September 19, 2010

Lucky Me

I don’t know if I have told you lately how lucky I am to work with such wonderful people as I do. From top to bottom there is not a weak link anywhere along the line. From the nannies to the mommies to the sitters to the grannies the are the best you could ever hope to find. They are smart friendly ladies who know their business. So if you have the desire they have the knowledge and know how to provide the best experience for you. Daddy Paul
September 13, 2010

Messy Room

Whosever room this is should be ashamed! His underwear is hanging on the lamp. His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair, And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp. His workbook is wedged in the window, His sweater’s been thrown on the floor. His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV, And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door. His books are all jammed in the closet, His vest has been left in the hall. A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed, And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall. Whosever room this is should be ashamed! Donald or Robert or Willie or– by Shel Silverstein Lorraine
September 8, 2010

Sweet Lil Sissy

Some of the sissies don’t need any punishment at all. Or at least they haven’t with me. I am talking about one sissy boy in particular who called me recently. I’ll call him Sissy Boy B.since he is such a shy sissy. Everything I ask of him to do for his training though Sissy B does without any fussing. He trusts his Mommy and knows I am going to do my best to help him in what he is looking for. Sissy Boy B you’re just a sweet darling of a Sissy, and I wanted you to know how proud I am of you. Mommy Shirley
September 4, 2010

Rise of the sissy

    I have noticed a lot more of you guys turning toward the sissy side. And boy oh boy am I loving it. I really have a great time with you dressing you up in your dresses and tights with make-up and ribbons in your hair. The look you give me when you are all dolled up, the way you see yourself in the mirror and the satisfaction we both receive from getting you the look you were striving for. So come on boys lets keep this up and bring your best dresses and make daddy and his little sissy both happy.   Daddy Paul
August 23, 2010

Treehuggers

Children of the fragile forest gather around Where bird song seems to be the loudest sound A place called Summer, green as you could please A place where we all proudly hug the trees. Hug trees for the walnuts and sweet apples For the shade above small country chapels For giving squirrel and crow a place to live For the priceless gift of oxygen they give. Follow your feet across a woodland floor Beneath the tall and ancient sycamore Under redwood, under tall blue pine Come with me and form an endless line. Join the boy whose name is simply ME Take your turn and hug a mighty tree A wish we cast upon an August breeze A dream to cross the seven sacred seas. Release it now, just like a big balloon… A prayer to reach the mountains of the moon To citizens of Earth alas we say Go find yourself a tree to hug today! And if a grownup says Don’t be a fool! Or Is that what they’re teaching you in school Just find this poem and read this simple rhyme It’s cool to HUG a TREE from time to time! Children this is how the world can be Making Earth plan A and not plan B Wear Change! Share Change! Sing Change! Bring Change And start by hugging a tree! Lily
August 17, 2010

The Silent Passer-by

// <![CDATA[// // <![CDATA[// When I was a child, I didn’t have hair on my head, just some stubs. I liked to watch my friends play. I would join them now and then, but I preferred watching. Every day, we would see an old man walking by our playground, carrying an umbrella. He had big ears and a bald head. The moment my friends saw him pass by, they would shout, “Hey, deaf and dumb, what’s the time?” They told me that he could neither hear nor speak. It was early evening. I was standing at the gate of my house, when I saw the old man coming. I was alone. There were no friends around to shout the usual words of ‘greeting’. But how could I let this man walk by without saying anything? So for the first time, I asked in a soft voice, “Hey deaf and dumb, what’s the time?” The old man looked at me. Then he looked at his watch and replied,”It’s five thirty.” Lorraine I ran inside the house and never shouted at the old man after that day.
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