Sentences with phrase «tears over their choice»

I had heard so many horror stories about bossy, insensitive women in tweeds reducing young mums to tears over their choice of cot covers that I was half - expecting some female Darth Vader to turn up and tell me off for painting the nursery the wrong shade of blue [or indeed painting it blue at all — gender stereotyping, tut tut].

I am crying big tears over your choice to follow God and run after his BIG plans for you.

Not exact matches

Melt 2 tablespoons of butter in a large skillet over medium heat (nonstick or well - seasoned cast iron are good choices since the delicate leaves won't stick or tear, but any decent skillet will do).

I have recently been so saddened to see mothers tearing each other apart over all kinds of mothering choices such as breastfeeding, home birth vs. hospital birth, natural eating, sugar or no sugar before a year, extended rear facing vs. turn»em around when it is legal.

Over the next few years, I attended support groups and coaching sessions, shed tears over past choices, spent nights reading personal growth books, and tried to make sense of the madness of this new frontOver the next few years, I attended support groups and coaching sessions, shed tears over past choices, spent nights reading personal growth books, and tried to make sense of the madness of this new frontover past choices, spent nights reading personal growth books, and tried to make sense of the madness of this new frontier.

The denim is more like a relaxed «girlfriend» or «Mom» jean — similar to the boyfriend, but slightly more feminine in cut and without any rips (something my own Mum will be happy to see me wearing - she just doesn't get over my choice of torn denim).

Puppies are not usually a great choice with kids; they have very limited control over their biting / mouthing impulses, and when you mix that with lots of energy and unbelievably sharp little teeth, it's a recipe for your small fry to be in tears.

The result is a thrilling and electric live experience bringing a crowd together — or, more likely, tearing them apart over different choices and causing them to ignore each other for the next hour.

In town as a spectator to «the sales,» as he put it, the man who has made out like a bandit in recent years by selling choice Warhol silk - screen paintings (a torn soup can, a Marilyn) expressed some consternation over Sotheby's forty - million - dollar estimate.