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mardatha

Rats are far too smart to get themselves caught in traps.

jk0

mardatha wrote: »

Rats are far too smart to get themselves caught in traps.

Don't I know it.

Sometimes they even manage to lick all the peanut butter off mine without setting them off!

GreyQueen

mardatha wrote: »

Rats are far too smart to get themselves caught in traps.

Which is why pest controllers use poison bait.

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The very best thing in my life is my children and grandchildren, He Who Knows is in that mix too because they're his as well. Without them my life would be empty and although I think we'd have filled it with animals and loved them 101% the relationships we have with the girls and their families fill us with delight, are warm, loving and joyful, the two small imps of the next generation fill me with such emotional happiness, specially on days like yesterday when the Zebra child wouldn't speak other than what he said was 'Elephant'! Motherhood is not for everyone, some from choice and some unfortunately from problems. I'm a very lucky woman and my girls are my best friends!

fuddle

I hope I get to that point because at 13 and 9 my girls have me demented. I find myself having to get involved in issues such as 'you're in the wrong seat. You're supposed to sit further up because I'm last to the breakfast bar and now I can't get in'. 'well I know your game. You stand there eating your breakfast so I have to sit down first and you can have your favourite seat'. 'favourite seat? all that's different is that you can see the TV from there and mam is just watching the news'. 'mam doesn't watch the news all the time so even though my point is kinda moot now it still stands'. "Well I think you're paranoid' 'I am so not paranoid I'm clever and can see right through what your games are'. By which time I have had enough of the sodden news and have to direct each child to a seat in a fair way, that way not suitable to either child and the bickering turns into huffs and puffs of unfairness.

I had children by choice, adore my little cherubs but my patience has gone with other folks' children and only a little remain with my own... gizza dog!

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Oh yes pet, trying times and a trying age but it does eventually go and they grow up into people you like to spend time with, they even find they like each other and miss each other if life takes them to different places to live! Nell and Ruthies favourite message is from a much beloved Elbow song..... I MISS YOUR STUPID FACE! and they both send it to each other because they do!!! xxx.

VJsmum

fuddle wrote: »

I hope I get to that point because at 13 and 9 my girls have me demented. I find myself having to get involved in issues such as 'you're in the wrong seat. You're supposed to sit further up because I'm last to the breakfast bar and now I can't get in'. 'well I know your game. You stand there eating your breakfast so I have to sit down first and you can have your favourite seat'. 'favourite seat? all that's different is that you can see the TV from there and mam is just watching the news'. 'mam doesn't watch the news all the time so even though my point is kinda moot now it still stands'. "Well I think you're paranoid' 'I am so not paranoid I'm clever and can see right through what your games are'. By which time I have had enough of the sodden news and have to direct each child to a seat in a fair way, that way not suitable to either child and the bickering turns into huffs and puffs of unfairness.

I had children by choice, adore my little cherubs but my patience has gone with other folks' children and only a little remain with my own... gizza dog!

Sorry, but :rotfl: - if it makes you feel better, my two never really did a lot of that (except in the car) but then went through several years of barely speaking. Not in a 'falling out' kind of way, just in a 'nothing to say' kind of way. I 'think' they are starting to come out of it now - at 21 and 18.

Karmacat

My pest controller used Vertox, which smells like chocolate, and it worked. A whole host of rats disappeared from my loft.

As for nappies ... gak. I changed a *lot* when I was working as an au pair. Otherwise, never. I have wiped bums for a 3 year old, I was staying with a family at one stage and became an honorary auntie, but thats my lot

As far as the offspring of friends and family are concerned, teenage definitely seemed the worst time: stomachs being pumped, thieving going on, a stabbing, overnight flight to an internet stranger, all sorts. And every single one of those teenagers is gainfully employed, *well* employed, actually. Astonishing, the way they come through it!

monnagran

Ouch Fuddle. I remember those days when a vicious fight could break out over issues such as, "He looked at me!"

Girls are more mouthy, boys just punch each other.
I saw a lovely definition the other day. " A boy is noise with dirt on." Spot on. I still say that if Mother Nature delivered her children as fully fledged teenagers instead of smiley babies, the human race would have died out.

Mine are now 48 and 45 and although not particularly close, they can be civilised.

As to whether people should have children or not, that is entirely an individual choice. Some women were born to be mothers, others not. I notice that no one is claiming that they were, or were not, born to be fathers, and that is just as important.

Having adopted mine I can smugly claim not to have wilfully increased the world's population. I am however, very grateful to all who did have children as they are now grown old enough to pay the taxes that provide me with my pension, look after my health needs and generally keep the country running now that I have thrown in the towel.

It's a merry-go-round and we all play our part in keeping the music going.

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mardatha wrote: »

Rats are far too smart to get themselves caught in traps.

Not when the trap has four legs and fur.