Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Thursday, May 12, 2011

WORKING PARENTS BRIBE KIDS



The average working parent spends over $3200 per year to make up for not spending quality time with their kids.

Half of them guilt-buy presents for their children, while a third worry they spend less time with their children than their parents did with them.

And four in ten parents spend less than seven hours per week with their kids.


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Thursday, March 24, 2011

8-YEAR OLD GIVEN BOTOX



There’s a mom in England who is doing whatever it takes so her daughter becomes famous. At only eight years old, her daughter already gets BOTOX. Mom buys the Botox and something called Restalyne over the INTERNET, says she knows exactly how much to give her. So she injects her daughter HERSELF! This girl also already gets waxed. EVERYWHERE.

WHAT DO YOU THINK??

Read more about this, here.


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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS * WITH TODDLERS



On the first day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the third day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... seven sippies spilling, six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... eight socks a-missing, seven sippies spilling, six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... nine nose a-wipings, eight socks a-missing, seven sippies spilling, six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... ten bath toys molding, nine nose a-wipings, eight socks a-missing, seven sippies spilling, six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... eleven diapers leaking, ten bath toys molding, nine nose a-wipings, eight socks a-missing, seven sippies spilling, six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my toddlers gave to me ...

... twelve tantrums peaking, eleven diapers leaking, ten bath toys molding, nine nose a-wipings, eight socks a-missing, seven sippies spilling, six trains a-breaking, five grubby fingers, four crying fits, three fresh words, two torn-up cards and a knocked-over holiday tree.


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