Little words
Em’s phrases: Derp Hee in your sauce Cheese Bus Flails away into the sun You can’t fight the Homestuck (shudder) Do you Ship that? OTP!!! She’s starting to get a bit embarrassed about pictures now. My kind, smart, gorgeous girl.Â
Em’s phrases: Derp Hee in your sauce Cheese Bus Flails away into the sun You can’t fight the Homestuck (shudder) Do you Ship that? OTP!!! She’s starting to get a bit embarrassed about pictures now. My kind, smart, gorgeous girl.Â
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As I approach what is most certainly going to be bad news tomorrow, news I’ve been expecting, news I knew was coming, news that comes to every woman sooner or later. It was supposed to be later quite a few years later. Also we were supposed to have a second …
Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. -Toni Morrison, Beloved Emily’s Valkyrie Hey my girl, My moppet, my colt, my brilliant amazing daughter I need you …
 The Day after the Day After Tomorrow  I wish I could always be the fur soft blanket, the cool pillow, the warmest cup of chocolate for you dear one. Not the grimacing harpy, the nagging ogress the shaking finger of homework and underwear not in hamper.  But …
― John Connolly, The Book of Lost Things Tonight my sweet little girl (who is not having the easiest start to the school year but better than last year), my darling child said: “Mommy, this might be kind of random, but I need to ask you something,” I said, “sure …
So how do you teach your child to be unselfish? And how unselfish should s/he be? Honestly this isn’t an unselfish society. We are all looking for more status, more money more power—so how do you raise your kids to think of others. When really? That isn’t what life in …
Bean wrote a poem. She loves Nox Arcana (hmmm don’t ask me where she gets that) And this is the song that made her want to write Here’s the poem: Little ballerina dance your empty dance For you are a mere doll Your soul is captivated in a trance Words …
Day 2: Thursday, March 15, 2012 Prompt A: When did you realise you were a grown up? What did this mean for you? Shock to the system? Mourning of halcyon younger days? Or the embracing of the knowledge that you can do all the cool stuff adults do: drink wine, go …
This was a long day. Poor kidlet is/better be was– being bullied at school–it freaks me out that this could be the same song just years and years later. I think the schools are more aware of bullying than they were in my time. Also she has me and …
it’s funny the things we keep. The things we keep for ourselves, the things we keep for our children, or in our case child. The things we keep for each other. My mother kept my baby ring. What a funny thing to have. I understand a baby cup, I guess …
I’m not looking forward to tomorrow. I don’t look forward to my days right now anyway, but tomorrow is going to be worse than usual. I have to tell my Bean, that though she practiced and practiced, that though she sounded great when I heard her (and that’s not just …
Well I’m showing up once more. I’ll do this experiment (and lather rinse repeat) of beginning to write and finding what comes out. To get back in the habit of writing. It’s been a rough day. I accomplished a few things, had some difficulties and battled either an allergy or …
The Bean’s Halloween Party Usually we have a big Halloween party with lots of kids and adults. This year we decided to try something different and have a party with the Bean’s favorite girls . We had spooky cupcakes with bloody sprite punch and bones, they all got to carve …
I hate chain letters. I hated them when they came through snail mail, back when I was a kid and I hated them when I’d get them on compuserve. I hated them back in the concentric days and I hate them now. Cannot believe people forward things that say “you’ll …
nothing much else to say. Playing with Google+, tweaking settings on my blog. Looking forward to having friends over for a cookout tomorrow. I did figure out that one goal for the next year is to live more and be consumed with work a bit less. More balance. I can’t …
So some of the crazy girl shit has started. One girl lies about something my daughter said (but she didn’t) to another girl and then they tell another and suddenly she’s ganged up on. Or instead of saying oops a girl blames the Bean for her mistake. And how about …
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