Portraits of Toddlers Eating Lemons for the First Time
This is my favorite thing ever. Can I get this printed so I can hang it in my room?
I relate to this.
Oh man this is just the sweetest. Thank you so much!!! Come off anon so we can be friends. Anyone who compares me to Meg Ryan is a winner in my book. And I’m sure you are already cooler than me ;)
[CM characters over the years] : Spencer Reid
I’m supposed to go to kickball tonight but I was in meetings all day and I just want to lay in my perfect nest pillow, on my comfy bed, in my own apartment, for forever.
Hi! Sorry this took so long to answer. My long term plans are still up in the air, honestly. I’ve considered going back to school to be a neonatal nurse practitioner, and I’ve also considered going back to be a special educator.
I absolutely adore what I do and plan to stay here for several years. Honestly, I could stay way longer if the pay was better, but it’s not the best. It’s a unique position and I love that I get to follow my kids for anywhere up to almost 5 years. I also love the flexibility I have and that I get to wear so many hats.
As for what I thought I’d do when I was in college…my original goal was to be a therapist specializing in ED treatment. That quickly changed when I realized I was too close to the subject and, for me, that would have been a negative. I was in the education program for three semesters and in that time I did a lot of substituting and student teaching. The summer before my senior year, I decided teaching was not for me. I prefer working with children under 5. At that point, I had no idea what I was going to do when I graduated. This was around the same time I started my internship with my now boss. I had no idea how things would work out, but I remember just knowing that when I was at my internship, I was where I was supposed to be.
My first walk home from work. After a year of either an hour commute one way or living out of a backpack, this is just about the most exciting thing.
Winston is working on his city cat prowl.
"I’d like them to be ministers or business people. But this one is supposed to start school this year, and I don’t have the money to send him."
(Kasangulu, Democratic Republic of Congo)
the best part about being in your 20’s is slowly caring less and less about what people think of you and surrounding yourself with good people
the worst is that I’m broke
My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.
To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…
Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.” My only statement. My brothers’ are also online. Thank you for all your kindness, and goodbye for awhile guys. xo (via zeldawilliams)