How cool is that? The guest post and the four sentences composed with all those little ones to watch over. :)
Angie: Ah, those were the days. My brother is up to four kids now (2 boys and 2 girls), although I'm no longer a nanny to them all. I wrote the story awhile back, about four years ago, as a reminder that there is always a time for writing - no matter how little it may be.
That was a great post! The imagery was just...wow. I feel you on that because I have three nephews and one neice that I only recently stopped babysitting. I'd be lucky to get down two words with them running about.
Miss Young Author: Oh, the stories I could tell about those young rascals - like the time I found my 2-year-old niece had pried off several of the keys on my computer. I didn't much mind the Q being gone, but having the Enter key go missing was a real bummer. My very first lesson when raising kids: ALWAYS PUT THE LAPTOP OUT OF REACH!
Oh, yes, one of my laptops is missing several keys at the moment. The one I miss the most is the G. I now live by that 'laptop out of reach' rule.
Miss Young Author: Gee, I can't imagine why any gal would miss the "G" key. Hee-hee! Kidding!
Four lines is better than two lines and that, of course, is better than no lines, is it not?It is amazing how much and yet also, how little one can or does get accomplished in any given day with small children underfoot or even, abed!Loved the post, Kid! One I could totally relate to as well. Although back when my kids were little and were the ones getting into everything and anything, somehow there were always more hours to the day or I must have been much better organized back then cause I managed to get a hell of a lot more accomplished in any given day than I do today! Maybe I'm just getting old.
Jeni: I think we underestimate ourselves in what we can accomplish at any given space of time. Too often we look at the things we wish we could have done, and too easily we forget the great things we had done.The phrase, "Stopping to smell the roses," has a deeper meaning to me now. I try to remember that those roses can mean my accomplishments, and I should take a moment to appreciate them - even just four lines to a story.
How cool! And now I know your name is Michelle, that is such a lovely name. Much better than mlh.;)
Protege: Ahhh! I'm found out! Well, I had a hard time having the name. My older sister would make a rhyme with it. "Michelle my bell that fell in the well and went to H***." I also had a second-grade teacher who would sing, "Michelle, my bell." (I think it's a John Lennon song or something, I don't know who.) This soooo got on my nerves. Of course, I don't mind when people write out my name - either here or on their blogs. Reading my name is a whole lot better than hearing it with all those "bells" attached.
grats hon! now y're cooking! :)
OK... I'll not be original at all, given all the precedents. But: COOL! Way ta GO!
Laughingwolf: Heard your howl of approval all the way in my area! Thanks! (Actually, I skipped cooking today. Fixed myself a large homemeade pizza Friday, so I'll be good for the rest of the weekend.;p)Buck: Thank you...OH COME ON! Shoot the puck! The net is right there! Sorry. Hockey game is on and the Pens are losing to the Sens by 4-3 with 22 seconds to go. SHOOT! NOOO! He missed the net. Pull the goalie and shoot! Get into overtime. NOOO! The Ottawa Senators won!sigh...
Oops! I mean to say the score was 3-2. Not like that matters since the Pens still lost.double sigh...
Congratulations, Michelle...great story!
Brenda: Thanks! It's my very first E-zine story. I was overjoyed (screaming?) when I saw it. I get so overemotional sometimes.
Yay you! Very cool indeed. :)
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