tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post4202142364052992111..comments2023-11-05T02:53:30.392-08:00Comments on Figs, lavender, and cheese: Mean MommyCindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08186499647670460862noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-18002320581211410952008-02-11T12:41:00.000-08:002008-02-11T12:41:00.000-08:00Good thinking!!!!Good thinking!!!!The Mrs.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05665800276194590859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-53922088121619015462008-02-10T10:19:00.000-08:002008-02-10T10:19:00.000-08:00we don't negotiate those notes any longer.it IS HA...we don't negotiate those notes any longer.<BR/>it IS HARD, i have to add, when SOMEONE in the family is not very good at this type of thing, and thus the good modeling (and the harping and cajoling)falls to THE OTHER ONE each time.<BR/><BR/>thank you notes=great leveragegwendomamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08439664476465264089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-48670830409513288252008-02-08T09:12:00.000-08:002008-02-08T09:12:00.000-08:00I too think this is a great idea. Thank you notes ...I too think this is a great idea. Thank you notes are sadly becoming a lost art... I learned really young and it has always stuck with me. Your daughter is such a little lady!Tres Poshe Preppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12566907466810110470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-40503846843547045392008-02-08T07:06:00.000-08:002008-02-08T07:06:00.000-08:00That's hilarious...I suppose I shouldn't laugh as ...That's hilarious...I suppose I shouldn't laugh as I'm sure I'll be dealing with the same thing in a few years with my little guy!!! Come to think of it I JUST reminded my husband again to write his XMAS thank you notes.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05938638584796325768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-32122265716975044862008-02-08T06:57:00.000-08:002008-02-08T06:57:00.000-08:00This is so funny to me because when I was a kid, I...This is so funny to me because when I was a kid, I HATED writing thank you notes. I used to joke that my brother, who was the perfect child, wrote his thank you notes before he even opened his gifts.<BR/><BR/>Now I love to write them, though...I consider it professional training, being a writer and all...Can you write off stationary?KatieGirlBluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02016320685724162946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-87129011500735714852008-02-07T20:24:00.000-08:002008-02-07T20:24:00.000-08:00Good job Mama!I'm a stickler for thank you notes t...Good job Mama!<BR/><BR/>I'm a stickler for thank you notes too. There was no shortage of moaning and groaning but SB finally finished his birthday thank yous last weekend. At this point, I'm just having him fill in the gift giver's name and sign his name. I'm hoping he can do a little more each year until he's the one writing the entire note.tulipmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05907116512448724052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-157236626941037402008-02-07T18:32:00.000-08:002008-02-07T18:32:00.000-08:00I think that is a wonderful idea! I am BIG on tha...I think that is a wonderful idea! I am BIG on thank you notes. My mom learned it from her mom, so I come from a long line of note writers. I was determined to get our wedding thank you notes completed within a month of the wedding!Mrs.Preppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07417716598795374874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-66955361237806712382008-02-07T16:18:00.000-08:002008-02-07T16:18:00.000-08:00Boy #1 still has 2 to write!Boy #1 still has 2 to write!Nedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13382806908700946788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2656348557370314559.post-86125380572119157472008-02-07T15:52:00.000-08:002008-02-07T15:52:00.000-08:00those r cute thank u cardsthose r cute thank u cardsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com