Guest guest Posted April 26, 2008 Report Share Posted April 26, 2008 I didn't get the impression you were bashing Catholicism as a whole but rather indicating why you have issues with certain organized religions based on your personal experiences. I can relate to the crawl space beanbag situation you described. Cub has always loved very small places since he was a toddler. In fact, when he was about 15 months old, he used to slide open the doors to the china cabinet (it was a small cabinet), take out all the plates, one by one very carefully, put them on the floor, and once the bottom shelf was clear, he would crawl in and close the sliding door (which was glass). He would lie on his back very still and very quiet. I watched him do this the first time he tried it because I wanted to see what he was figuring out in his mind. It could have been anything from just lining up the plates as he would do with his toy cars to wanting to figure out what made the glass doors slide smoothly. Once he was in the china cabinet with the door closed and lying on his back, I knew what he was up to ... he wanted a small space to collect himself and get away from all the sensory input of the moment. I wound up clearing out the china cabinet of dishes and glassware completely, using the top two shelves to store tablecloths and placemats and napkins and such and leaving the bottom shelf available to Cub whenever he felt the need. Within six months he had found another place better suited to his now bigger body and after his 2nd birthday, I reclaimed my china cabinet. LOL! I do know, however, that most other parents would not have accommodated their toddler's needs in this way and would have punished the child for repeating this behaviour. Raven Co-Administrator Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 I used to do that too. However, in the 1970's there was this thing they called a toy that I didn't like one bit. It was a little box kind of thing and when you turned it over, it somehow made a given animal sound. I know they had a cow one and maybe a goat too. Anyway, I hated that cow thing because it didn't sound like a cow at all, unless maybe it was a cow being gutted. What they did was to put that thing in the cabinet and I wouldn't go near it. well you might not be so shocked to find out Ravi did this too but it was an entertainment center (I emptied it too and would sometimes just watch him play peek-a-boo from that place. Oh the days when he would get in a drawer or stick himself in this small doored shelf (there were a few locations)(ahh memories)I remember thinking he was ingenious (Of course I was the one that got yelled at by family)Ravi ignoring adults has always been a blessingWondering what's for Dinner Tonight? Get new twists on family favorites at AOL Food. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 With a little searching, I found a website that has audio of one of those things. Its in a video clip on a site where someone took one apart to see how it worked. This one sounds a bit different from what I remember though. The video clip is at the bottom of the page. http://www.notcot.com/archives/2007/05/cow_in_a_box_di.php I had the same aversion to that toy. I hated dolls. I liked dogs(stuffed toys or real)Wondering what's for Dinner Tonight? Get new twists on family favorites at AOL Food. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 > > I used to do that too. However, in the 1970's there was this thing they > called a toy that I didn't like one bit. It was a little box kind of thing and > when you turned it over, it somehow made a given animal sound. I know they had a > cow one and maybe a goat too. Anyway, I hated that cow thing because it > didn't sound like a cow at all, unless maybe it was a cow being gutted. What they > did was to put that thing in the cabinet and I wouldn't go near it. > > > > >I had the same aversion to that toy. I hated dolls. I liked dogs (stuffed toys or real) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 mimi wrote: " well you might not be so shocked to find out Ravi did this too but it was an entertainment center (I emptied it too and would sometimes just watch him play peek-a-boo from that place. Oh the days when he would get in a drawer or stick himself in this small doored shelf (there were a few locations)(ahh memories)I remember thinking he was ingenious ... <snip> ... " Even our children are similar in their choices, mimi. :-) Raven Co-Administrator Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 VISIGOTH@... wrote: " Anyway, I hated that cow thing because it didn't sound like a cow at all, unless maybe it was a cow being gutted. " " miminm " wrote: " I had the same aversion to that toy. I hated dolls. I liked dogs (stuffed toys or real) " Tom says: My sister had that cow thing. I hated it too. My sister LOVED it. So I had to listen to this sort of deflated " moo-ing " sound quite often when I was young. Administrator Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 > > With a little searching, I found a website that has audio of one of those > things. Its in a video clip on a site where someone took one apart to see how it > worked. This one sounds a bit different from what I remember though. The > video clip is at the bottom of the page. > > > the old noise was more muffled. gee glad they are still making them-- not Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 10, 2008 Report Share Posted May 10, 2008 That toy is also featured in the THX " splash screen " for Disney / Pixar movies like Finding Nemo. The character plays the tin toy moo box and says " eh... " and then hooks it up to the THX logo and we hear the 'REAL' cow sounds! ;-) Dang, I was " so close " to working for Pixy studios* (as I call them). So close. And Lucas Arts / ILM / etc. ;-) Lucas Files LTD just had to move to San Francisco (bad commute & harder for me to contact) and I was forced to move too far away from Pixar Studios and Ask.com companies. Boo Hoo... ;-) Randy Garrett Antioch, CA USA -----<---{(@ * called Pixy as the employees in the DVD bonus features " dance around like a bunch of pixies " as well as the companies relationship with Disney and their famous pixies like Tinker Bell. