Sentences with phrase «if little boy»

If your little boy is a racing car fanatic, then decorating his room should be easy.

My children are 2 years and 11 months (nearly 3) and 6 years old they are inseparable and wondered if my little boy would be allowed in the kids club he's potty trained thanks

I'm only half expecting to actually go into labor by then, so if little boy decides we have to be induced, at least I'll be able to plan for it.

With the Mixie, bottle feeding will be an absolute breeze and if Little Boy ends up exclusively formula fed as well, I won't have to dread feeding him while we're away from our home!

If your little boy is born in the month of March, this name would be perfect for him.

If your little boy is uncircumcised, you might wonder if there is any special care involved.

If your little boy or girls are already having some signs of diaper irritation — they get uncomfortable and wanted to take it off, it is the right time to start the whole process.

For other conservative parents like me, the faux hawk haircut should be the one you try on if your little boy insists on having a Mohawk.

If your little boy loves dogs, he's sure to enjoy playing with this Electronic Pet Dog!

I know the little boy in row 2 seat 147 shouted too loud when Tiote struck the ball for the equalizer which distracted your goalkeeper just before he was going to dive, but ask yourselves this; would he have saved it if the little boy hadn't committed this heinous crime?

it's not abuse if the little boys like it — I DON «T THINK THAT 2.

How nice it would be if our little boys would always play quietly, never pick a fight, never get their clothes dirty, and go to bed without throwing a tantrum.

Not exact matches

A little boy comes up to them saying he's seen Iron Man, but if you've seen the film, you know he actually saw Spader's Ultron.

«If it wasn't for one kind gesture by Avery, a little 7 - year - old boy, they'd still be sitting in the dark at this school,» Beardsley said.

The little boy tugs at his moms dress and whispers,» mama, if he gets loose is he gonna hurt us?»

In the attempt to keep their children «innocent» and «free,» parents tell their children a different type of fairy tale, a modern American story: everyone loves you because you're special, you are good at everything you try, and if you work hard enough and be a good little boy or girl, you'll be successful.

There would be fewer underage pregnancies if little girls (and boys) weren't allowed in confessionals alone.

When I was a little boy, if some one had offered me a bag of thousands of marbles, including giant cats eyes, aggies and more I would have thought I had the world by the tail.

She asked one of her daughters and another little boy if they would be willing to play two verses of «Silent Night» on their flutes.

With the Popes infallibility, he can bang little boys all he wants with no Catholic laws being broken, because if he does it, then it's legal...

Hey, little catholic boys, here's an idea, if you like girls, stop eating those things the priest is giving you.

Finally, the boy broke in with a suggestion: «If you need money, why don't you just write one of those little pieces of paper?»

My wife said they looked like little boy sheets, but I told her that we were the only ones who saw them and it was important for me to take every step necessary to become a fully devoted fisherman, even if some of the steps seemed a little silly.

Such a beginning for a student of history is not unnatural, but if ever that boy is to become a real historian — as well may be the case — little by little the consciousness of what is excluded by his study will grow dim.

Just like the child being told by parents that if he or she is a good little boy or girl Santa Claus will bring them lots of toys on Christmas Day.

If so, I must be a bad parent for letting my son play on a little - league team that allows boys and girls to play together... it must promote violence and promiscuity...

I think if there were more women in the higher levels of church clergy, then priests who molested little boys might not have got away with it so easily.

If you truly believe in God, you would turn your back on the Church faster than a priest could say, «Want some candy little boy?»

It's very catholic to bone little boys because if you bone little girls, you gonna either have to have the abortion or kill her.

If prayer changes things, why did Christ ignore the SCREAMING of the little boys being buggered in his name?

«If you ever wonder whether change is possible in this country, I want you to think about that little black boy in the Oval Office of the White House touching the head of the first black president.»

Especially when the husbands are being told from their church each week that they get to make the final family decisions, it's their choice if they want to go hang out with the boy's a little longer, have another beer, come home late, and if their wife complains?

But don't feel too bad, the actual church (because if the first amendment) is allowed to continue scerwing over its employees and patrons (though perhaps, not so much, little boys)

«If you see a gay little boy, punch him until he is unconscious.

You can believe anything you want to (except buggering little boys) and if you don't do it on my dime, I DO N'T CARE.

I comforted myself that the health visitor would vouch for me if Hugh Ambrose proves to be one of these really unusual little boys who has the odd accident from time to time.

If you were to ask, «Do you think that a song with a lyric in Latin sung by a little boy and a girl soprano would be a smash hit?»

If King's conception of the Deity or deities that inhabit our solar system is that possessed by a primitive tribe of hunter - gatherers or by one of the earliest of civilizations, one of half - human gods (chimeras) or monsters, little concerned with the fate of humanity, both capricious and threatening («As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport»), that is interesting from an anthropological perspective, but what does it have to do with «first things»?

If I had possession, over judgment day Lord, the little woman I'm lovin» wouldn't, have no right to pray And I went to the mountain, lookin» as far as my eyes would see Some other man got my woman, and these lonesome blues got me And I rolled and I tumbled and I, cried the whole night long Boy, I woke up this mornin», my biscuit roller gone

I'm dying to know if it's going to be a little boy or a little girl!

Not Your Average Joe's is near The Hubby's office, so if he is going to be a little late on a Friday night and we want to go out, I can pack up the boys and meet him there.

I think it would be quite funny if your next post was only pictures of Jacob... not the discreet links you normally add in, just a series of blatant photos of your adorable little boy.

If you've never been, it's fantastic for little kids like my 2 and 4 year old boys.

A taxi driver running over a little boys foot, the boy hobbling the rest of the way across the street, and the taxi driver not stopping to see if the boy was okay.

Sorry boys, if you feel a little left out on this one, but we'll make it up to you by letting you buy us chocolate and flowers tomorrow.

Knowing that you're busy writing, editing, cooking, enjoying life and friends, and with family, cute husband, really adorable little boy — I look every day to see if you've posted a new recipe and when the answer is, sadly, no — sigh — I use your «Surprise Me» feature — what a joy that is (I do realize that there are entirely too many dashes and interruptions to what might otherwise be called a train of thought — must be the sightseeing train).

If you can do it with those adorable little boys, I can too.

I raise girls (10,8,6,4) and they can be just as dirty, if not more dirty, than little boys.

But I thought it might be nice if I added a little something special to these Maple Candied Pecans in the form of a wee pinch of cayenne pepper and boy was I ever right.

I don't know if you can see it in the thumbnail, but the cover of my garden journal is a photo from when the boys were little and they were helping me pick tomatoes.