tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post7878607783824402433..comments2023-11-03T10:47:31.075-04:00Comments on Diahn Ott: Beginnings.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07836025853467638590noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-42001406853107529952009-01-17T18:43:00.000-05:002009-01-17T18:43:00.000-05:00Oh the joys and fears of letting go. I remember I ...Oh the joys and fears of letting go. I remember I did it better with the second and third child, and miserably failed with the first. It sounds like your on a new adventure in life, a new season!Desiree's Designshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047772987859831429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-64977081475330779032009-01-06T18:55:00.000-05:002009-01-06T18:55:00.000-05:00Ooooh -- it sounds scary and fun to someone who it...Ooooh -- it sounds scary and fun to someone who it used to driving everywhere, and NEVER having to ride with strangers...<BR/><BR/>That's cool. You'll have to take me when we come visit.<BR/>;-)Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18173203466820523905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-5202201227411267322009-01-06T17:01:00.000-05:002009-01-06T17:01:00.000-05:00You all are making great strides. I can see how it...You all are making great strides. I can see how it would be scary, but when I think back to my own childhood, I was riding the city bus to school by myself at the ripe old age of six. Of course dinosaurs still walked the earth then too, and kid-snatchers weren't around every corner. Y'all will be just so citified in no time!Katiejanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10703557560000189704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-12628089775976511542009-01-06T11:14:00.000-05:002009-01-06T11:14:00.000-05:00Oh my, what a touching post. How exciting to be st...Oh my, what a touching post. How exciting to be starting a new adventure with your art and homeschooling.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08559534274200050929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-13199718027206145642009-01-06T09:25:00.000-05:002009-01-06T09:25:00.000-05:00great post. i grew up on the DC metro. aye can h...great post. i grew up on the DC metro. aye can hear the "ding dong" of the doors. see the flashing floor lights on the platform notifying of a coming train! <BR/><BR/>from the sons perspective i remember the first time i rode without my dad. scared but confident. i learned much from dad, just like your boys are learning from you.<BR/><BR/>parenthood is a series of cutting the puppeteer strings. you just had a few cut. <BR/><BR/>cry and rejoice.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-39891758495835212512009-01-06T08:43:00.000-05:002009-01-06T08:43:00.000-05:00Yes, they do love their mamas. I got a text from ...Yes, they do love their mamas. I got a text from Jesse yesterday telling me just that. And good for you, boys! Way to go, city slickers.Melinda Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15674801908254491273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-5296486121313509982009-01-06T00:29:00.000-05:002009-01-06T00:29:00.000-05:00And so the BIG adventure begins!And mom, be comfor...And so the BIG adventure begins!<BR/><BR/>And mom, be comforted by the knowledge that my 6'4" 24 year old baby still visits and gives me hugs and tells me he loves me. Boys always love their mama! No matter how big they get.steviewrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14233066158555762167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14631216.post-67837105347290772342009-01-05T22:55:00.000-05:002009-01-05T22:55:00.000-05:00Ah Diahn this post touched my heart to hear you ta...Ah Diahn this post touched my heart to hear you talk about the boys growing up. It seems not so long ago my boys were their age. Now ha they are in their 30's (yikes)but I have to tell you they will always be your boys and they always call home.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00021360855817039262noreply@blogger.com