<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639</id><updated>2024-09-13T08:54:07.789-04:00</updated><category term="Dad"/><category term="Daughter"/><category term="Son"/><category term="Mom"/><category term="Gramma"/><category term="Dog"/><category term="Cat"/><category term="Niece"/><category term="Aunt"/><category term="Uncle"/><title type='text'>x - Parent Madness</title><subtitle type='html'>Crazy and funny quotes from kids and parents.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>288</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-3727624879331642198</id><published>2015-04-29T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-28T10:00:03.608-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>As we are walking in a marshy park in the middle of the woods, admiring the beautiful nature scenes, my son says: &quot;Dad, do you have a non-favorite type of cheese?&quot;</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3727624879331642198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/as-we-are-walking-in-marshy-park-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/3727624879331642198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/3727624879331642198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/as-we-are-walking-in-marshy-park-in.html' title='As we are walking in a marshy park in the middle of the woods, admiring the beautiful nature scenes, my son says: &quot;Dad, do you have a non-favorite type of cheese?&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-8982127599655642918</id><published>2015-04-22T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-27T08:58:46.288-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Me: I am a gracious benefactor... Son: Did you know that gracious means good, and bene in benefactor comes from the latin word for &quot;good&quot;? Me: ..................... I love my kid&#39;s teachers. </title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8982127599655642918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/me-i-am-gracious-benefactor-son-did-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8982127599655642918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8982127599655642918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/me-i-am-gracious-benefactor-son-did-you.html' title='Me: I am a gracious benefactor... Son: Did you know that gracious means good, and bene in benefactor comes from the latin word for &quot;good&quot;? Me: ..................... I love my kid&#39;s teachers. '/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-8381182460784719069</id><published>2015-04-15T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-25T09:54:31.882-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>After a week camping, our son was walking around wearing three hats and three sets of gloves to battle the AC.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8381182460784719069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/after-week-camping-our-son-was-walking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8381182460784719069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8381182460784719069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/after-week-camping-our-son-was-walking.html' title='After a week camping, our son was walking around wearing three hats and three sets of gloves to battle the AC.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-1959499084972816466</id><published>2015-04-08T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-22T08:21:51.918-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>My son just pulled his pants down and peed in the grass today after soccer practice.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1959499084972816466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/my-son-just-pulled-his-pants-down-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/1959499084972816466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/1959499084972816466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/my-son-just-pulled-his-pants-down-and.html' title='My son just pulled his pants down and peed in the grass today after soccer practice.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-7604134971924733628</id><published>2015-04-01T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-21T15:50:18.934-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><title type='text'>If a muffin has frosting, chocolate chips and pudding filling, it is still a muffin?</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7604134971924733628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/if-muffin-has-frosting-chocolate-chips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/7604134971924733628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/7604134971924733628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/04/if-muffin-has-frosting-chocolate-chips.html' title='If a muffin has frosting, chocolate chips and pudding filling, it is still a muffin?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-4976300021779904302</id><published>2015-03-25T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-19T08:32:12.338-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Me: Son, why do you keep flushing the toilet? Son: I&#39;m dumping my cereal down the drain.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4976300021779904302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/me-son-why-do-you-keep-flushing-toilet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/4976300021779904302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/4976300021779904302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/me-son-why-do-you-keep-flushing-toilet.html' title='Me: Son, why do you keep flushing the toilet? Son: I&#39;m dumping my cereal down the drain.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-1089668554075624893</id><published>2015-03-18T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-18T14:15:18.612-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Son: Dad. Dad. Dad dad dad dad. DAAADDD. Dad dad dad. Dad!!! Me: WHAT. Son: Um... I forget.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1089668554075624893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/son-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-daaaddd-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/1089668554075624893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/1089668554075624893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/son-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-daaaddd-dad.html' title='Son: Dad. Dad. Dad dad dad dad. DAAADDD. Dad dad dad. Dad!!! Me: WHAT. Son: Um... I forget.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-1261524729238290271</id><published>2015-03-11T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-09-15T08:50:38.230-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daughter"/><title type='text'>Daughter just said I am the &quot;Laundry Monster&quot; when I come into their rooms late at night, bones cracking when I walk, and with a THUD the laundry basket is dropped on the floor. Then there is a loud sigh and I creak and pop out the door.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1261524729238290271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/daughter-just-said-i-am-laundry-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/1261524729238290271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/1261524729238290271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/daughter-just-said-i-am-laundry-monster.html' title='Daughter just said I am the &quot;Laundry Monster&quot; when I come into their rooms late at night, bones cracking when I walk, and with a THUD the laundry basket is dropped on the floor. Then there is a loud sigh and I creak and pop out the door.