tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post6278665109244579164..comments2023-10-02T14:13:59.803+01:00Comments on The day to day life and thoughts of an artist,thinker and barstool philosopher: LookRalphhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02099161160886274555noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-61894052426902270502011-01-14T04:50:59.508+00:002011-01-14T04:50:59.508+00:00I bet you do it often enough, Ralph..you are a ver...I bet you do it often enough, Ralph..you are a very sincere person! Loved this post--keep em coming!Celeste Berginhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06791708298070342301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-47999526215641042392011-01-13T21:50:59.970+00:002011-01-13T21:50:59.970+00:00hold you dear
hold you near
tho you are far
you ar...hold you dear<br />hold you near<br />tho you are far<br />you are a starAngelStarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04985811453881823677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-12261734907360938882011-01-13T17:54:53.590+00:002011-01-13T17:54:53.590+00:00Such a great story, Ralph. When I was 3 I took a p...Such a great story, Ralph. When I was 3 I took a pair of scissors to the ancient rocking chair, family heirloom and all that. My Dad refinished that rocker at least 2 times and he always left my scissor marks there. My son, Shane was 4 and watching his Dad fix a window in our living room. He was in the way as Hubby was coming down the ladder..and just as Hubby was about to yell at the lad..Shane said "Gosh. Dad, you are so good!". No yelling that day!!Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14819844673551315071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-41562721172456258192011-01-13T14:24:31.232+00:002011-01-13T14:24:31.232+00:00A wonderful story Ralph! It was nice that you left...A wonderful story Ralph! It was nice that you left it right where it was. With our renovation I am going to have a chalkboard wall in the kitchen. Just the place for others to leave just those kinds of messages. I agree with you, we don't do it enough. Have a great day! Susan :)Suzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06626841318734250784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-56870829847743252182011-01-13T13:03:52.930+00:002011-01-13T13:03:52.930+00:00I think we all have memories like this. I laugh to...I think we all have memories like this. I laugh to myself when I think of my son at five looking up at me, great big brown eyes saying, "Mommy, I'm never going to get married so I can stay with you forever." Oh , that certainly changed!! when the hormones kicked in ... <br /> He left me in an entirely different way, but those memories will last forever..Barbra Joanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08263982645593300365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-91728807521819633882011-01-13T12:23:21.751+00:002011-01-13T12:23:21.751+00:00Reminds me of a time I arrived home from work and ...Reminds me of a time I arrived home from work and my five year old was being punished. Just look at the hole he dug alongside the trees my husband said. Did you ask him why I said.<br />Of course, I knew he was hoping a baby deer would step in the hole and he could have a pet deer. <br />If more people would take a moment to appreciate and share the moment with our youngsters we may not have so many troubled teens.<br />Good for you; when my home was sold, it too had children's crayon drawings on the walls.<br /><br />My daughter had a complete wall in her kitchen on which my granddaughter had painted her six year old version of a garden. The kitchen was painted several times but the garden remained until her 21st birthday. <br /><br />Of course, needless to say, we all miss the garden on the wall.Rubyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06097711103500084389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-47523645918908979882011-01-13T11:23:10.843+00:002011-01-13T11:23:10.843+00:00What a magnificent son you have, Ralph. And I thi...What a magnificent son you have, Ralph. And I think I'd have had to cut that wallpaper away from the walls and take it with me!Autumn Leaveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04010044052621228719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252122811035264254.post-31325816103771749862011-01-13T10:55:58.975+00:002011-01-13T10:55:58.975+00:00Aww. That's really sweet. How does your son te...Aww. That's really sweet. How does your son tell that story, now that he's older? Does he remember doing that? Those memories are more precious than any possession we could ever have, aren't they? I love this story! And the artwork!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05600673251180423439noreply@blogger.com