Lucky enough to have seen my kids today even though it was terribly short the outcome served ever so sweet.
Teachers seed what should be the most basic human quality, sentiments. It is not a teachers job to ignite what should be a parents responsibility, doing so simply embraces their purpose in educating our future men and women.
Please acknowledge their heartwarming diligence by working with them, and your child.
My youngest planted this in class and glued a little picture of himself along with the cutest shortest kinder-verse. He slapped my rear as usual and said. .
‘Ma my thumb never turned green it was yuck with mud do I need to add color’
I laughed, my goodness I laughed so hard.
Thank you Mrs. Kuck – You have manged to plant a smile in this monster missing of mine.
Woman walks into Home Depot
Precisely ironic as walking into bar
Clearly fanning comedies
Greeted by light saving bulbs
Fancy domesticated tools
God do I truly deserve this chastity
I just want paint to cover holes
Who cares about credit cards and APRs
Excuse my pout my chalking mug
Do I know nothing because I’m skirt
Cease debates hurry up it’s getting late
Darling it is cyan magentas not brain surgery
Don’t question my toned theory bless me and mix me go
Must admit that entering Home Depot give-yourself-an-ulcer-stores is exactly how I love spending my mornings.
Collossal amounts of questioning when all you politely want is paint. Mix it grind it. Just give me my paint.
Don’t ask me about my life or how many children I plan to have. Ovaries are exceptionally off topic. Rush and ask Limbaugh.
My liberal brain thanks you with feminine smiles.
Watching this white rain blaze down with fury
The leaves stand positive filling their bellies once more
Stunning their mouths with accuracy never collapsing
Inseparable wholeness kneeling at the edge of water
Drinking every moment anew and polished
The branched perfect idea building holy nests
Coined temper Gods wild gifting their surprise
For the lungs facing crowds standing and stretching to be one
Touching sun itself yellow with waves for the difficult life
Accepting the blue air fate for a millions of flowers to be