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-8244171224889220008</id><published>2015-03-04T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2017-09-14T10:03:53.632-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><title type='text'>A bird pooped on the handle of my mailbox.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8244171224889220008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/a-bird-pooped-on-handle-of-my-mailbox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8244171224889220008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8244171224889220008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/03/a-bird-pooped-on-handle-of-my-mailbox.html' title='A bird pooped on the handle of my mailbox.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-2137427231425306369</id><published>2015-02-25T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2017-09-13T09:44:20.705-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>My son has spent the last few minutes yelling &quot;Luuuuke I am your faaaaatherrrr&quot; into the fan. So proud.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2137427231425306369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/my-son-has-spent-last-few-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/2137427231425306369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/2137427231425306369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/my-son-has-spent-last-few-minutes.html' title='My son has spent the last few minutes yelling &quot;Luuuuke I am your faaaaatherrrr&quot; into the fan. So proud.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-730755982094705299</id><published>2015-02-18T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2017-09-12T07:27:11.994-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Life can be awesome, and just a piece of poop at the same time. (found in my son&#39;s school journal)</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/730755982094705299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/life-can-be-awesome-and-just-piece-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/730755982094705299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/730755982094705299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/life-can-be-awesome-and-just-piece-of.html' title='Life can be awesome, and just a piece of poop at the same time. (found in my son&#39;s school journal)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-356190454063313772</id><published>2015-02-11T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2017-09-11T08:32:38.502-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daughter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Kids are upstairs supposed to be going to bed, but they are running around, laughing, slamming doors and yelling. I yell up &quot;WHAT IS GOING ON???? Son says &quot;Well, we were getting our pjs on and then older sister did the Wuxi Finger Hold on little brother and sent him back to the spirit world.&quot;</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/356190454063313772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/kids-are-upstairs-supposed-to-be-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/356190454063313772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/356190454063313772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/kids-are-upstairs-supposed-to-be-going.html' title='Kids are upstairs supposed to be going to bed, but they are running around, laughing, slamming doors and yelling. I yell up &quot;WHAT IS GOING ON???? Son says &quot;Well, we were getting our pjs on and then older sister did the Wuxi Finger Hold on little brother and sent him back to the spirit world.&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-6589664294418539536</id><published>2015-02-04T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2017-09-08T08:53:28.441-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Found a toothbrush stuck in the vacuum cleaner today.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6589664294418539536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/found-toothbrush-stuck-in-vacuum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6589664294418539536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6589664294418539536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/02/found-toothbrush-stuck-in-vacuum.html' title='Found a toothbrush stuck in the vacuum cleaner today.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-8383507004014250503</id><published>2015-01-28T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2017-09-07T09:15:54.895-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><title type='text'>When you dunk your cookie in your coffee and a big chunk of it falls in, it&#39;s kind of a happy sad moment.  Sad because your cookie just broke off, but happy because you know at the end of your cup of coffee there will be a coffee soaked mushy cookie.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8383507004014250503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/when-you-dunk-your-cookie-in-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8383507004014250503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8383507004014250503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/when-you-dunk-your-cookie-in-your.html' title='When you dunk your cookie in your coffee and a big chunk of it falls in, it&#39;s kind of a happy sad moment.  Sad because your cookie just broke off, but happy because you know at the end of your cup of coffee there will be a coffee soaked mushy cookie.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-4434266289517919370</id><published>2015-01-21T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-09-15T09:23:18.071-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>I was trying to scare my sons while we were walking in the dark, so I said &quot;You really have to watch out for alligators.&quot; My other son said &quot;No, sharks are way scarier.&quot; and my youngest said &quot;NO you really have to watch out for hammer head sharks because they will HAMMER you if you&#39;re not looking.&quot;</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4434266289517919370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/i-was-trying-to-scare-my-sons-while-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/4434266289517919370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/4434266289517919370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/i-was-trying-to-scare-my-sons-while-we.html' title='I was trying to scare my sons while we were walking in the dark, so I said &quot;You really have to watch out for alligators.&quot; My other son said &quot;No, sharks are way scarier.&quot; and my youngest said &quot;NO you really have to watch out for hammer head sharks because they will HAMMER you if you&#39;re not looking.&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-3689213100328973996</id><published>2015-01-14T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-09-15T09:21:58.312-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Today at bedtime prayers we siad thank you for basketball and sledding and hot cocoa and video games and legos and pizza. One son said it was about the best day ever. The other said thank you for his new band aid.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3689213100328973996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/today-at-bedtime-prayers-we-siad-thank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/3689213100328973996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/3689213100328973996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/today-at-bedtime-prayers-we-siad-thank.html' title='Today at bedtime prayers we siad thank you for basketball and sledding and hot cocoa and video games and legos and pizza. One son said it was about the best day ever. The other said thank you for his new band aid.