Sentences with phrase «son than my friends»

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Happy birthday from Bob to Erica (a year younger than mass - produced personal computers) and Heather (twice the age of Google); to Christine's son Matt (a year younger than The Simpsons); to Vikram (a year younger than the International Space Station); to Pamela's childhood friend Bert (twice the age of Macintosh computers); to Marian's son Bryan (the same age as Kobe Bryant); and to our editor who makes this newsletter possible, Rosa (one - sixth the age of The Atlantic), from the other members of the Daily team.

The prodigal son, the friend at midnight, and the unmerciful servant are allegories, she believes, but they are no less authentic bearers of the mystery of the Kingdom than other figurative modes of expression.

Nowhere is this more disappointing than in the Lego section, which offers my sons the fabulous joys of an Intergalactic Star Wars Star Destroyer, and my daughter a «Lego Friends Mia's Bedroom» playset.

Sounds much more plausible than god sending himself down to earth to die... in the form of his son, for our sins, which we have not yet committed, so that we can commit them and then accept him into our lives so he can forgive us all over again, to let us into paradise with all of our dead friends and family members.

The same Gospel which says, «God so loved the world that he gave his only Son», also puts into the mouth of Jesus, «Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.»

They wanted to know how they could address this dismissal of their moral and religious convictions — with their son's friends, and with their own, grownup friends, whose cocktail party polemic was often far more aggressive than any sleepover dispute.

My son had two neighborhoods brother friends for a sleep - over last night, so I made French Toast Frittata with the coconut flour bread for breakfast this morning (sliced or broken bread soaked in 5 beaten eggs, a good «glug» of raw whole milk, cinnamon, nutmeg [there is a higher egg to bread ratio than in conventional French Toast] all poured into a hot buttered sauté pan, cover and turn down heat to medium - low, cook until nearly set, place pan in 350 °F oven until eggs are completely set on top and starting to brown, about 6 - 10 minutes usually, flip over onto large plate and cut into wedges for serving).

My son's friends have become great givers over the past 10 years and they have learned that this is actually much more rewarding than the few minutes they would play with favors.

My friend Carol has been a single mother since her older son was in elementary school and her twins were less than a year old.

«There is no better gig than being a grandfather,» one of my friends told me years ago as my first son and daughter - in - law were expecting their first baby.

My husband and I realized fairly soon after adopting our first son that we needed to parent differently than a lot of friends and acquaintances around us.

It's a year later now and I still use the Ergo with my now 1 year old son, and have friends marvel that he still fits and that I still insist it's comfortable (much more comfortable for both of us than me carrying him with my arms, he gets excited when he sees it and prefers it over being held because it's such a secure feeling.)

* tear * She was the ultimate friend - her first daughter was 8 months older than my son, and her second daughter is 7 months older than my daughter.

Rather than creep around the house after her son's 7:30 p.m. bedtime, Schanzer is free to have friends over for takeout.

I knew that when if I had to drop off my son with our friends that his schedule there would be different than his schedule at home, but at least they would have an idea of what he was used to, especially in regards to naps and going to bed.

My son weaned by mutual agreement (but definitely more my idea than his) when he was four and a half, but my two friends kept going until 5.

At lunch my food allergic son sits at the allergy free table, which happens to be where he met his best friend (who has many more allergies to navigate than my son).

My son sometimes salvages such apples from school friends, rather than watching them go into the «apple graveyard,» as he calls the cafeteria garbage can.

«We asked family and friends to make a fuss of our daughter when visiting, rather than just heading straight for our new baby son.

i know this has helped my son be healthy... healthier than other kids that i've seen that never breastfeed... im 23 yrs old and in my generation... None of my friends or people that i know breastfeed... which it makes me feel like a weirdo... ido get alot of negative comments from people that know im still breastfeeding... like..

Wood interrupted attorney G. Robert Gage as he spoke on behalf of the Long Island Republican to ask why the father did not reach out to his many friends to help find his son a job rather than use his position to extort companies.

Jokingly, plenty of my boy mom friends probably think I'm praying for their sons, since nothing sounds more fun than an arranged marriage with my best friends taking the role of mother - in - law to my girls.

Rather than be purely proud and excited for his son, Brad uses the occasion to obsess over the successes of his own college friends, all of whom are doing far better than he is in his estimation.

For much of the film, calamity is never harsher than a father packing up to move to New Orleans and forcing his son to leave his toys, relics of memories, behind with the friends he'll never see again.

The film, however, is only ostensibly about this likeable but milquetoast couple; their relationship unwavering throughout, Tom and Gerri rather serve as a sounding - board for the more conflicted personalities of their family and friends, from their devoted 30 year - old son Joe (Oliver Maltman), whose singledom concerns him more than he lets on, to Ken (Peter Wight), a rudderless, borderline - alcoholic college pal of Tom's.

It's a chance to disconnect my sons from their devices and talk to them in more than 140 - character sentences or Snapchat messages, but on a long car trip, when a laptop can melt away the miles with mindless entertainment and maintain a lifeline to friends, an Internet connection is a small miracle.

From the internationally best - selling, Pulitzer Prize — winning author, a superbly crafted new work of fiction: eight stories — longer and more emotionally complex than any she has yet written — that take us from Cambridge and Seattle to India and Thailand as they enter the lives of sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers, daughters and sons, friends and lovers.

Eight stories — longer and more emotionally complex than any Lahiri has yet written — that take us from Cambridge and Seattle to India and Thailand as they enter the lives of sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers, daughters and sons, friends and lovers.

And Amy would also be delighted to read about a romantic pairing even more controversial than her own, given that Valadon married one of her son's friends (Jo and Laurie aren't a good match anyway, don't @ me).

My interest in Asperger's began more than a decade ago when the son of a friend was diagnosed.

Fortunately, he has a competent, caring network of friends, family and neighbors: Lisa, his unlucky - in - love classmate, who moves in with him to help him care for little Frankie around the clock; his American cousin, Emily, always there with a pep talk; the newly retired Dr. Hat, with more time on his hands than he knows what to do with; Dr. Declan and Fiona and their baby son, Frankie's first friend; and many eager babysitters, including old friends Signora and Aidan and Frankie's doting grandparents, Josie and Charles.

Anecdotally, I know of no one who fits these statistics other than the sons and daughters of some friends; «kids» in their thirties.

They are more like friends than mother and son, and they fight occasionally as well.

These are great ways for dads, sons, brothers and friends to get away from the stresses and strains of city living and enjoy some real male bonding time, which (they may be surprised to learn) involves more than cold beers, hot braai and rugby.

Start supporting multiple accounts in all games and you could get a slightly better chance of some xbox live players migrating to the psn, I can't play with some friends because they have brothers, sons, etc and as they can't log in with more than one account on the ps3 they stick to their xboxes.

But most importantly the sense of camaraderie and compassion which comes from most people who attend the Coalition meetings made me feel there were people other than my own family and friends who cared about what happened to my son and myself.

right now, for the National Cello Institute, which is more international than national and my son has so many friends from Australia that he's started talking with their accent.

Friends and family couldn't take care of their son — he was more than others could handle.