tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279667973137452461.post1417347399768644301..comments2024-03-27T15:51:44.276-07:00Comments on Mom Taxi Julie: If God throws a bunny at you, you might want to duck.Julie Hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14827476441219850741noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279667973137452461.post-17794028527507143992010-03-06T20:31:30.302-08:002010-03-06T20:31:30.302-08:00I'm so glad God made angels to show us his wor...I'm so glad God made angels to show us his work! :o)Gordostylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07734230562053145980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279667973137452461.post-26290143643856581132010-03-06T15:49:02.540-08:002010-03-06T15:49:02.540-08:00She doesn't want your blog title to be a lie!
...She doesn't want your blog title to be a lie!<br /><br />Sometimes the universe does seem to be looking out for us. I'm glad it worked for you.Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279667973137452461.post-50324398184136381552010-03-06T15:20:29.982-08:002010-03-06T15:20:29.982-08:00That whole taxi drama thing made me cringe with me...That whole taxi drama thing made me cringe with memories. It's not only fresh in my memory, but it's in my future too. ACK! The whole "Mom you are ruining my life! Will you give me a ride?" thing drives me nuts. <br /><br />Maybe I'll make the next batch of kids ride the public transit bus. Eww, smart ass sarah may have more character than I hope my kids ever have. Ick, guy with his hand down his pants? <br /><br />way to drive that taxi, mama!Mary~Momathonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04005555669806678749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279667973137452461.post-12105568627118453112010-03-06T13:42:34.166-08:002010-03-06T13:42:34.166-08:00We all end up being taxis mate! It's part of ...We all end up being taxis mate! It's part of the parent contract. Sad about the bunny. But good you didn't collect it at the intersection!Chris Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03599144462630400401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2279667973137452461.post-22618463638079583792010-03-06T11:33:24.714-08:002010-03-06T11:33:24.714-08:00I asked my parents for a ride one time. My dad gav...I asked my parents for a ride one time. My dad gave me a bus schedule. SO...I learned the public bus system at age 13 while hanging out at bus stops with skeezy people and the guy who constantly had his hand down his pants and talking to the posted schedule. <br /><br />And even when I got my license? I never got to take the car. Nope. I had it for two years before my parents bought me a 1988 Ford Taurus TANK that had more temporary than permanent parts in it. My dad said I'd build "character". But I can picture my mom's face if I had asked her for a ride. heehee...Sara Strandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02641499434694637445noreply@blogger.com