tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post5667243141157916681..comments2023-10-03T08:15:51.893-07:00Comments on eightcrazy: Well...it took almost 10 years!Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09327327165971954735noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-72830732026145552522009-01-12T16:46:00.000-08:002009-01-12T16:46:00.000-08:00oh my, I just heard these words a few weeks back f...oh my, I just heard these words a few weeks back from my drama queen, almost same scenario, over doing chores and homework. Mine is almost 10, another month and half to go. I never went thru this. My parents got divorced at that age and that was hard enough. I was testy 15 yr old. So what is a good way to deal with all this drama at this age??? I'll just take it that since you all grew up to be normal, that this is JUST a STAGE.heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03008113429191879981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-66938581886500945282009-01-10T18:18:00.000-08:002009-01-10T18:18:00.000-08:00hasn't happened here yet......I think there is a b...hasn't happened here yet......I think there is a blog that is titled something like "running away? Let me pack for you"<BR/>Or I suppose you could tell her that once she leaves all her stuff is donated. :)<BR/>My husband ran away.....he was much younger and he actually started walking down the street and along a busy intersection. Yikes. At least your out a ways. Good luckAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-41769045548159950602009-01-07T20:56:00.000-08:002009-01-07T20:56:00.000-08:00oh, dear. the days when it seemed like running awa...oh, dear. the days when it seemed like running away WOULD actually solve the problem! I remember that--or wishing that my REAL parents would arrive and take me home (no, I'm not even adopted...it was just 'wishful' thinking!lol!)<BR/><BR/>I think blogging about it is a good first step...and many deep breaths help too, I think ;)annaliesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11025595501225706886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-31980686997492318232009-01-07T20:26:00.000-08:002009-01-07T20:26:00.000-08:00oh shannon! yes I do think you might have your han...oh shannon! yes I do think you might have your hands full! ME to! I'm to scarred to even begin to picture my drama queen!vikkihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04811662564375393041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-14093861301545144662009-01-07T12:33:00.000-08:002009-01-07T12:33:00.000-08:00this is what scares me about having a girl. Oh, I...this is what scares me about having a girl. Oh, I ran away and sat on the curb at some point growing up too. I think it lasted 15 minutes.Julie D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08422741135790771406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-44437755631093468272009-01-07T11:07:00.000-08:002009-01-07T11:07:00.000-08:00LOL I remember doing that. My aunt (that is only...LOL I remember doing that. My aunt (that is only 5 months older than me) and I decided that we were going to run away. We just walked down the street then came back.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01206292558094774521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-77872711387947018922009-01-07T10:51:00.000-08:002009-01-07T10:51:00.000-08:00That is funny!I have also had many a moment of "I'...That is funny!<BR/>I have also had many a moment of "I'm leaving!" (meaning target, gotta love that red therapy)...although, my hubby did actually ask me once if I was coming back...and he was serious. It was one of those dark post partum, now I have two kids days. It wasn't pretty.Erynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01224461644792319333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-56666437117826935172009-01-07T09:48:00.000-08:002009-01-07T09:48:00.000-08:00oh Shannon, I'm so glad you're a few years ahead o...oh Shannon, I'm so glad you're a few years ahead of us on this whole parenting thing so I can watch and learn from all your mistakes and accomplishments! I started to threaten my mom around the age of 11 but it wasn't until I got in with the wrong kids at age 13 that I had the confidence to follow through. I left out my window to go to a party that my mom wouldn't let me go to. She found the location around 2am and picked me up drunk as a skunk! It's all about how pissed off a kid gets at her parents and what kind of people does she have access to when she is pissed off...that's what did it for me...Kellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04423407773980930777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-88994488073259553502009-01-07T09:44:00.000-08:002009-01-07T09:44:00.000-08:00I have no idea, but I'll be watching your every st...I have no idea, but I'll be watching your every step to learn from you!<BR/><BR/>My mom just showed me a note I wrote when I was about 8 telling her I was running away. I remember writing it. I don't remember why. <BR/><BR/>Oh, and Kim's comment. Ya, don't we all still do it in some form? I've had days where I've said, "I'm leaving!" Meaning of course to Target.Lee Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08820584534112722489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-41987901272935294452009-01-07T08:12:00.000-08:002009-01-07T08:12:00.000-08:00You know I have heard this one. Madi has actually...You know I have heard this one. Madi has actually wandered the sidewalk in front of my house. I did it, you did it....the good news...we turned out good. I tell Charles somedays, I'm leaving and going to Target. I have to get out of here. I still do it! LOL-Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-77577021882089843072009-01-07T04:20:00.000-08:002009-01-07T04:20:00.000-08:00My niece is ten and pulling the drama like a pro. ...My niece is ten and pulling the drama like a pro. My brother says that ten is the new 13. It's hard to think that in their mind that moment was really that awful. You want to hug them and strangle them at the same time.Carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08533846030170827115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426264311328191140.post-57592850974364590592009-01-07T03:54:00.000-08:002009-01-07T03:54:00.000-08:00My daughter once said she was running away. I jus...My daughter once said she was running away. I just looked her dead in the eyes and said "Is somebody picking you up or should I drive you somewhere? Because I love you too much for you to live somewhere that makes you this unhappy. So I will help you pack and then we'll get going. Get your stuff." That put an end to that.angie128https://www.blogger.com/profile/16417807924759499655noreply@blogger.com