Thursday, 12 April 2012

SuperWTF

I have, maybe, half a dozen days out of the year where I seriously ask myself if I'm crazy. Crazy for choosing the field of childcare. Today was one of those days. Today I got caught in the drizzle of urine (thankfully my own childs-don't know why but that's comforting), stepped in human feces and changed more urine/fece attacked clothing/diapers than ever in my life. Today sucked lol (laughing=todays minimal beginings of hysteria)
I threw away my shoes that had the fate to fall in human poop. New Balance shoes have grooves and nooks, that aint coming out unless you have an iron gag-reflex and time. I was going to buy new shoes this weekend but fate interviened. I now have no shoes bc I'm an idiot. How am I to get shoes (go to the store) when my shoes are in the garbage? Oh and when my wallet is m.i.a? Thank you Michelle! On the advantagious side, the shoes I didn't buy today, DO NOT have shit on them :) So for the remainder of the afternoon and a nightclass I rocked badass compfy ugh boots and sporty/yoga shorts, yikes. Meanwhile you're so distracted by the chaos that is my wordrobe that I'm silently forgetting the bandage over my weeping cut across my right knee.......and the duct tape keeping the dressings there to cover it. BAM!
The evening arrives and I am yet to go home but class has finished just before 9. I do a driveby of "Payless" to remember they're closed and I still do not know where my wallet is. My knee is sore and I don't have another dressing. I don't want to rock sporty/yoga shorts with boots agian so I call my gf who owns the boots I've already borrowed and pray my bizzar situation isn't about to land me awkward. Do you have a pair of flipflops I can borrow? I'm getting new shoes on my lunchbreak tomorrow. Pffft........AWKWARD! lol Seriously gratefull for aweosome people ;)
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand
The End

Tomorrow is going to kick ass. Tomorrow is FRIDAY!!! Tomorrow I will have Friday coffee :) Tomorrow I am Wonderwoman and tonight; I sleep.

Friday, 6 April 2012

SuperSpazz

The cut slimed stone walls burried the fallen crest of the setting sun. Firery orange drifting into the sinjed fade of hope dying. Screams broke through the fog cracking the crisp lines of a clammy silence. Breath rasped as their back suctioned to the green of the stones circling them. Silence wakes. Footsteps when there should be none....


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Wednesday, 4 April 2012

SuperWarm

I love the feeling of love. Simple I know, yet it never fades to feel so completely warm inside. The flush of a smile as a phone call is received and you reconnect with 'a lost friend' which really is code for a) had a baby b) back in school or c) surprise! I get busy too ;-) So.....my friends, thanks for the call....the thought.....the text.....for even if we only talk once every few weeks, or even every few months, the warmth of knowing you has never faded <3


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Tuesday, 3 April 2012

SuperWow

It honestly astounds me when I learn something that someone has preached at me incessantly. You can say something to be repeatedly but its when I am able to wind the gears in my own mind and see the results that it actually MEANS something. How often have I done this?! How often are people trying to help others but we have forgotten how to learn! How to hear and how to understand. Amazing :-)


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Sunday, 25 March 2012

SuperConsequences

My daughters latest and greatest is to rip her way into a powerstruggle with a tenfoot tall toddler attitude to try and expand her boundaries. Example a......."Go to the park?" she asks. "Sure" I reply, "We need to clean up first though" (put her hockey stick and ball away) "NO", "Well, then we're not going to the park" this repeats until she decides to listen....so three asks and the same three you need to clean up first. She finally does, I ask her what she would like to clean up, the ball or the stick and I take the other in to demonstrate teamwork, helping and all that good stuff. Off to the park! NOPE. Example b....."Hold my hand please" "NO!" ....aw man I inwardly groan, here we go again. "Claire we are not going to the park unless you hold my hand" the cycle repeats and we make it to the park. Here I am pushing her in the swing mentally patting my back and puffing up my selfesteem and the lil bugger starts screeching at me to stop. So I stop the swing and ask if if everythings alright. "Do it again?" she asks....."But you just yelled for me to stop?! :| okay, I'll push you again, but no yelling. If you yell we are going home". Suicides, she yells, and LAUGHS at me! Well now I REALLY have to follow through. Now she wont even walk! Shes kicking her boots off and doing the whole limp body. I try several attempts and finally say "Claire, boots on or off its all good. It is time to go home. Now either you walk home and we continue to play, or I help you and we go home and you go to bed. She totally starts walking only to go limp in the middle of the road, grrrrr.....so I pick her up and carry her home with her boots in my other hand. Hone, brush teeth, diaper change. I say again, "Yelling is not okay. It hurts my feelings and its rude. If we are to go to the park we work as a team. You need to listen to me to be safe. I love you"

She fell asleep in seconds. Sigh. So how much is toddler, vs tired, vs terrible twos? No idea lol but thank goodness shes sleeping bc Im freakin done lol


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Friday, 16 March 2012

SuperSmile

And my heart sang love as happiness fell from my smile. Love me. Hear me. To hold, to hug, to breathe, to love. Spring dawns and summer will crest. Each day to live, to give our best. Be kind, be honest. Live true, live strong. A kind heart and morals cannot steer you wrong.


Honesty is modern bravery


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Sunday, 11 March 2012

SuperSimple

Water. It gives life and creates wonder. This picture reminds me of the hidden lands a childs imagination creates. That puddles are acres of possibilities. A splash, a ripple and an explosion of a created chaos. Water styling the edges of her rubber boots as her laughter crinkles her triangle blue eyes.


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