tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059724129982697886.post6896058686125393179..comments2023-06-27T05:43:39.373-05:00Comments on Situation Normal: Happy Mothra DaySusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12629554497023935448noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059724129982697886.post-16388543140401812802008-05-25T20:05:00.000-05:002008-05-25T20:05:00.000-05:00http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrmiDWzGvSIhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrmiDWzGvSIAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059724129982697886.post-79339200536497624712008-05-25T20:02:00.000-05:002008-05-25T20:02:00.000-05:00The tantrum scene reminds me of this David Bowie s...The tantrum scene reminds me of this David Bowie song:<BR/><BR/>When I'm five<BR/>I will wash my face me hands all by myself<BR/>When I'm five<BR/>I will chew and spit tabacco like my grandfather jones<BR/>'cause I'm only four and five is far away<BR/><BR/>When I'm five<BR/>I will read the magazines in mummy's drawer<BR/>When I'm five<BR/>I will walk behind the soldiers in the may day parade<BR/>'cause I'm only four and grown-ups walk too fast<BR/><BR/>Yesterday was horrid day, 'cause raymond kicked my shin<BR/>And mummy says if I am good, she'll let me go to school in august<BR/>Daddy shouted loud at mummy and I dropped my toast at breakfast<BR/>And I laughed when bonzo licked my face, because it tickled<BR/>I wonder why my daddy cries and how I wish that I was nearly five<BR/><BR/>When I'm five<BR/>I will catch a butterfly and eat it and I won't be sick<BR/>When I'm five<BR/>I will jump in puddles, laugh in church and marry my mum<BR/>And I'll let my daddy do the washing-up<BR/><BR/>If I close one eye, the people on that side can't see me<BR/>I get headaches in the morning and I rode on freddie's tricycle<BR/>And everywhere was funny, when I ran down to the sweetshop<BR/>Then I fell and bleeded-up my knee and everybody soppied me<BR/><BR/>I saw a photograph of jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five<BR/>I saw a photograph of jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five<BR/>When I'm five<BR/>When I'm five<BR/>When I'm oahAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059724129982697886.post-19432459460178214862008-05-16T12:12:00.000-05:002008-05-16T12:12:00.000-05:00I love Kim's comments. I am impressed that you ar...I love Kim's comments. I am impressed that you are such a patient mama. I wonder where you learned that!Grandma Dorindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00389240225131477703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059724129982697886.post-37105555389135141212008-05-12T15:23:00.000-05:002008-05-12T15:23:00.000-05:00That tantrum cinema was sah-weet! I especially lik...That tantrum cinema was sah-weet! I especially liked it when you distracted him with a scone... and the instant he realized he'd been tricked, he got mad at himself and threw the blue coat on the ground! <BR/><BR/>Well, two more weeks of carrying him through the threshold could be an investment for when you are old and decrepit and he has to carry you over the threshold to and from your geriatrics appointments!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com