Monday, April 11, 2011

Ten Thousands Ugly Ink Dots

Goodbye to pedagogy. Nostalgia

already commented on FB, I've been hoarse, I have almost no voice, I sound between Colombo and The Godfather. And yes. Surely my husband and my children appreciate this parenthesis of silence.
Since there is an ill wind that blows no good I am recovering and parenting education techniques less "friendly." Do more and talk less.
you beat your sister for outside pictures. I turned off the TV and I was so wide. Gabriel usually notice about five or six times, I invite you to reflect, explain that you can not hit your sister, or kicking, or systematically remove all toys. And no good, five minutes does a reset, crack you again and I just screaming (and husky).
Today we're only a warning, I have gone throw the whole sermon. You're probably learning that sticks or a sister is not empathy, but because if you hit him, run out of privileges and, frankly, I give a damn because they are three times that Angela landed upside down because his brother pushes just as gets to stand holding on to the sofa.
Without belittling Carlos González, I think it's great that the Eskimo children do not eat fruit and grow as sanotes, but also food I'm getting sharp, if you do not eat the banana, no park.
I am a witch I'm going to do.

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