Morning Person/Night Person… Which One Are You?

A morning person.
That’s me, most definitely. I’m the annoying one, bouncing around (without coffee, I’ll have you know!) first thing in the morning!
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And it’s a good thing too, as my Hubby Dearest is definitely the opposite… A true Night Person.
He’s not great with alarms.
So it’s a good thing I am.  Because we have kids. And they seem to think that 6am is the right time to wake, every morning, or Lil Man at least! (And Lil Princess, in the holidays… really?! The struggles to get her to wake in the term time are unreal, yet in the holidays, 6.15am… why?!)
So breakfast is done, they are settled, and any bickering is dealt with by calm, rested mummy. If Daddy is roused, there is not a particularly patient parent there…
However, come 7pm, and mummy is getting tired.  Mummy can’t quite cope with the constant bickering. Mummy, shock horror, shouts! And in steps angel Daddy, to sort the problems out calmly, with no raised voices.
Hang on a minute, I was meant to be the Good Cop! When did the Baddie change places with me?
Good Bad
It got me thinking though.
This whole Good Cop/Bad Cop parenting thing.
We aren’t ever really just one of them, are we? Well in our household, there is definitely a personality change in Hubby Dearest and me, partway through the day!
And it directly correlates with our sleep patterns.
I sleep early because I am shattered from a busy day. I wake early, and refreshed, so I can be patient. Hubby Dearest sleeps late, and rouses himself later than me too, so he is at his prime, later in the day.
So I get Good Cop duty in the morning, and he is most definitely Bad Cop if he is woken up, and I morph into Bad cop by the evening, when my patience has worn very thin, but because he has had no kids to deal with in the day, and has woken later than us, Hubby Dearest switches to Good Cop!
So, which are you? Morning/Night Person? Good Cop/Bad Cop?

Images from Google.

The Liebster Award

It is always a blessing to be considered for any awards, and you know me, I try to acknowledge any nominations by way of a reblog. This time I have been honoured with the Liebster Award by Rob of Art by Rob Goldstein .
Not quite the beginner Liebster blogger that I once was, I still appreciate every nomination!
I thought I would, at least, answer the questions that Rob has set as I am on Easter Holidays, and my time constraints are a little easier!
The Ten Questions…
1. What do you like most about your blog?
Honestly, since starting this blog, more than ever, I love the interactions I have daily with my Blogily!
2. What was your favourite toy as a child?
I loved my first ever Cabbage Patch Kid! In fact, as we are home this weekend, it’s great to see Lil Princess playing with her, as my mum kept many of our toys!
3. If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
Tolerance. I think many of us have lost the ability to be tolerant of each other, of differences. We need to be able to accept differences, and celebrate them together, no alienate each other.
4. Which historical person inspires you the most?
There is not one person who gives me regular inspiration… the likes of Mother Teresa, Nelson Mandela… Those who attempted to bring peace to the world.
5. Who is your favourite author?
No no, you can’t ask me this question! I love far too many authors! From kids books to those that are meant for our age… too many to mention!
6. Who is the most positive person in your life?
Both my parents are the biggest positive influence in my life!
7. Have you ever met a pathological narcissist?
I think somewhere in our lives we have all met a few… but many of us didn’t know they could have a label as such!
8. Is it ever right to lie?
As long as it is a lie that will not hurt, a white lie, that can be controlled… like the Tooth Fairy and Santa. But you have to be careful in general situations… sometimes little white lies need bigger ones to keep an untruth covered up…
9. You are out with a co-worker for lunch and she begins to abuse the waitress. How would you react?
I would stop my co-worker, and apologise if necessary. And possibly not go out to lunch with them again!
10. If you could change one aspect of US politics, what would it be?
I can’t do this! Me and politics in any country don’t mix!!!
Again a HUGE thank you to Rob for even thinking of me!
I pass the Liebster love to all of you out there! 😃

Hugh’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Week 19 – “Gap”

It’s Hugh’s weekly photo challenge. Check out the prompt here.
(Funny story alert. .. I’m trying to post this at my parents home and their WiFi filter deems Hugh’s blog as far too risqué!  So I’m having to do this via my mobile so I can get all the links up, then edit via my Surface!

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The prompt word?

GAP

Want to join the fun? Here’s what you need to do.

1. Take or choose a photo that you’ve taken which shows a gap in it.
2. Create a new post on your blog entitled “Hugh’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Week 19 – “Gap”
3. Add the photo(s) you have taken to the post and tell us a little about what you are showing.
4. Create a pingback to this post or leave a link to your post in the comments section below so that other participants can view the post.

So  here’s mine, taken at Conkers Nature Park last summer, when Lil Princess was very nervously completing a rope adventure course… she was finally at the end and this great big gap appeared in the wooden slats! There were tears, and possible tantrums, had she not been too worried of falling through the slats, but she got there in the end!

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Leap Of Faith

Nearly there

Just one more big step…

Mind the gap!!!

Ritu 2016

But I Smile Anyway...

Cray Cray! – Kids Logic Part 48

Well, you know, if you read my blog, that I am a Nursery teacher, and that I have a rather interesting set of children in my afternoon session. Special needs, English as an additional language, behaviour… all sorts goes on in the afternoon over here!

Well, Lil Princess came into my classroom one afternoon, as she was coming home with me, rather than being picked up by her grandparents. She had heard about the kids from me, but not actually met them.

She sat, watching in bewilderment, as kids launched themselves at each other, and just did whatever they pleased, rather than listen to the adults in the room.

This was her comment to Hubby Dearest that evening…

“Everyone listens to mum… Except her afternoon class! Oh My God, those kids are cray cray!”

From the mouths of babes, eh!

Writespiration #85 – Snippets Of You

Sacha has asked us to do this for this week’s Writespiration challenge.

1 – The title of your current WIP – if you’re working on more than one, just choose the one you like the title of best. Or if you like, make a title up.
2 – A 150 word snippet from your current WIP. If it is part of a series, feel free to post links to amazon for the first book (only) in the series and I will add it for people to have a look.

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So here goes… one of my WIP’s, a new one, could be a collection of short stories, could be a stand alone long story…

Venus on Earth

That’s the supposed titles… the working title as it is called.

And the 150 (151!) word snippet…

All pretty usual for this place.
Then you get Venus House.
Intriguing name, isn’t it?
It’s one of the townhouses on my road, right opposite my own rented space. A beautifully kept house, and as far as I knew, it was owned by the lady who lived there. There had been no converting, but I think she rented rooms out to students.  Well, I had seen a number of young women who had stayed there for a while, before moving on, and a little time went by before another face became a familiar one.
Thing is, there were also quite a lot of visitors to this place.  They could be family or friends, I know, but it seemed strange that they only came most evenings…
Oh, I wondered plenty about this house. It was intriguing. And one day I got to find out a lot more about the tenants and owner…

 

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