tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post1118548558495421327..comments2024-01-23T09:42:56.561-06:00Comments on Rancid Raves : Who needs a priest when you could have a blog instead?Cagey (Kelli Oliver George)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691589813815058981noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-36834726979350162532008-04-05T19:40:00.000-05:002008-04-05T19:40:00.000-05:00Hilarious! Yes, some of the toys at our house are ...Hilarious! Yes, some of the toys at our house are really about me as well...Anjalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17469613639032593194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-67393992487899138382008-04-04T23:30:00.000-05:002008-04-04T23:30:00.000-05:00Daniel is a total Thomas freak.Fortunately for him...Daniel is a total Thomas freak.<BR/><BR/>Fortunately for him, his mother is all about quantity over quality because we don't have room for the snazzier train sets, but we do have room for the SHITLOAD of two buck Thomas and Friends cheapies we've collected from the supermarket pretty much every we go. <BR/><BR/>And this has been going on for several months now.aibeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12387110145335841794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-34159591660913265502008-04-04T18:59:00.000-05:002008-04-04T18:59:00.000-05:00Oh this sounds like a path we are headed down in t...Oh this sounds like a path we are headed down in the near future if my father has anything to do with it. All he talks about is "Alex needs this truck or this train"...Mamma Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10637507826292234461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-46466902611374209442008-04-04T18:27:00.000-05:002008-04-04T18:27:00.000-05:00Admitting you have a problem is the first step tow...Admitting you have a problem is the first step towards getting help.<BR/><BR/>:)menohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18065283682414369608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-48046163956386484752008-04-04T18:13:00.000-05:002008-04-04T18:13:00.000-05:00Yeah, my husband keeps telling me "They DON'T NEED...Yeah, my husband keeps telling me "They DON'T NEED MORE TRAINS!" But I'm the one helping them build train tracks all day!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-2921033271204890672008-04-04T16:09:00.000-05:002008-04-04T16:09:00.000-05:00Soooo, do you want my Thomas the Train track piece...Soooo, do you want my Thomas the Train track pieces that are going into the garage sale next month? Because we are over Thomas at my house. You are welcome to a big ol' box of track and extra trains, well loved. :) Also, DVDs? Want some DVDs? Seriously, I am getting rid of all of it.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10253692944143684134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7624110.post-65234002975624063992008-04-04T14:21:00.000-05:002008-04-04T14:21:00.000-05:00As I complain about the boy's obsession I can't he...As I complain about the boy's obsession I can't help but want to feed into the consumerist Thomas frenzy. While he memorizes the names and faces of all of the engines and vehicles I swoon over the hospital set and mine shaft. <BR/><BR/>The chicken cars that cluck, the apple orchard cars, and the cookie factory cars will soon be mine.girlfiendhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09480126228032447962noreply@blogger.com