Sunday, February 1, 2009

Being A Mum

This picture was sent to me via an email.. I don't know

where the origional came from, but have to share it.

This is pricless.


Dear Mrs. Jones, I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer. I work at Home Depot and I told Sarah how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had. Then I found one more in the back room, and several people were fighting over who would get it. Sarah's picture does NOT show me dancing around a pole. It's supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot. From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in. Sincerely, Mrs. Smith

The Boy Who Only Seeks A Friend

The school holidays are drawing to a close and life in the Billington/Palmer household will again return to some sort of normality. Life in Spiers Place, Middle Swan will feel secure in the knowledge that one child will again be contained within the boundaries of school walls, small children will again be able to roam free for a few hours of the day. Police visits will die down and neighbors will refrain from treading a path to my door. The neighborhood will return to a time of peace and serenity for the majority of the day.

Alas, the boy only wishes for a friend to play with. Does he understand that grabbing someone by the throat, in a play fight does not count as a sign of affection? I ask him. Why did you do that my son? He answers, because they were mean to me mum, not even contemplating the consequences of such an action.

However, another day dawns and the boy continues on his quest, forgotten are the torments of the previous day, the names and pebbles that persecute him. He lives to fight another day, secure in the knowledge that mum will save the day.

We love him so, the wayward boy that only seeks a friend. Someone to understand the torment that seeks him out, and love him all the while. Seek on my boy, one day someone will come and ask to play. Until then I will be your friend and always ask to play.

So it continues, the life of the boy that only seeks a friend.