So I entered this wee photo competition (as I do) for a Rural calendar.
Anyway my expectations were low so I was chuffed to hear I'd got two images through to the next round of judging.
WARNING BELLS! Don't get excited - Whoops too late. Part of me then began to think....okay, maybe i have a shot.....
Well I didn't.
I heard back today and neither went through to the next round.
For about 5 minutes I felt really bummed out.
But then I thought, well hey I got through the first round - that's not a bad thing.
My curiosity got the better of me so I thought I'd find out how many from the 1700 entries made the first cut. Turns out only 220 did and 2 of those were mine!
How cool is that!?!
Which leads to me to think that perhaps I am growing up. Perhaps my ability to deal with disappointment comes from having a good attitude, finding the positive and (just a few) years of life experience.
HOWEVER I'm not entirely sure how pleased I am with the concept of growing up. I may well have to do something silly and childlike to knock it on the head........Watch this space.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Sunday, August 11, 2013
The lesson I was taught.
If you know me, or have been reading my blog, you'll likely know that I really try to be a good parent. Supportive, loving, well balanced - and I don't mean a glass of wine in both hands. I try to be encouraging and help my children learn not only things that are educational but the 'bigr picture' things in life....you know values and stuff.
But often it's hard.
There can be tiredness, tears and whinging. And that's just me.
However on Friday I was delighted to watch both of them shine at their school assembly.
Miss 5 and a half got a 'Star Student' certificate for helping and being well.....her. There may have been a weenie tear in my eye....perhaps dust but we will go with a wee tear.
Then Master 8 and a half stood up with two other class mates to read a poem....in front of the whole school. Go him! I was so proud! It's was much later in life before I was confident to do such things. And at a push I would do it now but not before trying to get out of it. What made me super proud was he loves his writing so read out his work was pretty special.
Even with all my worries about their education being met, their friends, their teachers, manners, are they being all they can be, I was taught by them (in a very round about way) that in fact they are doing just fine. Which means I'm doing just fine too.
And I'm proud of them.
Which surely is the one of the best parts of parenting there can be.
But often it's hard.
There can be tiredness, tears and whinging. And that's just me.
However on Friday I was delighted to watch both of them shine at their school assembly.
Miss 5 and a half got a 'Star Student' certificate for helping and being well.....her. There may have been a weenie tear in my eye....perhaps dust but we will go with a wee tear.
Then Master 8 and a half stood up with two other class mates to read a poem....in front of the whole school. Go him! I was so proud! It's was much later in life before I was confident to do such things. And at a push I would do it now but not before trying to get out of it. What made me super proud was he loves his writing so read out his work was pretty special.
Even with all my worries about their education being met, their friends, their teachers, manners, are they being all they can be, I was taught by them (in a very round about way) that in fact they are doing just fine. Which means I'm doing just fine too.
And I'm proud of them.
Which surely is the one of the best parts of parenting there can be.
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