tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390135107072941772.post1174446966791867817..comments2023-07-18T05:25:45.505-07:00Comments on Livin' la vida Mommy: Do you know the muffin man?Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05506547860451599701noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390135107072941772.post-43796290810367984682005-05-31T23:50:00.000-07:002005-05-31T23:50:00.000-07:00I remember the last day of school when I was littl...I remember the last day of school when I was little. It was always a big party. I loved it. Now that I'm in college the party is always at home, but still fun.<br><br>Robert<br>http://journals.aol.com/rampage841512/MyTumultuosAdventureAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390135107072941772.post-44494112716123361892005-06-01T06:49:00.000-07:002005-06-01T06:49:00.000-07:00rofl!! I'm right there with ya... I stock up o...rofl!! I'm right there with ya... I stock up on plenty of cake mixes and frosting, too when they are on sale...lol! I still have a few weeks left until no more school..can't wait!!!!!!!!!<br><br>Robyn :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390135107072941772.post-82588744664559553402005-06-01T07:20:00.000-07:002005-06-01T07:20:00.000-07:00I will be watching for a small package in the mail...I will be watching for a small package in the mail to arrive. Approximately the size of a few cupcakes?<br><br>xoxoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-390135107072941772.post-31720441145416781512005-06-01T09:32:00.000-07:002005-06-01T09:32:00.000-07:00Although I do not comment everytime, I read your e...Although I do not comment everytime, I read your every entry. You bring back the good memories I had with growing little boys. I love your humor. I found myself asking my husband if he thought the house smelled of ass. (LOL...dog ass) Anyway, I too, used to make cupcakes for the kids at school and still have the tole platter that I put them on with my son's name taped to the bottom. The one reason I love your blog is that you don't glorify the realness of family life. You do the best you can and love your family, but you realize it isn't perfect, just real! AnneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com