eyesofthe_child

AFTER THE FIRE....

 Only last weekend when we were talking best worst past albums ever bought. I happened to mention how it would be good to hear what the bands from my youth sound like today on CD.

We did not have to explore very deep when Androo, found the ATF compilation. I still have all the vinyls somewhere but when the CD arrived....

3, 12 or 20

3, 12, 20 all important to me in differing ways.3 sleeps until we say good bye for three weeks to the little children. End of term. Excitement rush - 12 sleeps until Santa comes and the precious family time we need and deserve to reward ourselves with.Then 20 sleeps until the adrenalin rush to Centre Parcs!

I am getting annoyingly exciting annoying to some, only because I have to be an adult. If I were a child the level of excitement is totally acceptable, encouraged and understandable.

I have wrapped up some presents and even exchanged some with family that dropped by over the weekend. Andrew & Ruth, Abbie and Roanna, were up visiting other relies in the area and dropped by. It was great to hang out for a while.

Opinionated...To thong or not to Thong?

Sorry girls! You will be pleased there is not photograph attached to this post.

Thongs have caused me to question this week -Am I getting old? Am I old fashioned? Am I plain prudish or boring?  I think it is really becuase I am deeply shy.

Surprise

With hugest of thanks to Carla, I have learned to publish the photographs from the parents surprise do. It was a stoopendous evening. They truly deserve the enourmity of organisation, secrecy and delight.

They are the most wonderful example. The whole thing was so special it was great fun.

crazy days

Many of my blog readers have been chastising me for not blogging more frequently.  I have had such a fabulously busy weekend I have seriously not had the time to create. I have been too tired to even unwind before I needed sleep.  So all I can say you blog addicts is get a life! Life has not been dull and I have had much to keep my hands occupied.

Friendship Not Fear

So far this week my experiences have been so intense. 

We are trying to keep going following two of the longest nights we have suffered since the Joanster arrived - We have had two hours sleep in as many nights. We think he is teething. Huh only teething? Yep he is trying to push four lower teeth out all at once. No surprise he does not want food or drink!

The Sky is Falling Down

I felt childishly excited having blogged for the first time and was hyper at the prospect of posting again. The wonderful guys at work have always suspected I am some sort of freak. When I announced I had started a blog they were more than suspicious!

We had a funny sort of a morning - all of us looking and feeling weary and from somewhere deep within we have to search for the patience and love to reassure children that are on the edge of tantrum and hysteria. Some of the children totally break my heart and after years of experience I still face the same quandary and agony I have always carried.  When I see that child again will they be OK? Why are they away? Why can I not take him home? Why is one so little so damaged? Why are they so hurt? What can I do to make it better for them?