thinking about it

Poppy modelling my vintage cateye frames, love these, will have to wait to get lenses put in though.

This blog takes up a lot of space in my cluttered head. I find myself thinking of things I can write about but also about the readers. I know I only have 18 "followers" but I assume that more people read this blog but just don't officially "follow" like my Mom for instance (Hi Mom!)

I read a lot of blogs myself and I often think about their stories. Most of the blogs I follow are other Moms, some of them have children with DS and some do not. I follow some crafty ladies, some quilt y ladies, some photography loving ladies. And there are a couple of Dad's thrown in there too.

I always find these blogs so fascinating, sometimes wishing that my life were a bit more glamourous so you all would have something fab to read about other than Ds, sick kids, dolls. Wishing that I was a better photographer, heck wishing I could remember my camera so i could take more fabulous photos of my daily jaunts. but then....

I started thinking that maybe someone out in blogland thinks that I am pretty special, maybe I am one of the blogs that they love to read, maybe they think I am kinda cool, that my kids are super cute, that raising chickens is kinda fun, that I am a strong super mom.

but then again, maybe not...

but that's ok, cause I think I am pretty cool, that my kids are super cute, that my chickens are awesome and that I am a super Mom and I know the last one is true cause Poppy told me so! :)

who knew?

I posted a couple of weeks ago that Poppy was starting pre-school. This was start of week 3 and she is at home sick, not really acting sick at all, but she is and so is her sister.

But that is not what this post is about.

Last week we got a letter sent home with the kids asking that we pack a set of emergency clothes (specifically earthquake) a cuddle toy, a family picture and a letter. I thought ok... I can do that.

Wait did that say a letter?

"please send a comfort letter in case your child can not be with you in time of an emergency."

What the what? It had honestly never crossed my mind that she might not be with us if god forbid something ever happened here.

I waited a couple of days and them decided that I should pack this ziplock bag. I grabbed an outfit that she has never worn, specifically one that I am not at all attached to, a new pair of back to school socks, underpants... I didn't know what to pack as a cuddle toy, Poppy has never been attached to any specific toy for more than a day, and it had to be small. I grabbed a little chicken stuffy and plopped it in. Then the letter.....

What do you say to your child in a hypothetical emergency situation, a situation where you can not be there to comfort them. A situation where your child's teacher needs to be a stand in parent.

I told her that we love her, that we will be there soon, that she needs to listen to her teachers because they are just trying to keep her safe, and that we will be there to get her soon.

Writing that little letter was really hard. I didn't know what to say without saying the obvious, and I hope that what I said is enough. I hope that while an emergency is actually taking place the teachers actually have time and wits about them to read them to our children. That and that if there is an emergency it happens in the spring because otherwise she is gonna freeze.