My Knights!

Are bullies born or raised to be?
  Sticks and Stones by Ruby Redfort

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can also hurt me.
Stones and sticks break only skin, while words are ghosts that haunt me.
Slant and curved the word-swords fall, it pierces and sticks inside me.
Bats and bricks may ache through bones, but words can mortify me.
Pain from words has left its' scar on mind and heart that's tender.
Cuts and bruises have not healed, it's words that I remember. 
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My Knights give meaning to my Daze.
I shall be forever grateful to have been gifted the joy of parenting.
Never have I learned as much and been so rewarded at any other job.
I am deeply and hopelessly in love.

My Knights
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Parenting IS hard work.
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 To parent or not to parent?

Friends of mine did not have children
because of their inability, due to infertility.
They did not have a choice to make.

Friends of mine chose not to have children.
Their decision was based on personal choices.

I had initially viewed the decision as a rather selfish one.
However, after some discussion with them and after hearing them say
that they wished people would think about having children
as long and hard as they had pondered the decision not to have children,
I felt enlightened. continue reading HERE


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   Boys are Beautiful     
Kid Concoctions Animated
From Son up till Son down

Although I jumped into parenting head first (pardon the pun) with little insight, no manual, no training and no active pay, the fruits of my labor have survived to this day.
Lillian the Domestic Engineer
The amazement of growth in play Blogs me today!
Look at what we've accomplished!
Look at what we can do!                 READ MORE HERE

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 I love this piece
  Build me a Son     
 by Elbert Hubbard

Build me a Son who will be strong enough to know when he is weak
 and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid;
 one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat
 and humble and gentle in victory.
Build me a son whose wishbone
 will not be where his backbone should be.
 Build me a son whose goals will be high; 
a son who will master himself before he seeks to master others.
 One who will learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; 
One who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past.
Lead him I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge.
 Here let him learn to stand up in the storm, here let him know compassion for those who fail.
After all of these are his add enough of a sense of humor 
so that he may always be serious,
 yet never take himself too seriously.
Give him humility so that he may always remember the simplicity of the greatness,
 the open mind of true wisdom and the meekness of the true strength.
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Oh Dear Driver

Oh Deer. A Frightful night.

Lillian the Domestic Engineer Blogspot.ca
My Cell phone rang.
It was my youngest calling.
He was not long having gone from home
so it was kind of unexpected to be getting a call from him , which naturally  upped the ante (anxiety)
My new driver may be conscientious but he is indubitably inexperienced.
"I didn't even see him coming Mom. I hear as I answer the call.


"The first one ran across and the second one came out of no where. I ran right into him!"
  My heart stopped. My mind raced...Continue
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     Mom are you Listening?
Domestic Engineer

   MOM, did you hear me??
 Did you call to make an appointment with the dentist for me today?
 Mom do you remember where I put my keys yesterday?
Can you unplug the toilet in the basement today?
 Do you know where my winter toque went to?
Mom will you type up an Resume for me?
Can you go to the bank for me today?
I can't find my computer cord do you have one I can borrow"?
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License to Drive


It is the subject nightmares are made of. It is a force much larger than one can imagine and way beyond your Parental control. It is a powerful tool to the highway of Life where you can go as fast as you like until you get caught or run into somebody head on in reality.

It is the fear of midnight knocking at your door and the Dread of seeing an Officers face ...and then hearing no more.
It is the panic that parks itself in your gut every the car is out.
It is your own thoughts that keep you awake while in vain you attempt to shake the fear that your late driver can and will create.
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