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The thing about children is that they are a trap. A wonderful journey thru all sorts of unexpected adventures, from Linda Blair style hurling on your new flannel sheets at 3am, rashes of unknown orign, the discovery of the word "NO", friends that they think are wonderful, (even though you wonder just what said friends paents smoke in their off time), and so on thru the ubicutious adolescent years which are a world of themselves.
It starts inncently enough when you bring home a cute little bundle of joy. After a year or so of middle of the night feedings, enough diapers to clothe a small third world country, you discover in you midst a cute little toddler. Full of energy and curiosity. There is still alot of work but you enjoy it and your child thinks you can do know wrong. Sure there are battles, but you are still bigger and smarter and can easily convince this little being that a plastic rattle is oh so much more fun than mommy's garage door opener. The big mile stones start happening., walking, talking, exploring, discovering, self feeding. Indepence starts to loom on the horizon.
Then a year goes by and suddenly you find your cute little toddler is still cute and huggble but has suddenly developed a slight attitude. A sign many say of what will be comming in much sronger force in about 10 years. (which means I am in trouble). Walking is now old hat, as is running especially when Mom wants you to stay put. "NO" is now the word of the day. Its such a powerful word, it can drive even the most sober of adults to crave a drink. It has the power to drive all around into a tizzy, much to the delight of said toddler. In order to snap this picture required almost an hour of walking around and bribing. Of all things to keep him seated we ended up with a pictureless, picture frame keychain. Which was apparently fascinating.
To be continued. (*as I need to get more photos uploaded into the computer)
Prequels ~ Sequels
Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.