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childish blast on swings, a game of Kerplunk, a snack and then the mommy's met up at the school where we mapped out the play yard for the new painting of hopscotch, four square, line game, race track, basketball court, 100 square, snail hopstoch (a variation of hopscotch), the Peace area (a mediations spot), the kindergarden game area, where the newly voted in mascot would be (hearing the kids roar with delight when it was announced at last week's school News Show), the welcome area, the fund raising for the new play structure was a success and will be placed adjacent to
the existing one, so placement of the two teatherballs (I was happy to hear we could afford these and was pining for a certain location :-)) will go on the other side with the goal of maintaining as much green space as possible. We also discussed purchasing a couple more nets. Posterier to the existing soccer feild it was agreed would be the secondary soccer area for younger kids. Currently a rotation is used to separate the grades....Hilarious getting the guys to do the 100 square court, they were doing a great job entertaining the kids showing them how to shoot basketballs and had managed to avoid any of the real work surrounding the project and immediately looking for ways out when we summonded them :-), but did a fantastic job (correction, near PERFECT job actually :-)) - so tomorrow it will be great to see if the kids use it. No sooner than I had finished chalking out the last of three four square courts were the children already playing on it. I was so impressed that Grey's mom had really done her homework and actually visited one of the cities most decorated and well used playground to bring some ideas to our recess zone. T
here was even an in school survey done to identify what the children were wanting more of. More careful planning surrounding the existing rotation structure of age groups was incorporated as well. I suggested Google Earth if we needed to take a final look at the project in scale. Omar and I use Google Earth to zoom around the planet and check out where mommy has been.
Stand back the kettle's on and she's about to whistle an evapourating potentially disappearing post of boiling rage.Here son, I know you're only seven, but let me fill you in. Some men are 664¥854¥459 ÊÞ½¹¯ÄºÞ°. Why didn't he say goodbye to you? Because he's a .9815@Ľ±ÝÄÞ½º± There's really no other reasonable explanation. Can you call him? NO, no you can not call him. Do you want a @»¯¶°ºÞ°Ù(Íß±) in our home. Yes, I understand you had fun with him and yes he played with you, read you bedtime stories, took you skiing, bought you roller skates, played hockey with you, cuddled you, picked you up when you were crying, encouraged you when you were sad or confused and yes, brought you to the hockey games over the past four years or so and yes I know he disappeared of the face of the ÊÞ½¹¯ÄºÞ°Ù planet without so much as a ÊÞ½¹¯ÄºÞ°Ù you very much. Maybe he needed to hurt you as much as he was hurt by the very same action. This is what ˆÀ‘S—̈æF17 do. Rather than facing things and dealing with them, they let women and children take the hit.
What I had to say....Of course it was primarily the sacrine packaged crap that you say to your kid when you've dated the @̨¯ÄȽ¼½ÃÑ with the occasional nugget of raw brown reality.Will that be one lump or two? Tea's on!
Have I ever been a ÊÞ½¹¯ÄºÞ°Ù ? Not quite to this degree, but I'm sure we have all had our @ƒeƒjƒXƒlƒbƒg moments. But wouldn't that be the pot calling the kettle black? Perhaps yes, if it were ME who had actually bailed on a child ever. Which is not the case here.
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Tell me, how does zis child's comments make YOU feel?