Top Ten Excuses Why My Children Can’t Stay in Bed

Bunch Mommy Code

These children…  Please, for all that’s holy, STAY IN BED!!!  Every single night, at least one starts in with the inevitable reasons about why he or she has a valid reason for being out of bed.  Here are some of the most popular and some of my favorites….

1).  “MOM!!!!  I HAVE TO POOP!!!”
For Pete’s sake, get out of bed and go relieve yourself.  What am I supposed to say?  They know darn well I’m not going to let them… Well, you know…

2.)  “Mommy.  I need a hug.”
Awe… Come here… Now get in bed.

3.) “My brother or sister or dog is being too loud!  I can’t sleep!!!”
Dude… They’re asleep.  Are you hearing things?!  No… You’re lying.  You know what happens to liars. Go get in bed.

4.) “Mom, I need to tell you something!!!  I ‘wuv you in the entire world’ “…
Okay, that didn’t…

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Authority

Tanner Lee Bailey Publications

Authority, a most necessary of evils.
Perfect in theory, devastating in practice.
The imperfection of its enforcers
bleeds through, black ink into white linens.

At first it’s pure.
Structure is needed, authority the cure.
Yet one thing is absolute;
abuse of power, a constant lure.

A constant cycle forged,
corruption reigns over the sheep;
The Shepherd begs to be slain.
A martyr will rise.

The black sheep,
amongst white,
stands for the cause alone.
The Shepherd doth not condone.

His crook latches round’ wooly neck
silencing the just cry.
An example is made,
similar outcries will join the dark solitude.

The air is now silent;
yet not the minds,
for a shadow has been cast
in once milky hearts.

Action hath ruptured more eardrums
than defiant dialect desired to.
Blind eyes no longer turn;
an onyx council adjourns.

Together they rise.
Unrighteous Shepherd faces demise.
Yet with no guiding light

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Are You a Fundamentalist Christian by Amber Davis

Top Ten Signs You’re a Fundamentalist Christian

10 – You vigorously deny the existence of thousands of gods claimed by other religions, but feel outraged when someone denies the existence of yours.

9 – You feel insulted and “dehumanized” when scientists say that people evolved from other life forms, but you have no problem with the Biblical claim that we were created from dirt.

8 – You laugh at polytheists, but you have no problem believing in a Triune God.

7 – Your face turns purple when you hear of the “atrocities” attributed to Allah, but you don’t even flinch when hearing about how God/Jehovah slaughtered all the babies of Egypt in “Exodus” and ordered the elimination of entire ethnic groups in “Joshua” including women, children, and trees!

6 – You laugh at Hindu beliefs that deify humans, and Greek claims about gods sleeping with women, but you have no problem believing that the Holy Spirit impregnated Mary, who then gave birth to a man-god who got killed, came back to life and then ascended into the sky.

5 – You are willing to spend your life looking for little loopholes in the scientifically established age of Earth (few billion years), but you find nothing wrong with believing dates recorded by Bronze Age tribesmen sitting in their tents and guessing that Earth is a few generations old.

4 – You believe that the entire population of this planet with the exception of those who share your beliefs — though excluding those in all rival sects – will spend Eternity in an infinite Hell of Suffering. And yet consider your religion the most “tolerant” and “loving.”

3 – While modern science, history, geology, biology, and physics have failed to convince you otherwise, some idiot rolling around on the floor speaking in “tongues” may be all the evidence you need to “prove” Christianity.

2 – You define 0.01% as a “high success rate” when it comes to answered prayers. You consider that to be evidence that prayer works. And you think that the remaining 99.99% FAILURE was simply the will of God.

1 – You actually know a lot less than many atheists and agnostics do about the Bible, Christianity, and church history – but still call yourself a Christian

 

© Copyright 2016. Amber Davis

“And falling sounds like a lullaby”…

by eyewillnotcry1973

She can’t outrun the darkness…
She can’t escape her past…

She can’t repair the damage…
Those scars will always last…

The flashbacks forever haunt her…
Sense of shame is all she feels…

And though she tries so hard…
It’s become impossible to conceal…

Her guilt is overwhelming…
She tries to live in constant denial…

The tablets will numb her senses…
But only for a very short while…

It’s like she’s in a dark tunnel…
Where black is all she sees…

With no sunlight on the horizon…
And no one around to set her free…

As she’s been to such dark places…
She’s seen things that horrify…

And temptation is getting stronger…
To escape this harrowing life…

She knows there’s one way out…
She knows she has a choice…

The only way to end this…
And finally silence the voice…

End the day to day trauma…
Escape her cruel prison cell…

Incarcerated by those memories…
Putting her through this daily hell…

That scream a little louder…
Every dark and lonely night…

She used to be much stronger…
She used to be able to fight…

But the years have taken their toll…
Each day has ground her down…

Now she never smiles anymore…
Her face carries a constant frown…

And the decision gets a little easier…
It becomes closer every day…

Just to overdose her system…
And wash this pain away…

 

Source: “And falling sounds like a lullaby”…

An apology to my autistic students…

Someone's Mum

I am sorry. I am a good human being – a good teacher, I think. I listen, I learn, I strive to be better. I know it is a great responsibility to shape young minds, young opinions. I thought I knew what it means to teach a pupil with autism. But experience has given me something knowledge never could and I am sorry; now I begin to understand.

Before I was the mother to my son – my son who I now know is autistic – I thought you might struggle to imagine as vividly as others. I see now that isn’t so; your minds can be quick and bright and colourful – like exotic birds, beautiful but unusual. Sometimes you just struggle to imagine things that are governed by the expectations, the minds, of others.

Before, I knew that some of you might find relationships difficult. I thought your emotions ran differently…

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