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-6812374004799019434</id><published>2015-01-07T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-08-20T22:39:55.394-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Waking up my son this morning and the first words out of his mouth are &quot;Dad what do you multiply 2 by to get 117?&quot;</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6812374004799019434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/waking-up-my-son-this-morning-and-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6812374004799019434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6812374004799019434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2015/01/waking-up-my-son-this-morning-and-first.html' title='Waking up my son this morning and the first words out of his mouth are &quot;Dad what do you multiply 2 by to get 117?&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-6881474071739514587</id><published>2014-12-31T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-06-27T22:57:52.544-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daughter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>I wonder how many more years I&#39;ll still be carrying sleeping kids upstairs.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6881474071739514587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/i-wonder-how-many-more-years-ill-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6881474071739514587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6881474071739514587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/i-wonder-how-many-more-years-ill-still.html' title='I wonder how many more years I&#39;ll still be carrying sleeping kids upstairs.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-8764603964618090402</id><published>2014-12-24T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-06-27T22:29:31.768-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>My son declared himself the King, and was placed in charge of making sure everyone was cleaning. He loved the job and was pointing his scepter at kids like &quot;You! Clean this over here!&quot;</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8764603964618090402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/my-son-declared-himself-king-and-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8764603964618090402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/8764603964618090402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/my-son-declared-himself-king-and-was.html' title='My son declared himself the King, and was placed in charge of making sure everyone was cleaning. He loved the job and was pointing his scepter at kids like &quot;You! Clean this over here!&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-704548218014765057</id><published>2014-12-17T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-06-10T20:18:58.233-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daughter"/><title type='text'>Dad: You can&#39;t leave the house today. Daughter: Why? Dad: Because there are boys out there and you&#39;re just too pretty. Daughter: (eye roll) That&#39;s both nice and offensive!</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/704548218014765057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/dad-you-cant-leave-house-today-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/704548218014765057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/704548218014765057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/dad-you-cant-leave-house-today-daughter.html' title='Dad: You can&#39;t leave the house today. Daughter: Why? Dad: Because there are boys out there and you&#39;re just too pretty. Daughter: (eye roll) That&#39;s both nice and offensive!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-7895969520817351002</id><published>2014-12-10T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-06-10T20:13:06.360-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Not sure if my son is giving his brother a hug or putting him in a headlock.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7895969520817351002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/not-sure-if-my-son-is-giving-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/7895969520817351002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/7895969520817351002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/not-sure-if-my-son-is-giving-his.html' title='Not sure if my son is giving his brother a hug or putting him in a headlock.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-6118117600027667573</id><published>2014-12-03T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2016-06-03T09:22:23.399-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daughter"/><title type='text'>It&#39;s cool, gravy spilled all over the car increases the resale value.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6118117600027667573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/its-cool-gravy-spilled-all-over-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6118117600027667573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6118117600027667573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/12/its-cool-gravy-spilled-all-over-car.html' title='It&#39;s cool, gravy spilled all over the car increases the resale value.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-7835304945840601761</id><published>2014-11-26T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-02-05T15:28:16.617-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dog"/><title type='text'>The dog tried to eat steel wool this evening. Apparently it was time for dinner.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7835304945840601761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/11/the-dog-tried-to-eat-steel-wool-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/7835304945840601761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/7835304945840601761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/11/the-dog-tried-to-eat-steel-wool-this.html' title='The dog tried to eat steel wool this evening. Apparently it was time for dinner.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-3323443775121144935</id><published>2014-11-19T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-02-05T15:27:25.809-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>Sitting on the toilet, my son decided he would lower his butt down to dip it in the water.</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3323443775121144935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/11/sitting-on-toilet-my-son-decided-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/3323443775121144935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/3323443775121144935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/11/sitting-on-toilet-my-son-decided-he.html' title='Sitting on the toilet, my son decided he would lower his butt down to dip it in the water.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2684958361560301639.post-6118949773571312314</id><published>2014-11-12T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-01-22T21:56:49.621-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daughter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><title type='text'>It&#39;s like they just wait until you&#39;re in the bathroom before starting absolute chaos</title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6118949773571312314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/11/its-like-they-just-wait-until-youre-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6118949773571312314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2684958361560301639/posts/default/6118949773571312314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parentmadness.blogspot.com/2014/11/its-like-they-just-wait-until-youre-in.html' title='It&#39;s like they just wait until you&#39;re in the bathroom before starting absolute chaos'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>