tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post6189882482269875802..comments2008-03-12T07:43:54.249-07:00carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04038972194323564240noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-90850031379197551452008-03-12T07:43:00.000-07:002008-03-12T07:43:00.000-07:00VERY extreme amounts!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08281237800161723776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-45530251535737127082008-03-09T21:34:00.000-07:002008-03-09T21:34:00.000-07:006:30?!?!?!?!? I can barely do 8am. My husband will definately be on that duty.<BR/><BR/>Good luck. Do you need that Starbucks card back? ;) too late, sorry.painted maypolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06446625015003854710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-50389235181684487202008-03-08T20:20:00.000-08:002008-03-08T20:20:00.000-08:00UGGH,,,, I am so not ready <BR/><BR/>LOL... I am going to freak out when they get older. You handle it well.OHmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12712111068636100187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-40589238345292006132008-03-05T19:02:00.000-08:002008-03-05T19:02:00.000-08:00I don't drink the coffee in the morning- but give me a diet coke- need it to do mornings. <BR/>My son is now in the 8th grade- and he just started the teenage angst. I am stressing over the highschool thing.<BR/>You sound like a great MOM and your son is going to do GREAT in middle school.Tamarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09107978473861347142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-19699551981644931442008-03-05T17:57:00.000-08:002008-03-05T17:57:00.000-08:00You just scared Me! Mine's only in afternoon Kindergarten and I'm already dreading next year when we have to get to the bus stop by 8:20. I can't even begin to think about middle school. lalalalalalala I can't hear you...<BR/><BR/>Good luck!Life As I Know Ithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09492465378321819342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-63373662430051500392008-03-05T16:38:00.000-08:002008-03-05T16:38:00.000-08:00Yeah. I'm thinking screw coffee....bust out the booze. <BR/><BR/>oy.<BR/><BR/>The future scares me. And I'm gonna be OLD when my little dude hits middle school!!Ann(ie)http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671535020245819924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-68221061112674226342008-03-05T14:48:00.000-08:002008-03-05T14:48:00.000-08:00F### that!!!<BR/><BR/>They could have at least provided liquor if they were going to drop that kind of stuff on you. <BR/><BR/>I am so glad I live in a teeny weeny drop in the bucket kind of town - with good educators.<BR/><BR/>Your post just stressed me out big time ;)Genhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12695887425584284936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-27603487871871488782008-03-05T12:38:00.000-08:002008-03-05T12:38:00.000-08:00Ummm, I'm thinking you might need something stronger than coffee for this. Once you survive this, please come back and tell the rest of us the secret!Kylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03311014761113076785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-7301526782272362242008-03-05T11:47:00.000-08:002008-03-05T11:47:00.000-08:00That's it - we're homeschooling.<BR/><BR/>Can somebody please teach me how to do math?Mrs. Chickenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-67304800051925457392008-03-05T11:34:00.000-08:002008-03-05T11:34:00.000-08:00Dude. There isn't enough coffee in all the land.<BR/><BR/>Mine is about to start high school and I'm ready to break into tears at the drop of a hat, believe me.Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07332126804455557046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-48422987144748142662008-03-05T11:02:00.000-08:002008-03-05T11:02:00.000-08:00Thank you for Paving the path to middle school. I never thought this day would come so soon.<BR/><BR/>I see lots of triple lattes in your future and maybe a valum or twoLindaJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08687579496289661550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-9509944121534350142008-03-05T08:58:00.000-08:002008-03-05T08:58:00.000-08:00Patience? Horrors.<BR/><BR/>Why didn't they just give you a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?<BR/><BR/>Well, that about encapsulates my response to too much stress. Turn on the Princess Bride and bury my head in the fire swamp sand.<BR/><BR/>Good luck with the school thang. You can do it. I find chocolate helps me to be much more patient.<BR/><BR/>Lots and lots of chocolate.Rock the Cradlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06476552972162497517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17605816.post-18939610402493512222008-03-05T07:19:00.000-08:002008-03-05T07:19:00.000-08:00GREAT post! Welcome to the world of us scared to death moms when we realize our kiddos are getting older and how scary a world they live in! You will be fine, I promise! Just keep drinking that coffee through those trying years you are fixin' to (TEXAS TERM THERE) go through! I am a coffeeaholic too by the way! <BR/><BR/>Big hug!<BR/>MetMeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02085139753211292599noreply@blogger.com