tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post2146174609263498817..comments2024-01-31T10:30:47.824-08:00Comments on Life on a limb: Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium: KidsDelirioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01564398770468606675noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-15985250850556947172013-04-14T06:53:33.545-07:002013-04-14T06:53:33.545-07:00I do not believe that it is a coincidence that the...I do not believe that it is a coincidence that the adversary is focusing on women at the same time the Lord is putting more emphasis on the youth.Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14338703351752789753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-52714340844236023772013-04-13T16:33:20.103-07:002013-04-13T16:33:20.103-07:00I loved having my seven children and wish I had ha...I loved having my seven children and wish I had had more. The grandchildren are fun, too.Inklingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14173567199140492921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-65257381927716578702013-04-13T06:35:47.817-07:002013-04-13T06:35:47.817-07:00I share your disgust. I know of two women who regr...I share your disgust. I know of two women who regret having had children. just last evening I had two children visit me who are subnormal because the mother is not giving them the attention and love that they require. These two kids were loath to leave my place where they had a grand time just being children with adults who could give them the attention and love that they crave.<br /><br />I dread to think of their future unless we can do something about the mother who refuses to acknowledge that she needs counseling.Rummuserhttp://www.rummuser.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27352415.post-77390214299331119022013-04-13T01:11:12.332-07:002013-04-13T01:11:12.332-07:00I made a deliberate decision to stay home and brin...I made a deliberate decision to stay home and bring up my own daughter. Why would I hand her over to someone else? The fact that we were living in a country where bombs and bullets were the norm, made me more determined to be at the school gate each day to meet her. We learned together, had fun and became the close friends we are today. A child is a gift.Grannymarhttp://grannymar.com/blognoreply@blogger.com