tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post7927727502561722631..comments2023-06-24T09:17:17.509-05:00Comments on So... what else?: How brave are you?Sarah http://www.blogger.com/profile/14091395645226862871noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-17268936190548470922010-04-03T08:10:09.564-05:002010-04-03T08:10:09.564-05:00When Serra was about 7 she had to have 4 of her ba...When Serra was about 7 she had to have 4 of her baby teeth pulled because the adult teeth were coming in behind them. I went in the room with her to comfort her and hold her hand. About 5 seconds after the needle went into her gums to administer the novocaine, I heard the doctor say, "Wooops, there goes Mom!" and I realized I was lying on the floor. I have never been allowed in the room with her since!<br />PS: I LOVE bats. Call me next time :-)Dana McKibbage Waldbillignoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-7797531494619809352010-04-02T22:04:46.459-05:002010-04-02T22:04:46.459-05:00By far- my bravest moment is telling my husband po...By far- my bravest moment is telling my husband point blank that I wasn't sure if I loved him enough to stay married. It took really almost 3 years of me mulling it over and figuring out what/how to say it. Now that I have, nothing has changed. So it's acted as a confirmation to me. <br /><br />btw- where in Duluth are you? Because I live in Superior, WI!! :) We're neighbors!Sara Strandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02641499434694637445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-42618015670972955522010-04-02T19:06:48.653-05:002010-04-02T19:06:48.653-05:00Mom!!! Why have we never heard this story before?...Mom!!! Why have we never heard this story before??? SHEESH!!Amynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-62859995387642253502010-04-02T18:54:42.805-05:002010-04-02T18:54:42.805-05:00My mom came to the rescue when we were kids. We ha...My mom came to the rescue when we were kids. We had a bat that had entered the house when we were re-insulating the house. There was a huge hole in my bedroom ceiling opening up into the attic. Anyway, the bat found its way down the stairs and started circling our livingroom. Of course, Dad was working nights so we had to fend for ourselves...which meant that Mom called the neighbor, Gilbert Hoppe, and then she grabbed a broom. She strategically struck the bat with the broom and held it down on the floor... Meanwhile, Andy and I stood there watching her. Gilbert drove in the driveway, glanced in the window, and saw us looking down at Mom, thinking that maybe she had fainted due to the bat. He came in and laughed at the sight in the livingroom. They carefully uncovered the bat and Gilbert took it outside by its wingtips and proceded to "take care of it". I have told this story for years to my students, as it is a very good narrative...of course, the ending is always a little more PC...the bat was set free.Anne Maxwellnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-54275064074444076192010-04-02T09:31:08.794-05:002010-04-02T09:31:08.794-05:00One of my most cowardly moments was being chased a...One of my most cowardly moments was being chased around the outside of our house by Brian holding a frog.<br /><br />I hate frogs.Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05249357944184963398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-21439110036028084112010-04-01T23:07:56.960-05:002010-04-01T23:07:56.960-05:00My most cowardly moment was when you and Amy were ...My most cowardly moment was when you and Amy were toddlers and Beth was a newborn. We were up at my brother's cabin in Canada and you girls went wading in the water. You came out of the water and from your knees down you were covered with leeches. You came to me crying and screaming and I ran away from you. I yelled for dad and he ran his hands down your calves and got all the leeches off. It was gross! Not a happy moment knowing I would run away from my babies when they were in stress. I think I spent the rest of our time there in the cabin with the baby and let dad do the nature stuff.momnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4378097844019756833.post-65369931270452969202010-04-01T19:36:26.095-05:002010-04-01T19:36:26.095-05:00Most cowardly was definitely that night when I was...Most cowardly was definitely that night when I was living with you and I heard you yell "Aaaaamyyyy!!" from the kitchen and I could TOTALLY tell it was the bug yell. No way in HELL I was going to go in there. So you ran in the living room and told me there was a cockroach in the kitchen and told me to go kill it. I grabbed Sam, jumped up on the couch and said, "I have to take care of the baby!!" There was nothing you could do about that ridiculouslness except go kill the cockroach. HA HA HA!! As soon as you left the room, I stepped off the couch, tucked Sam back into his bouncy seat and continued to watch DQ....MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!Amynoreply@blogger.com