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 23, 2008 Report Share Posted May 23, 2008 This got me thinking as to did anyone else have places they hid as a child? I had a wardrobe in my room as a child, it wasn't a solid wood one, more like MDF(?), covered chip board sort of thing. So I could easily knock through the back of it and access the small space behind and then put the back, back on and no-one would know where I had gone. It felt a safe place. Regarding my son I have seen two traits in him that I too had as a child, firstly it was the hiding under things, chairs, tables, etc, which later developed into a climbing/scaling things. I recall as a very young child climbing out of the attic window of my grandparents house and sitting on the slate roof, extremely dangerous looking back, but I'm still here fortunately :-) In some respects knowing what I would have done as a child has helped me spot potential danger areas for my son. He sometimes thinks I am a mind reader :-) Nah, I just know what I was like as a child and he is very similar. > > > snip> > > I watched him do this the first time he tried it because I wanted > to > > see what he was figuring out in his mind. I reclaimed my china > > cabinet. LOL! > > > > I do know, however, that most other parents would not have > > accommodated their toddler's needs in this way and would have > > punished the child for repeating this behaviour. > > > > Raven > > Co-Administrator > > > well you might not be so shocked to find out Ravi did this too but it > was an entertainment center (I emptied it too and would sometimes > just watch him play peek-a-boo from that place. Oh the days when he > would get in a drawer or stick himself in this small doored shelf > (there were a few locations)(ahh memories)I remember thinking he was > ingenious (Of course I was the one that got yelled at by family) > Ravi ignoring adults has always been a blessing > > The thing he never did was get into the cleaners cabinet under the > sink. (Ravi wasn't careful so I cleared stuff out so it wouldn't > hurt him) > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 23, 2008 Report Share Posted May 23, 2008 The first house we lived in had Dormer type windows. That left a little cubby hole for storage between the windows. In my room, one of those was finished to make it nice to store things in. The other one was behind my bed. However, I could get into it for a while because I could just open it enough to squeeze in, though I did get too big for that eventually. I also used to go through a hatch into the crawl space under the workshop on the back of the garage, at least until one time I went under there and found the tracks of a big (to me then) animal. It was probably a skunk thinking back on it. Anyway, I didn't use it anymore after finding the tracks. The next house has some spaces like that up in the attic. They were hard to see and they wound all around. This got me thinking as to did anyone else have places they hid as a child?Get trade secrets for amazing burgers. Watch "Cooking with Tyler Florence" on AOL Food. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 23, 2008 Report Share Posted May 23, 2008 " This got me thinking as to did anyone else have places they hid as a child? " The block we are on was built so that there was space for an alley behind the houses, but the city never built the alley and relinquished the land there to the landowners. For a while, there was nothing but a large rectangle enclosed by rose bushes. I used to crawl within it and look up at the clouds passing by. Administrator Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 24, 2008 Report Share Posted May 24, 2008 wrote: " This got me thinking as to did anyone else have places they hid as a child? " responded: " The block we are on was built so that there was space for an alley behind the houses, but the city never built the alley and relinquished the land there to the landowners. For a while, there was nothing but a large rectangle enclosed by rose bushes. I used to crawl within it and look up at the clouds passing by. " The year I was four, we lived in a very, very old house. I quickly learned that some of the panels in my closet weren't as nailed down as they should have been and I would squeeze in behind the panels so I would be 'inside' the wall. When you're four, you can hide almost anywhere. When you're four and you're living in a very, very old house, it's amazing how much deeper the walls are than in regular homes. It was a wonderful hiding spot. OH MY! The year I was five, we lived across from the monastery where there were loads of apple trees. It was, in many respects, like a forest during the summer months when the foliage was full and the apples were large. I used to climb the trees and stay there for hours. Eventually my mother cottoned on to where I was going and she would oftentimes tell me how embarrassed she was to have to ask the brothers to scour the orchard in search of her errant daughter. LOL! The year I was six, we lived in a home that had the most amazing backyard that stretched on forever. At the very back of the yard was a vegetable garden and in that garden, there were corn stalks that grew much higher than any five year old would ever grow. In front of the corn stalks were raspberry bushes and I would lie down under the corn stalks behind the raspberry bushes where no one could find me. No one ever learned where my hiding spot was that year. YAY! Every year meant at least one move (and sometimes three) because of my father who was a prominent research scientist. The family traveled with him to various locales around the world. And every new place meant I could go in search of a new hiding place that would most likely NOT be found out by the time we were relocating again. Good times, good times, as Cub would say. Hahahaha! And while moving that frequently was certainly an eye-opener, it has made the other medical problem a much larger problem than one can imagine. Still, I wouldn't trade those hiding spots for anything and I oftentimes wish I had more hiding spots like that today. *sigh* Raven Co-Administrator Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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