Britons ignorant of UK history

Wow. It would be so cool if I had you as a parent. I was barely allowed to punch people when I was little. Though when I got into a street fight by accident, I held my own.
 
Ah but when you are running up and down steps all day with huge pots of water on your head, you'd be thinking he is the worst dad in the multiverse.
 
I dunno. Sounds better than cleaning the garden. And at least I'd be able to defend myself if I ever get into a real fight
 
I started training her little brother last week :D

He's 18 months old and very cute. I'm teaching him how to fall over without hurting himself on the premise that if I can make it second nature at this age he will never forget it.

It worked for his sister :)
 
He's only 18 months old and you are teaching him martial arts. You should be reading him poetry and taking drugs. :)
 
Oh I don't know. I like teenage angst myself ;)

Actually Tolkien did it for me, and of course Walter de le Mare
 
There is a Face whose Blushes tell
Affection's tale upon the cheek,
But pallid at our fond farewell,
Proclaims more love than words can speak.
Lord Byron.
 
I was sitting.
I was resting.
I was taking a break
from the day's chores.
I was thinking.
I was praying.
For all I had done
there was so much more.
He was strolling
down my driveway.
He looked so familiar
as he ventured near.
I stood up
so as to greet him.
Though he was a stranger
I felt no fear.
I knew him.
Yes, I knew Him.
The smile on His face
made it all so clear.
I was shaking.
I was crying.
He took my hand, said,
"Relax. I am here."
Rosemarie E. Bishop
 

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