tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post104152897196961384..comments2024-03-29T01:17:04.775-04:00Comments on Jungle Red Writers: Uppity women Jungle Red Writershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646429819267618412noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-58116501364530263182017-02-22T23:01:45.274-05:002017-02-22T23:01:45.274-05:00Oh, thank you all for gift ideas! I'll just......Oh, thank you all for gift ideas! I'll just....send all of them, right? I'm thrilled enough to do that! xooxxoo ANd love to you all..Hank Phillippi Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17420701704169428286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-63205811128859245922017-02-22T21:10:41.523-05:002017-02-22T21:10:41.523-05:00It's very complicated. I am watching three of...It's very complicated. I am watching three of my four daughters now, who have children aged 5 months to 12 years -- the complicated issues of child care are mind-boggling. While the household chores are allocated non-traditionally, the basic organization of who will watch the children where and when seems to rest on the mother.<br /><br />I hoped for a different world for my daughters -- certainly one in which day care would be more available and more reasonably priced (subsidized by the government). That hasn't happened -- it is a patchwork system -- and I am part of the village that cares for the next generation.<br /><br />The other complex issue is the value society places on work. Choosing to forgo paid employment to care for children is a valid and important commitment -- and should be admired. IMHO.Denise Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02790883493798517829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-22313597894355132512017-02-22T20:12:03.413-05:002017-02-22T20:12:03.413-05:00So funny, I can still remember cringing when my mo...So funny, I can still remember cringing when my mother would say things like, "It will be different when you have your children." Scared the heck out of me. Where were these children I was supposed to have hiding? Under the bed? Never did find them. I always expected to make my way, and I did. But I admit, my husband belongs at the grill. I'm at the stove. Otherwise it will take me a week to clean up the mess!Kaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07758348842858993203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-34823341517228389362017-02-22T17:17:15.728-05:002017-02-22T17:17:15.728-05:00Karen, your girls deserve a little of the credit.....Karen, your girls deserve a little of the credit...Hallie Ephronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04759439029582054503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-84400729296301860632017-02-22T17:14:16.621-05:002017-02-22T17:14:16.621-05:00Both my husbands professed desires that their babi...Both my husbands professed desires that their babies-to-be turn out to be male. Both of them could not be prouder of the daughters we had.<br /><br />I feel like a one-woman attitude changer. :-)Karen in Ohionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-37677531175328053572017-02-22T15:50:02.306-05:002017-02-22T15:50:02.306-05:00Congratulations! I always buy a silver mug for the...Congratulations! I always buy a silver mug for the baby to use later on. And to keep as an heirloom for his/her future children.Pat Dnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-36690381175888319242017-02-22T15:43:55.309-05:002017-02-22T15:43:55.309-05:00Aimee, you must be so proud of your girl, and your...Aimee, you must be so proud of your girl, and your girl must be so proud of herself. It burns me up to think that there are people who would value your daughter's blackbelt less because of her gender.Kathy Reelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17004247271452356577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-87117835570445529862017-02-22T15:40:39.435-05:002017-02-22T15:40:39.435-05:00Most men I've seen with all daughters are real...Most men I've seen with all daughters are really happy with their lot. There is the opposite of all boys and wondering how mothers feel, which I'm guessing is just as happy as a dad with all girls. There was a family in my hometown with eight boys. Everyone said that they kept trying for a girl, but maybe they just wanted lots of kids.Kathy Reelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17004247271452356577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-37566592950295550042017-02-22T15:37:26.104-05:002017-02-22T15:37:26.104-05:00At least no one sent you a condolence card that yo...At least no one sent you a condolence card that you had another boy. I say that tongue-in-cheek, as I had quite a good laugh after my parents had passed on and I was going through their things with my siblings. We were looking at old cards and came across ones that my mother had been sent upon the occasion of my birth. Two of her best friends sent the regular congratulatory card, but the message they wrote inside was to relay how sorry they were that I was a girl and not a boy. I was the fourth girl (one died in infancy) born to my parents, and they were gifted with only one boy. Apparently, there should have been more boys, and I was the last hope for another one, as my mother was 43 and my father was 52 when they had me, their last child. Even if my mother had wanted another boy, she couldn't have loved me more or been prouder. I still have the condolence congratulation cards. Kathy Reelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17004247271452356577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-77111210803078411152017-02-22T15:36:36.761-05:002017-02-22T15:36:36.761-05:00Because Matthew had crushed strawberry cords until...Because Matthew had crushed strawberry cords until Elspeth got rid of them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-6217144111725050172017-02-22T15:27:29.667-05:002017-02-22T15:27:29.667-05:00Congratulations, Hank! Nothing like a new baby to...Congratulations, Hank! Nothing like a new baby to make the world look brighter. I like the Goodnight Moon book, but you could pair it with a Goodnight Moon silkie blanket/stuffed bunny toy. I gave that to my new great-niece, and it was adorable. Here's an Amazon link to show you what I'm talking about. https://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_6_14?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=goodnight+moon+bunny&sprefix=Goodnight+Moon%2Caps%2C486&crid=1AWCI83YPXI01 And, Debs' suggestion of Pat the Bunny would be a great addition.Kathy Reelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17004247271452356577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-35318174126350323222017-02-22T14:29:08.828-05:002017-02-22T14:29:08.828-05:00Hallie,
