tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post8562845092495758354..comments2021-11-18T17:07:30.888+08:00Comments on Adventures of a Crazy Mumma!: The day you wished the world would swallow you up...Adventures of a Crazy Mummahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04386742452786252010noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-52274100618156629862012-03-02T12:09:43.556+08:002012-03-02T12:09:43.556+08:00I think doing that to a stranger would be worse! Y...I think doing that to a stranger would be worse! Your poor Mum.Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14903203685664038564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-73242634671123598162012-03-02T11:19:38.350+08:002012-03-02T11:19:38.350+08:00Tracy, My sister when little walked up to a large ...Tracy, My sister when little walked up to a large bellied man,poked him in the tummy and yelled "you have a fat tummy!" My Mum said she would have liked to have been swallowed up then!<br /><br />Just yesterday my nephew noticed a lady limping, and he said to my sister "that lady walks funny" i told him it wasnt funny,just different to the way he walked :) They see what they see,and express their thoughts literally!Adventures of a Crazy Mummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04386742452786252010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-3938594159296735592012-03-02T11:16:46.513+08:002012-03-02T11:16:46.513+08:00Sarah, oh no! Children for the most part are so in...Sarah, oh no! Children for the most part are so innocent,and alot of the time dont see the ramifications of their outbursts!! Glad it was a happy ending though :)Adventures of a Crazy Mummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04386742452786252010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-51470228255342879842012-03-02T11:12:55.081+08:002012-03-02T11:12:55.081+08:00Oh Dear, don't you just love those "slow&...Oh Dear, don't you just love those "slow" checkout chicks?<br /><br />My would have to be only a few weeks after I had given birth to #3 son. We were shopping and while standing at the Deli counter master then 3 started playing with me belly, after several attemps to push him away (his giggles were starting to get some on lookers) I bend down and asked him to stop. He just looked up with a checky grin and said "but Mum it's fun, your belly is wobbly like jelly" The boys (all 3) now love to call me jelly belly! <br />I could have slid right under that deli counter right then!Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14903203685664038564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-60322085704517841502012-03-02T10:48:49.985+08:002012-03-02T10:48:49.985+08:00Hmm the day we wished the world would swallow us u...Hmm the day we wished the world would swallow us up is a day we'd much rather forget!<br /><br />It was when my younger brother was only about 4 or 5, and we were heading to the airport to see my auntie off to Sydney. This was only a couple of years after 9/11 so of course airport security was very high. The exact words that were said have escaped me but my brother decided to say something very loudly about Daddy having a bomb. Well didn't that cause a fuss! Dad was promptly whisked away, swabbed, searched, questioned, the whole 9 yards! Of course, Dad didn't have a bomb or anything explosive and so was released although not too happy about the whole situation.<br /><br />And of course to top it all off, little brother sat there happily with no idea what he had said or what had happened. Ahhh to be a child again!Sarah_11https://www.blogger.com/profile/05728796252574469118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-76389532514872358562012-02-29T11:19:09.090+08:002012-02-29T11:19:09.090+08:00Haha no worries! Definitely :)Haha no worries! Definitely :)LAUREN JOVANOVIChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01710326104397393961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-34350872715450248152012-02-29T11:17:07.342+08:002012-02-29T11:17:07.342+08:00Thank you Lauren!! I remember the explosions well ...Thank you Lauren!! I remember the explosions well :) great story to tell him in the future :)Adventures of a Crazy Mummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04386742452786252010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593416158250497884.post-1098807781150159472012-02-29T10:54:52.387+08:002012-02-29T10:54:52.387+08:00Hahahaha that's gold.
Well my son is only 6 m...Hahahaha that's gold.<br /><br />Well my son is only 6 months old, so i've been saved so far from any verbal embarrassment lol.<br /><br />But I certainly haven't been spared of any poo-plosions that's for sure!<br /><br />The most recent and most embarrassing episode happened when we went to get him weighed at our local Child Health Centre.<br /><br />While I was undressing my baby so that he could be weighed and measured, he started making his famous 'poo sounds'. You know the ones - the moaning and groaning.<br /><br />My husband asked me if he was trying to do a poo, I said he couldn't be as he had just done one a few hours ago (he is bottlefed).<br /><br />The nurse laid him down on his back, with his business end facing towards her, and started to check his weight.<br /><br />Next thing we knew he was groaning and turning red and in a split second the poor lady was covered in a lovely dark green poonami.<br /><br />She looked absolutely horrified, my husband was laughing, and as I tried to hold back my laughter all I could manage to do was repeatedly apologise and attempt to clean up some of the epic mess.<br /><br />I'm sure there are PLENTY more embarrassing moments just like this (and worse) to come!<br /><br />LaurenLAUREN JOVANOVIChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01710326104397393961noreply@blogger.com