..
Atewl almost 9 years ago
Lynn’s Notes:
Katie did exactly this while I was shopping in a department store. With too much to carry and deadlines to meet, I ran from the store wondering how long it would take for the management to discover her handiwork.
Strider Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Good, I hate ties :)
UpaCoCoCreek Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Merry Christmas to you!
Keep on keepin' on almost 9 years ago
She entertained herself with something non-destructive. If she braided them as loosely as other kids her age I’ve known (it takes skills to do a TIGHT braid) most of the ties probably WON’T need to even be ironed. Count yourself lucky!
Prey almost 9 years ago
The only ties I have now are cable ties.
Linguist almost 9 years ago
I love it ! Way to do something creative with odious, superfluous, masculine totems, Elizabeth !( Can you tell I detest neckties ? )
linsonl almost 9 years ago
Ties date from the dark ages…only reason I can think of that men torture themselves with them.
ellisaana Premium Member almost 9 years ago
Once when I was being fitted for orthopedic shoes, my four year old son seemed to be playing quietly around the mirror at the back of the shoe store.A few minutes later, he came running over to me with an armload of childrens shoes, shouting “Mommy, look what I found!”The shoe store owner was very calm about it.Doc just insisted my son put all the shoes back – in their correct boxes.
kab2rb almost 9 years ago
At least Elizabeth stayed out of trouble braiding ties not that bad. With my son much younger was quiet I check on him and he was playing and entertaining himself playing with a door stop.
Sakamichi almost 9 years ago
Parrots are the same way. I’ve lost more lamp cords, speaker wires and knick knacks to these little hooligans in the last 35 years than I care to admit. If it’s too quiet beware!
hippogriff almost 9 years ago
Kab BuchPlaying with the door stop is nothing. On the first “meet the family” with my future wife, they were amazed I could carry on two conversations at the same time (as they all did, but so did my extended family), but there was more. I discovered one of their door stops was a stoneware ocarina. I had to try it out (not good, it would only play two or three notes), but all the multiple conversations stopped when someone said, “Hey everybody, Paul is playing the door stop!” They had no idea what it was.
ibjuliebk almost 9 years ago
My grandma was babysitting my brother and fell asleep. When my parents got home they saw that he had drawn a trail on the floor from the t.v. to around the couch and out the door in crayon so the Lone Ranger could escape. Dad grabbed him and said let’s go! Mom was SO mad!!
Dragoncat almost 9 years ago
As if I didn’t have enough reasons to always have a book with me at all times.
Dragoncat almost 9 years ago
Elizabeth fooled three people today…
tea62 almost 9 years ago
Quite a talented young’n, that Elizabeth!
rekam Premium Member almost 9 years ago
When my hubby was a little boy, his mother and aunt took him to a department store and sat him down on a chair and told him to stay there. Hah! When they came back, the manager was just standing there watching as he unscrewed the bannister with his thumbnail.
OldestandWisest almost 9 years ago
I’ve always hated—and still do—lima beans. Once, when I was very small, at the end of dinner, my Mom was delighted to find that all the lima beans were gone from my plate! Until she poured out the undrunk milk from my glass and found where I’d put the lima beans.
Grutzi almost 9 years ago
My son would disappear and usually be under a clothes rack. However, once he went out into the middle of the mall to look at the decorations. I was beside myself but still had to take care of his brother. Thank goodness only one of those boys did this sort of thing. The third one was an angel.
USN1977 almost 9 years ago
Since Elizabeth has been talking so much about Santa Claus, it would behoove her to know that touching things that do not belong to her and making extra work for men who are working hard to feed their families is not good. It is bad.