tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post6534688874340846277..comments2023-10-17T02:54:55.895-05:00Comments on Concordian Sisters of Perpetual Parturition: Another awkward conversationRebekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11129136210164478753noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-60335422859551124262008-01-14T09:24:00.000-06:002008-01-14T09:24:00.000-06:00RM: Goats eyes slant the wrong way. It's CREEPY! B...RM: Goats eyes slant the wrong way. It's CREEPY! But I hear you on the dairy production. I've got this fear of blue milk? And I'd like to know what's in that stuff I'm sloshing eagerly toward the babies?Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14546489539063088564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-71172767726844259512008-01-13T14:28:00.000-06:002008-01-13T14:28:00.000-06:00EC, no kidding about that peeing-standing-up-thing...EC, no kidding about that peeing-standing-up-thing. I know you've got a daughter; but do you have any word from your SIL about when boys learn to AIM!? <BR/><BR/>I think we're on to something here--humor is important, a combination of self-deprecating (so that as we communicate the reason we're doing this, people realize we don't think of ourselves as somehow better than they are) and even zany, which just might be enough to make them think on it later. <BR/><BR/>Then too, there's the "what's-the-alternative" approach we've discussed before. I recently overheard another typical conversation of head-shaking over a family with 8 kids, and I wanted to break in and say--so, big familiies spend their money and time nurturing eternal souls for Christ instead of dabbling in all manner of mindless entertainment of the self--so, what's so bad about that again? That probably wouldn't have been the best thing to say, exactly--we'll have to work up some thought-provoking, semi-humorous/insane variation on that theme. People just don't *think* about what they're saying/doing. Lemmings! <BR/><BR/>Goats: yes, I still do long for a nice little goat or two. The boys just love 'em. But our grounds aren't quite rural enough, I don't think--and I'd want to do dairy, not meat, which means way more work than I'm interested in right now. Maybe someday...Reb. Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06827521306898397100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-27017979544572353532008-01-11T21:40:00.000-06:002008-01-11T21:40:00.000-06:00I got cornered recently too and babbled something ...I got cornered recently too and babbled something stupid and unsatisfactory. Then I thought to myself, <I>RM wouldn't have screwed that up.</I><BR/><BR/>I never know what to say. The basic concept I try to work in is, "If God offers me a gift, I'm not going to tell him no." But just as much as people short-sightedly assume that a third blue blanket is not what you're after, they <I>are</I> willing to say no to God's more troublesome gifts, and don't think anything of it. So I kind of like the semi-humorous/insane approach described above because it might stick in people's heads and prompt them to pursue the matter more seriously later. <BR/><BR/>I also like taking the missionary angle: we're doing our part to increase church membership, bring more young people into the church, make more Christians/Lutherans, etc. Just another thing so simple, obvious, and TRUE that people blow it off completely . . . .<BR/><BR/>Goats! :D Don't tell me you still want one!Rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11129136210164478753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-40110583502220676402008-01-11T16:30:00.000-06:002008-01-11T16:30:00.000-06:00We have that boy/girl mix at the moment and thus w...We have that boy/girl mix at the moment and thus win general approval from THAT sort of person, and we haven't been here long enough for people to realize that we're nuts. I think they all assume we're done, what with all the "enjoy your time with them while they're small . . .they grow up sooo fast *sigh*" commentary I get, so we'll have to wait and see what sort of horns I grow come next baby. <BR/><BR/>When the topic of HOW MANY does come up (and it does occasionally when I'm fraternizing with good Baptist homeschoolers) I usually smile, shrug, and say, "You know? I've never been very good with numbers. I'm not really sure how many I have now so why start counting?!" <BR/><BR/>Blink, blink goes the asker before she ushers her two.five (God bless them) off to the soccer field.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14546489539063088564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2566055197730422533.post-32216835971224104772008-01-11T15:23:00.000-06:002008-01-11T15:23:00.000-06:00It's funny, we get this too, even though we have j...It's funny, we get this too, even though we have just one child.<BR/><BR/>"Doesn't your husband want a boy?"<BR/><BR/>Errr, actually not. I think he was rather relieved to discover we were having a girl!<BR/><BR/>BTW, I think your answer was fine. Not preachy at the lady, but still honest.<BR/><BR/>Another good answer, and one that my SIL gives (she's a mom to 3 boys) is "Hey, I'm good at BOY. Another BOY would be FINE."<BR/><BR/>OR, how about: "Well, I think of my minions as asexual until they're tall enough to pee standing up, so their birth-gender doesn't really matter too much. BWAHAHAHA!"<BR/><BR/>Ok, I'll be quiet now.Elephantschildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14610471467736150461noreply@blogger.com