Your statement about inborn personalities ...Hallie,<br />Your statement about inborn personalities is so true.bib-li-o-philehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00622118991020988370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-20367870548143947392017-02-22T14:23:29.929-05:002017-02-22T14:23:29.929-05:00Hallie, you will love the 44 Scotland Street serie...Hallie, you will love the 44 Scotland Street series.<br /><br />FChurch, why did I think it was Matthew with crushed strawberry pants?bib-li-o-philehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00622118991020988370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-87209794405592486772017-02-22T14:22:07.593-05:002017-02-22T14:22:07.593-05:00Deb, you were lucky. And I notice that you have s...Deb, you were lucky. And I notice that you have strong female characters in your books. bib-li-o-philehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00622118991020988370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-62392590651184216282017-02-22T14:21:25.490-05:002017-02-22T14:21:25.490-05:00How did I miss it?How did I miss it?Hallie Ephronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04759439029582054503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-27354763107895085722017-02-22T14:21:18.187-05:002017-02-22T14:21:18.187-05:00Hallie, that would make a great movie! And the 19...Hallie, that would make a great movie! And the 1920s was after the First World War. I think Gloria Steinem's Jewish grandmother was a professional or perhaps I am thinking of someone else from Finding Your Roots television program.<br /><br />Barb,<br />That is great about your grandmother!bib-li-o-philehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00622118991020988370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-51562968983890175192017-02-22T14:18:15.090-05:002017-02-22T14:18:15.090-05:00Ann in Rochester,
Is it possible that people who t...Ann in Rochester,<br />Is it possible that people who told you that WISHED that you were their doctor? Is it possible they did NOT like their doctor? I had doctors, both men and women. Also, remember that in the Victorian era, some women preferred women doctors to male doctors.<br /><br />Agreed that nurses are very important.bib-li-o-philehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00622118991020988370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-40509246812621759852017-02-22T14:09:00.060-05:002017-02-22T14:09:00.060-05:00Similar story here. In the 1920s my grandmother we...Similar story here. In the 1920s my grandmother went to normal school and became a physical education teacher even though she was engaged to her high school sweetheart. She was inspired by two unmarried aunts who were teachers. When my mother was in college, my grandmother commuted from north Jersey to Columbia Teachers college to get the four year degree that was by then necessary. She taught gym to special education students in Newark for years.Barb Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16470220932617188498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-19989409929943606672017-02-22T14:03:51.563-05:002017-02-22T14:03:51.563-05:00Love, love the Scotland Street series.Love, love the Scotland Street series.Barb Rosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16470220932617188498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-10897551392964216542017-02-22T13:29:30.756-05:002017-02-22T13:29:30.756-05:00I was expected to go to college (even though no wo...I was expected to go to college (even though no women in either parent's families had done so.) I was expected to be able to support myself. I was never encouraged to get married or to have babies. It never occurred to me then that, considering my parents backgrounds and upbringing, this was unusual. It's interesting to remember now, after our post about MTM a couple of weeks ago, that The Mary Tyler Moore Show was my dad's favorite.Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-20817514845306092172017-02-22T13:24:25.942-05:002017-02-22T13:24:25.942-05:00Bibliophile, you're reminding me about my moth...Bibliophile, you're reminding me about my mother. HER mother barely spoke English was a homemaker, but she had two aunts whom she said inspired her. They were dentists in NYC, both born in Russia. We're talking back in the 1920s. Hallie Ephronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04759439029582054503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-84871885666891751122017-02-22T13:23:22.157-05:002017-02-22T13:23:22.157-05:00My mom told my sister and I, we could do anything ...My mom told my sister and I, we could do anything I wanted to do. We had to take aptitude tests when entering college because it was a requirement for orphans who were drawing their father's VA benefits. My sister's results were that she was good in math, so the man told her she could be a bank teller or a math teacher but if she had been a man, he would have said banker or engineer. She became an aeromechanical design engineer. My results were that I would be a good social worker except I hate people. I went to law school. I have two daughters: a lawyer and an engineering student. And as for the grandkids, two boys and a girl, they are so unique that you can't compare them. But the girl does like sparkly pink things and at the same time, she is the better fighter of all of them. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13486134929990378628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-23639456981817305172017-02-22T13:21:27.087-05:002017-02-22T13:21:27.087-05:00Aimee - I love this. The hooligans did karate but ...Aimee - I love this. The hooligans did karate but tapped out at orange belts, trading it in for music. They sparred hard with girls. Lexi, in particular, a "delicate" little cutie, who went on to get her black belt, got nothing but respect from the dudes because she kicked their butts - repeatedly - and they'd be the first ones to tell you it wasn't because they let her. Kudos to The Girl!Jenn McKinlayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03214926031147370862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-47321461347355999492017-02-22T13:16:33.934-05:002017-02-22T13:16:33.934-05:00Rowe, kudos to your dad! What a perfect reply.Rowe, kudos to your dad! What a perfect reply.Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001156153899984046.post-70276887527143785842017-02-22T13:13:21.780-05:002017-02-22T13:13:21.780-05:00Congratulations, Hank! Keep us posted on the name....Congratulations, Hank! Keep us posted on the name. I'm with Hallie on the gifts;-) And I would add a copy of Pat the Bunny to the book stash.Deborah Crombiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16988750789088153601noreply@blogger.com