tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post3750790832251805144..comments2023-09-04T05:53:42.897-07:00Comments on The Examined Life: Confession...Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12566980999265477262noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-19644447090261629822009-03-29T16:39:00.000-07:002009-03-29T16:39:00.000-07:00I'll never forget the time you brought Matilda (wh...I'll never forget the time you brought Matilda (who was brand new) on the plane when you, Kevin, and I flew to Washington. I was around 13, and you were 1, and the security guard took Matilda to squish her and check for contraband... explosives... whatever! Did we look so suspicious?Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133730285425243884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-70884034997546914632009-03-28T11:59:00.000-07:002009-03-28T11:59:00.000-07:00Ok, some very sentimental tears were shed as I rea...Ok, some very sentimental tears were shed as I read your post. Snuffy and Matilda remind me of the little girl who would snuggle on her dad's lap after dinner and sat on the kitchen counter while I cooked dinner...talking and talking. You may be grown up now but it's good to know my sweet youngest daughter still keeps part of her childhood within her.Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00829183071166838587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-79626136386751597912009-03-28T08:23:00.000-07:002009-03-28T08:23:00.000-07:00I still have a tiger that uncle Ron gave me when I...I still have a tiger that uncle Ron gave me when I was three. His whiskers are all gone now and he's a bit worn out, but he is still a comfort to me and brings back fond memories of my childhood.Paul and Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16954812037397692741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-36932245614561195332009-03-28T07:51:00.000-07:002009-03-28T07:51:00.000-07:00My stuffed animals were very important as a child ...My stuffed animals were very important as a child as well. I remember one time I got up extra early for Saturday morning cartoons so that I would have time to set all my animals on the couch next to me so that we could all watch together.Jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10357398682419756851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-75711350323434803672009-03-27T09:28:00.000-07:002009-03-27T09:28:00.000-07:00Memories! I had forgotten about the b-day episode ...Memories! I had forgotten about the b-day episode although I do remember some fun times with Matilda at State History Day... oh how I miss the simple joys of childhood.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11191507016798010790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-57963832848558985392009-03-27T05:52:00.000-07:002009-03-27T05:52:00.000-07:00Oh, Matilda and Snuffy! How I miss them! Memories....Oh, Matilda and Snuffy! How I miss them! Memories....Holly Junehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13336226059828399613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417415458652288437.post-24805060233394792932009-03-26T22:11:00.000-07:002009-03-26T22:11:00.000-07:00I liked when Matilda's ears wiggled too. I have f...I liked when Matilda's ears wiggled too. I have fond memories of those tattered stuffed animals and I sort of wish I had brought mine out with me when I moved. Though I guess I am lucky enough to have my own Jeff bear to snuggle with. He is cuter then the stuffed animals.Robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14215365331722185746noreply@blogger.com