tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post8115763189080042100..comments2023-11-05T04:10:33.530-05:00Comments on Words of Wisdom from a Smart Mouth Broad: GO TEAM!Smart Mouth Broadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12157189992200894945noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-14755835549928290002009-06-16T16:26:51.086-04:002009-06-16T16:26:51.086-04:00Great stories, SMB. And isn't it payback sweet...Great stories, SMB. And isn't it payback sweet? Our kids spent years embarrassing the heck out of us, now it's our turn.<br /><br />#1 Son was an early and fluent speaker, too, and never talked baby-talk - mainly because he never heard it from me. He loved people - doctors, hairdressers, waiters, cashiers - he would chat away to them all, much to their amusement/bemusement. Then one day, Tessahttp://www.nutsandmutton.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-28499063926420433342009-06-11T15:35:15.049-04:002009-06-11T15:35:15.049-04:00Lovely! Kids just love to embarrass us don't t...Lovely! Kids just love to embarrass us don't they? <br /><br />My own worst moment was when my wife and I were visiting her sister in law, Julie. Julie's teenage child was present and we hadn't been introduced so I asked 'What's his name?' The reply was 'My daughter's name is Claire'. (She did have a short butch hair style!)TONY LETTShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02866408229170706032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-38881983793654973332009-06-05T12:07:52.502-04:002009-06-05T12:07:52.502-04:00Oh Lord. I'm living them daily with the boy S...Oh Lord. I'm living them daily with the boy SMB. Hoping someday they will be funny.Pseudohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10430783970802030846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-8405444712793525782009-06-05T00:05:18.938-04:002009-06-05T00:05:18.938-04:00DE-Well, yeah, there was that. Sorry.
PS-Too f...DE-Well, yeah, there was that. Sorry. <br /><br />PS-Too funny!<br /><br />Mona-OMG! You poor thing. The people on that beach are probably still telling that story.<br /><br />Tera-It is hard to narrow them down, isn't it?<br /><br />Movie-She's so busy, she may not be but she'll catch up eventually.<br /><br />Jan-Daughters.....gotta love 'em!<br /><br />OP-I was so mortifiedSmart Mouth Broadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12157189992200894945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-73234088772139862852009-06-04T21:28:54.155-04:002009-06-04T21:28:54.155-04:00We were recently entertaining a business associat...We were recently entertaining a business associate and his wife in our home and after dinner when we were still sitting in the dining room chatting, my 5-year-old decided he'd had enough of the grown ups talking and ignoring him. He walked up to the male guest, tapped his arm and politely asked, "excuse me, but how much longer until you leave?"Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06086740613832715808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-84684816012402017432009-06-04T19:36:46.097-04:002009-06-04T19:36:46.097-04:00Well, if ya got it flaunt it I guess. I think my ...Well, if ya got it flaunt it I guess. I think my big girl panties would be the talk of the bleachers if I did something like that. White of course... hee hee<br /><br />Di<br />The Blue Ridge GalAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-91596959741809374522009-06-04T19:27:02.713-04:002009-06-04T19:27:02.713-04:00Not ever having kids, I was forced to act like one...Not ever having kids, I was forced to act like one with my best friend who just happens to be 20 years older than I. Many years ago when I was in my 20's and she in her 40's we went into the grocery store together. I started dragging my foot behind me and hollering out, Mommy, don't leave me back here puhleeze, then I "accidentally" knocked over the display of oranges. I Crone and Bear Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17237086233125229191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-90130407020004233352009-06-04T17:41:42.465-04:002009-06-04T17:41:42.465-04:00SMB: I need $7 for my husband. I didn't think...SMB: I need $7 for my husband. I didn't think to ask for it before. Now that I know it is kosher, I'm going to go demand my fair share. <br /><br />Thank you for this informative post.Michelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15648306344915919991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-49668706102581826982009-06-04T16:46:58.210-04:002009-06-04T16:46:58.210-04:00When my oldest daughter was just a toddler and get...When my oldest daughter was just a toddler and getting into everything, including the old refrigerator, I took the hammer that was sitting on top one day and totally knocked the handle off... because I just knew if she opened that damn door one more time I was gonna kill her! <br /><br />Of course, I was totally embarrassed to tell her father why dinner wasn't ready when he got home from work.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16813508472498593787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-57225309906894843092009-06-04T09:30:34.061-04:002009-06-04T09:30:34.061-04:00LOL!!! Those are good ones! Thanks for the great...LOL!!! Those are good ones! Thanks for the great laugh this morning!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-82170670872709781302009-06-04T09:29:56.198-04:002009-06-04T09:29:56.198-04:00I was smooching a guy named Keith, but called him ...I was smooching a guy named Keith, but called him Kevin by mistake. Somehow I never heard from him again.Everyday Goddesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00486528297252417282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-19896050003963601642009-06-04T08:02:58.923-04:002009-06-04T08:02:58.923-04:00I'd imagine all the boys around loved your dau...I'd imagine all the boys around loved your daughter's statement!!!Optimistic Pessimisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03629722877426063916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-26767952356869849952009-06-04T07:49:06.613-04:002009-06-04T07:49:06.613-04:00My boys didn't embarrass me much, aside from b...My boys didn't embarrass me much, aside from both of them having a penchant for asking complete strangers for some of their soft drinks (don't ask me). Darling Daughter though? How much time do you have?Janhttp://www.janssushibar.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-87946903398647646112009-06-04T05:48:29.527-04:002009-06-04T05:48:29.527-04:00Great story. And she's reading, right?
I am n...Great story. And she's reading, right? <br />I am not up to the brain sifting required to find an embarrassing story, but I assure you, I've got a few... <br />xxxooocheatymoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06328903955238115971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-18857088389750337602009-06-04T03:05:59.844-04:002009-06-04T03:05:59.844-04:00You mean I have to pick just ONE?! I'm gonna h...You mean I have to pick just ONE?! I'm gonna have to think on that a bit. :)terahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12277367728258057592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-40103427861818942742009-06-04T02:11:25.851-04:002009-06-04T02:11:25.851-04:00It was 1953. I was wearing a one piece bathing su...It was 1953. I was wearing a one piece bathing suit with a little cord that was attached to the top in the center. My boyfriend and I were at La Jolla shores near San Diego. We were out waist deep and he was pulling me on a canvas raft with a rope handle. Suddenly a huge wave hit us, ripped the rope my boyfriend was holding right out of the raft and tumbled me over and over. When I finally Wsprsweetly Of Cottageshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17990765326246470929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-22772353186784141042009-06-04T01:09:18.241-04:002009-06-04T01:09:18.241-04:00You have me laughing uncontrollably here. . .
My ...You have me laughing uncontrollably here. . . <br />My little sister, talked the same way D1 did. She still does, none stop. When she was 18 months old, in the grocery cart, She waited for my mother to around, looking the other way, and slapped the breadman right across the butt. he turned around, BEET RED, just as my mother turned around to stare him back in the face.Sharon Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00695395104518983907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862455756732558110.post-25862086261051353342009-06-04T00:39:32.619-04:002009-06-04T00:39:32.619-04:00Daughter #1 was a delightful toddler.
Yes, she di...Daughter #1 was a delightful toddler.<br /><br />Yes, she did enjoy punching her future Uncle in the nuts. How delightful LOL!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com