Kaylee: H-how did you... g-get on...? Early: Strains the mind a bit, don't it? You think you're all alone. Maybe I come down the chimney, Kaylee. Bring presents to the good girls and boys.

'Objects In Space'


Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Cashmere - Aug 06, 2011 6:31:30 am PDT #19610 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Olivia (5) wants to call her friend Liam (also 5) to get hints for Portal 2.


beekaytee - Aug 06, 2011 6:35:10 am PDT #19611 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant

Julie, the one major thing I have learned as a mental health professional is to put my extreme need for logic on hold when necessary.

Many deficiencies cannot be understood. They can only be managed.

You may not be able to stop the questions or the verbal explosions, but you can take the expectation and anger out of it.

The reason I asked about getting someone else to talk to her is for exactly what Stephanie's mom did. If the child has the capacity to take practical advice, that attempt to give her some power might make a difference. If not, well, at least you can feel as if you did your best.

OFTEN in this life, that's all that is possible.


Steph L. - Aug 06, 2011 6:35:45 am PDT #19612 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Olivia (5) wants to call her friend Liam (also 5) to get hints for Portal 2.

Tim (45) may be calling Olivia. Well, assuming we actually get around to intalling Steam on the laptop and then buying Portal 2. Or maybe we should buy Portal first?

Seriously, though, someone on another board linked to a video of GLaDOS, and he became obsessed and hunted down all the videos he could find of GLaDOS, and now he wants to play Portal. I conveniently have a new laptop that's fast enough to play it.

So he may be begging your kid for hints.


Dana - Aug 06, 2011 6:37:21 am PDT #19613 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."

Video walkthroughs on YouTube. It's a lot easier to watch a solution than try to describe it.

"So you jump off the thing and shoot the blue gun and then bounce and then shoot the yellow gun and wait for the turret and then turn 45 degrees..."


le nubian - Aug 06, 2011 6:55:06 am PDT #19614 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

I still feel like a complete ass that apparently my mistake first thing that morning opened up the behind-the-scenes mocking and then I was off with another school group (like watching an alien species, David Attenbourough should have been narrating!) and didn't find out until the kids had left for the weekend.

You know what? Don't beat yourself up about it. You asked for help, recognized there was a problem and want to take action to rectify the situation. That's about all we can ask in day to day living.

BTW, if she asks you that question again (about odors and showering), you might just say: "perhaps we can talk about that privately?" and at your soonest opportunity, talk to her about it.

If she is just hitting puberty, this might just be her way of wanting to talk about changes to her body and maybe her mother needs to know that she needs to have a "talk."


DavidS - Aug 06, 2011 8:08:11 am PDT #19615 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Happy 100th Birthday Lucy!

Today's Google logo is pretty cool.


Tom Scola - Aug 06, 2011 8:35:03 am PDT #19616 of 30001
hwæt

HAPPY SCRAPPY DAY!


beekaytee - Aug 06, 2011 8:35:41 am PDT #19617 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant

Happy birthday, Scrappy, the wise.


§ ita § - Aug 06, 2011 8:58:50 am PDT #19618 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Happy birthday, Scrappy.

Well, my lips are slicked up. Off to get gas, see a movie, and buy groceries.


Jesse - Aug 06, 2011 9:04:27 am PDT #19619 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Happy birthday, Scrappy!

It is muggy as shit here, and I gave myself stupid blisters walking to and from dim sum. In short: maybe another shower.