tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5573015215229860870.post3785984240659956809..comments2023-08-08T03:42:51.846-07:00Comments on Adventures of the Laundry Queen: Mommy RegretThe Laundry Queenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18034433447948441389noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5573015215229860870.post-89269572930574124612009-05-14T15:36:00.000-07:002009-05-14T15:36:00.000-07:00This hits way too close to home and made me tear u...This hits way too close to home and made me tear up. I'm glad to know I'm not alone. When my kids find a good therapist as adults, they can pass the word on to yours.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03473869238296908711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5573015215229860870.post-76071293888384502552009-05-10T21:09:00.000-07:002009-05-10T21:09:00.000-07:00We all do it. Last year my daughter called sobbin...We all do it. Last year my daughter called sobbing so hard I could hardly understand her--her teacher had to take the phone and explain that I was missing the Dr. Seuss Breakfast they were having for parents. Sigh. I felt HORRIBLE!! But it just happens. And I go on because I convince myself that when they are 15 or 35, they will have COMPLETELY forgotten the whole thing.Jennifer https://www.blogger.com/profile/12948795763094052260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5573015215229860870.post-75594320301034798302009-05-09T20:59:00.000-07:002009-05-09T20:59:00.000-07:00Its sad when those moments happen more than often....Its sad when those moments happen more than often. I think they come with the territory of having a lot of things going on. again love your pictutesIdaho Bushmanshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14630924780197667505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5573015215229860870.post-22821789962470696502009-05-08T19:49:00.000-07:002009-05-08T19:49:00.000-07:00I'm sorry. I feel your pain and remorse. Post-its ...I'm sorry. I feel your pain and remorse. Post-its are my only hope these days, and still I forget things--the school called me today to pick up Max already, he had been waiting for 15 minutes while I lost track of time.Beckihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02006863256012513200noreply@blogger.com