tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post4215508705064609194..comments2024-03-11T01:49:28.653-07:00Comments on Smacksy. : The Milk SticksLisa Page Rosenberghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-74556948117064595232013-06-30T18:13:19.487-07:002013-06-30T18:13:19.487-07:00thanks for making me cry. my little boy starts pre...thanks for making me cry. my little boy starts pre-school in just over a month, and I'm so not ready. Jessicanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-41608108734296711212013-06-13T19:46:08.090-07:002013-06-13T19:46:08.090-07:00Kindergarten graduation -- he's movin' on ...Kindergarten graduation -- he's movin' on up! I felt similarly attached to the name tag from Mooch's desk. Aw... the milk sticks. I love it when something unfamiliar becomes so normal that you don't really think of the individual words anymore. I bet the phrase "milk stick" is like that for Bob. Have a great summer. Also, if Bob's buddy is named Ferruccio and not Fiorruccio (as was previously reported) then just ignore yesterday's comment. Extra ignore it.K A B L O O E Yhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12995547356428809262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-53401430411184711482013-06-13T14:32:03.695-07:002013-06-13T14:32:03.695-07:00Thanks, The Bunny. You are my people. xoThanks, The Bunny. You are my people. xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-47811978669700959112013-06-13T14:25:09.497-07:002013-06-13T14:25:09.497-07:00Oh man. I don't even have children and you mad...Oh man. I don't even have children and you made me cry about the milk sticks!Love This Spacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06806816563175981549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-78832914863629886912013-06-13T09:04:31.180-07:002013-06-13T09:04:31.180-07:00I know, Jess. It's crazy. xoI know, Jess. It's crazy. xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-21743168532589276572013-06-13T08:52:30.586-07:002013-06-13T08:52:30.586-07:00I have a fourth grader now. It is so hard to belie...I have a fourth grader now. It is so hard to believe how quickly the time flies. xoxobernthishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05905337047538489562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-41084987157721875792013-06-13T08:22:08.299-07:002013-06-13T08:22:08.299-07:00Thanks, Greg.
xoThanks, Greg.<br />xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-14255635904384684712013-06-13T08:20:41.146-07:002013-06-13T08:20:41.146-07:00Remarkable, your very touching writing on such a s...Remarkable, your very touching writing on such a seemingly mundane thing. I enjoyed it.<br /><br />Gm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-7327223773154634302013-06-13T08:11:30.538-07:002013-06-13T08:11:30.538-07:00Oh, yes. That would do it. xoOh, yes. That would do it. xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-75076046879287523662013-06-13T08:09:29.042-07:002013-06-13T08:09:29.042-07:00Right there with you Lisa. For me it was the extra...Right there with you Lisa. For me it was the extra long hugs and "Will you come with me to my locker since it's the last day?"Ann Imighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01383249597505013239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-52183634427628679742013-06-13T07:45:20.439-07:002013-06-13T07:45:20.439-07:00Thanks, Anna. Love you xoThanks, Anna. Love you xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-65644665080569033312013-06-13T07:44:45.418-07:002013-06-13T07:44:45.418-07:00It does. How does it do that? xoIt does. How does it do that? xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-25920823756327938852013-06-13T07:44:05.886-07:002013-06-13T07:44:05.886-07:00Thanks, Joanne. xoThanks, Joanne. xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-72069164345313855842013-06-13T07:43:42.487-07:002013-06-13T07:43:42.487-07:00I believe you will, Sad, happy tears.I believe you will, Sad, happy tears.Lisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-74176263774641017812013-06-13T07:42:18.864-07:002013-06-13T07:42:18.864-07:00You bet I will! xoYou bet I will! xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-78111537578701757432013-06-13T07:41:52.667-07:002013-06-13T07:41:52.667-07:00Thanks, Sara. He's looking forward to it. xoThanks, Sara. He's looking forward to it. xoLisa Page Rosenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10959648783502475353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-91209809283795474802013-06-13T06:25:52.473-07:002013-06-13T06:25:52.473-07:00What a lovely post, Lisa. You captured it all - f...What a lovely post, Lisa. You captured it all - for all of us. (And you choked me up as well.)<br /><br />Have a wonderful, memory-filled summer!<br /><br />XOXO<br />AnnaAnna Leflerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06968276973881720329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-43955012552923052992013-06-13T06:22:52.274-07:002013-06-13T06:22:52.274-07:00This was beautiful! Hold on to all the "milk ...This was beautiful! Hold on to all the "milk sticks" through Bob's life. Today is my son's last day of 7th grade. Gulp! It goes so fast!Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13478272444205279342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-63021885741606356332013-06-13T05:47:46.745-07:002013-06-13T05:47:46.745-07:00You are allowed to cry all you want. And when you ...You are allowed to cry all you want. And when you are a grandma, it will happen all over again. That's how life goes on. Have a wonderful summer.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-40418621068201397012013-06-13T05:00:31.895-07:002013-06-13T05:00:31.895-07:00Awww. Kindergarten is a magical time. They are st...Awww. Kindergarten is a magical time. They are still so sweet and innocent. They keep that beautiful innocence for a couple more years. Enjoy the sweet time. I never cried when my son got on the bus to go to school for the first time. He was such a social kid and was so thrilled to be with others that it was an amazingly happy day. But when he "graduated" kindergarten, I needed a whole box of kleenex. It's 12th grade for him next year. I might need a Costco pallet of tissues for that graduation.Dee at Pedestrian Palatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13462948525190291080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-78397661058407872422013-06-13T04:49:30.718-07:002013-06-13T04:49:30.718-07:00It's so true- the tiny things represent all of...It's so true- the tiny things represent all of it. That humble milk stick brought your tears. I absolutely remember how such small things seem to hold the spirit of an entire phase of a child's life. <br />Now y'all have a great summer. And keep that milk stick forever.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5250366594787079147.post-89049146369573607162013-06-13T00:08:15.198-07:002013-06-13T00:08:15.198-07:00Aww thats so sweet Lisa. Just goes to show that th...Aww thats so sweet Lisa. Just goes to show that they grow up so fast.<br /><br />Hope Bob loves 1st Grade just as much as he loved Kindergarten and makes loads of new friends. xThirty Something Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16752265305266358362noreply@blogger.com