It doesn’t matter how many times you fall down, it matters how many times you get back up.
— autor nieznany
It doesn’t matter how many times you fall down, it matters how many times you get back up.
— autor nieznany
and no im not talking about ball games! Last week we had one of those ‘pass the bug’ weeks as in tummy bugs and it was not much fun to be honest. On tuesday morning I got home from work, having done a 12 hour night shift to be greeted by my son who had spent large amounts of the night on the loo.
Yes I feel sorry for him, honestly. I do. But that is a curve ball for our childcare arrangements and when i usually am crawling into bed having dropped kids off here and there..i now had the pleasure of a 10 year old vomity kid instead. A long day of awake stretches ahead of me. *sigh*
I dropped the little girls off at school and having my son with me and the dog, who always leaps into the car these days. We stopped at a lovely little wooded area that is close to the kid’s school. It is largely unused except by dog walkers, a couple of stunt bmx-ers who have made a ramp and the odd time you might run into a film crew as it is quite close to a studio.
We might have made a funny sight that morning. A scraggy little dog, a ten year old who was looking a bit green and a mama in scrubs and boots shuffling along in a sleep starved manner!
Was a beautiful morning, cold but sunny and it couldn’t fail to lift my sprits a bit. Nice for the dog to have a run and for me to hang out with my boy for a bit!
Dark panda eyes bought to you this week by the NHS 🙂
oh and just in case folks are thinking im busting out the big camera guns for a post night shift walk round the woods. These are all iphone pics lovelies. 🙂
“the best camera is the one you have with you” Chase Jarvis