tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946791109154559752.post1454035108052532539..comments2023-11-02T04:30:34.853-07:00Comments on Blessed Is The Mother Of Boys: How do you spell Nolan? P.A.C.K.R.A.T.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12429844086966714361noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946791109154559752.post-8604305512613737672009-02-08T11:23:00.000-08:002009-02-08T11:23:00.000-08:00You two are hilarious. Spence is exactly the same...You two are hilarious. Spence is exactly the same way. He keeps wrappers from candy that we picked up at a gas station on the road to somewhere cool...it's a boy thing. <BR/><BR/>At least he's dreamy in just about every other way!PRPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13328370945104401854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946791109154559752.post-51457066730866592932009-02-05T07:59:00.000-08:002009-02-05T07:59:00.000-08:00That would be a great idea...if only I hadn't alre...That would be a great idea...if only I hadn't already done that a couple years ago. He has a few "special stuff boxes" stuffed under his bed and in his closet. <BR/>I tell you it is time to purge!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12429844086966714361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1946791109154559752.post-39577147772073814032009-02-04T10:05:00.000-08:002009-02-04T10:05:00.000-08:00OK... It may be a genetic disposition. Half of the...OK... It may be a genetic disposition. Half of the things you listed sounded like cool things I would have kept as a kid. The bottom drawer of the dresser in my own room was devoted to these treasures. <BR/><BR/>When I was older (in high school), a highlight of Erik and Josh's visits to my house would be to sort through my junk drawer and choose a treasure to take home with them (carved wooden tiki? C'mon... that's cool! Green rabbit's foot? Oh boy, that's mine!).<BR/><BR/>Don't change the boy--just buy him a treasure chest to stow his fabulous loot out of sight! This way lies the path to mutual happiness...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com