Shiva's and Metta's Mother's Sutra

Inspired by the excellent weather, Ghin suggested an evening picnic in Stormont. The both of us headed there and it was sooo lovely to do that with him. I have never really done that with Ghin because life is just so busy. I used to do it LOTS with Oisin. But i also realised something - that i had missed out a lot on Oisin after he was five.five cos i was sooo preoccupied with Ghin. Well, here were some shots from today.  

Ghin, five years ago.... Yesterday my heart broke in two when i was telling Ghin off. If no one knows Ghin, despite him being very exceedinly cute, he is also very exceedingly indepepdent minded. And stubborn. Not like me at all, no. Anyway, he is nothing like Oisin who is very first child - obedient and rule following - to a point, of course. But Ghin will holler till the entire house comes down till he gets his way and much of disciplining Ghin is either having to stand up to him or to ignore him when these spells of holleration strike, which can be not infrequent. Yesterday though, after i was trying to get him into bed and change, which he refused to do, he started to cry and say, I feel so sorry for you mummy - i don't think he meant to put the for in there. But then he went on to say, i don't know what to do to make it better... i always try my best but i don't know how to make it better when you are angry. And then my heart broke. I realised that my baby is ...

Ghin gets cuter everyday... not bad going for someone who was born looking like a muppet (not one of those adorable muppets either.)

Stephanie!!! (I hear that now about two thousand times a day) Cos the last time i looked i had short hair, weighed five pounds heavier, and it was the middle of September. Suddenly it is... OCTOBER. And like well into the start of October. So how has teaching been so far. So far i can tell you it has been the MOST TIRING thing i have ever done. It is like motherhood, but motherhood for even MORE children. It was really funny, we were reading Stan thingymabob and the Dragon who wanted children and he met and old man who said go home, you now have children. And he went home and he had two and twenty and the children went TWENTY TWO!!!! He just wanted one or two, not twenty two... i sort of feel like Stan. But i love the children all the same. No two days are alike. Something always happens, given the unpredictability of being with small persons. All you can do is love them and hope that it turns out alright, oh yes, and then there is a teaching in between. The teaching is...