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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Always!
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Haha, memories, eh?
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I was the same as a child. When mom was on the phone, it was open season. But the frantic clean-up was my punishment.
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haha, oh, my kids just got told to sit tight and watch cartoons while I cleaned up before their dad got home.
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Oh, this little piece just buzzes with activity! 😉
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haha, when I used to volunteer as a counsellor for post natal care my kids would empty the pantry and spread it all over the floor knowing I could not stop my talk with my client. After a few more episodes I quit the job.
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This comes around nicely…nothing wring with a bit of clutter to tidy!
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so true:)
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LOL! Aren’t they just sweet? 🙂
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Haha, they are! they would tiptoe around me as if I did not notice them making a mess …when they are very young they don`t realize you can talk on the phone and SEE…haha
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