Kim Cormack's Blog, page 34

I will love you still

I will love you still

I will love you when pee on me and make poop portraits on the wall.

I will love you when you kick and scream while shopping at the mall.

I will love you when you scream I hate you, and repeatedly slam your door.

I will love you if you break my favourite thing in the world all over the floor

There's nothing you can ever do to make it so I don't love you because

I made a deal with myself that very first day.

When I stared down at the test in my hand that said my life would change.

I promised myself deep down inside that I would do my best.

To protect you from ever feeling pain but life puts that to a test.

I knew that I would make mistakes because I am just only human to you know.

So if you hate me today then that's okay

I'm yours forever anyway

I wish there was some magic way to protect you from the pain that comes with fair weather friends.

To teach you how to persevere when you feel like your life's at its end.

I wish that I could be right there when someone breaks your heart.

So I can wrap you in my loving arms and help put back the parts

Chances are I won't be there and that's okay I guess, because broken hearts just give us strength, and then we fall in love again.

So tell me you don't love me go ahead and say it to my face, because I will just love you anyway until my dying day.

No Ordinary Girl

No Ordinary Girl By Kim Cormack Her dreams they come in color like movie reels on a screen She remembers every moment of magic she has ever seen She is no ordinary girl Most days her hands are covered in mud from playing with bugs and worms She's really not too worried about girlie things like getting sick and germs It's not that she's untidy she usually starts out clean She never dreams of being a princess Because she knows she will be queen She dreams of catching fire flies in the dead of night She wants to hold one in the palm of her hand to use it as a light Sometimes she gets up very early before everyone is awake Just to watch the sun rise up and the colors that it makes She doesn't think that she's beautiful but it glows beneath her skin The woman one day she will become Shines like that sunrise within

Sleeve Boogies

I often wonder what it would be like to be one of those perfect moms. The ones with perfect hair and no sleeve boogies. I'm not a fan a of the sleeve boogie,you have one today because you spotted one on the side of your childs nose on the way into kindergarten. Being the more worried about them having something gross on them than you are on yourself kind of mom, you end up wiping it off with your own sleeve.Then of course you forget you did it,you had planned on stopping at the bathroom but somehow always managed to get side tracked. Then of course your at a grocery store or out in public and you bump into that put together pants suit wearing fresh from the hair dresser mom.
The wow she always looks fabulous how does she do it mom,she points out your sleeve boogie from your childs nose. She says something like you have something gross on your sleeve,you laugh and say kids. You make a mental note to put kleenexes in your pocket but you never do.

Or the I need to bleach my shoes because you remembered rubber boots for your son when you went to the pumpkin patch but not yourself. A week or two goes by you have off brown white shoes,you have them triple knotted because they keep untying themselves. You notice how horrific they are looking but have two kids and two jobs and havn't found the time.

You plan to go to the hairdresser at some point but you do it yourself to save money.
Your hair stays in a ponytail most days because you have curly hair and its rainy.
You watch soccer practice and laugh the entire time thinking this is way more fun than I imagined it would be.
You don't care very much about going out dancing because your way to tired,but you sing to all the new music in your mini van.
You have brief flickers of missing your old life.........but you wouldn't trade this new one for anything in the world.

Swimming in the Mud

Swimming in the mud with a squish and a squash

I wish I never had to wash

Its on my face and up my nose

Its even between my wiggling toes



Swimming in the mud

with a splish and a splat

Oh look there's the cat

Swimming in the mud with a scritch and a scratch

You know my cat does not like mud

Another children's poem by Kim Cormack.Want to use it? Just contact me for permission and details first please.

Heaven Smiled On Me Illustrations

I had a friend give me an awesome idea while illustrating this book.

Mommies and childrens of different ethnic backgrounds not just the same mother and child through out the book.
I have to say what those pictures brought to the book is absolutely amazing.

This simple idea changed the feeling of the book but in a wonderful way ;) Thank you friend ;)xo

No Ordinary Girl

Her dreams they come in color like movie reels on a screen

She remembers every moment of magic she has ever seen

She is no ordinary girl

Most days her hands are covered in mud from playing with bugs and worms

She's really not too worried about girlie things like getting sick and germs

It's not that she's untidy she usually starts out clean

She never dreams of being a princess

Because she knows she will be queen

She dreams of catching fire flies in the dead of night

She wants to hold one in the palm of her hand to use it as a light

Sometimes she gets up very early before everyone is awake

Just to watch the sun rise up and the colors that it makes

She doesn't think that she's beautiful but it glows beneath her skin

The woman one day she will become

Shines like that sunrise within

Motivation for the day

1 If your ship doesn't come in swim out to it.
2 When the heart is willing it will find a thousand ways when it is not you will find a thousand excuses.
3 Will you look back on your life and say I wish I had or I'm glad I did.
4 The best way to predict your future is to create it.
5 If you can dream it you can do it.

Wall Monsters and Shopping Carts

My five year old son Cam was kind enough to draw some lovely art all over his bedroom walls last night. He was drawing monsters; full size ones. He even took the time to draw one my feet while I was sleeping. I never woke up! Now that's talent.

Sometimes when the parental frustration takes over, all you need to do is take a step back to appreciate how funny your child's latest shenanigan really is ;)

The very same day in the line up at Wal-Mart, he realised that the front of the shopping cart could be pushed and lifted (to attach the cart to the other shopping carts when put away). I'm paying for my purchases and he pushes it in, and dives through it.

My innocent flower gets stuck of course. "Mommy, mommy, help me", he screams as he's pinned between the shopping cart top and bottom. I look down and say in a completely disbelieving tone, "What in the world are you doing Cam". While other children would stand and wait, my son dives through shopping carts.

Not my child

The sheer brilliance of most people is completely undermined by blind trust in their own child who is not yet capable of wiping their own bum. Billy would never, absolutely never hit anyone.<?xml:namespace prefix = o />

The reality is that your child is three years old. He has absolutely no clue about the rules of life. The rules sometimes are a bit fuzzy to a three year old. When someone frustrates him or annoys him, it's okay to be mad at them, but he is not allowed to hit them.

Why wouldn't your child hit another person? Society says don't do it, but little Billy doesn't know what society is, does he? It's the base survival instincts for Billy. Children do not come with guilt or with a conscience we install that in them.

When we are teaching children what is right and what is wrong as parents we say, "No hitting Billy, That boy is your friend. If we love our friends, and treat them with respect we can keep them forever."

In the future when someone annoys or takes a toy from your child and they hit them, your child may feel guilty (or is it fear) because they know if they hit a friend they could lose their friendship.

It's instinct to protect ourselves. When teaching right from wrong to our children we have the opportunity to change our child's responses from survival instinct to appropriate behaviour.

Our goal as a parent is to attempt to teach right from wrong. Our job is to help our children be functioning healthy adults. We teach them to brush their teeth so they have strong and healthy teeth. A nice smile will help them get employment as an adult.

We teach them to be clean, so people like how they smell and want to be close to them. We teach them to be kind to the people in their life they are close to because every friend is a blessing. We teach them about hard work through chores and helping when someone asks them for their help.

Human beings do not come with these traits they are installed by their parents. When someone falls down and is crying I want to know my child is helping them up not standing over them laughing. But he might, it might have been pretty comical the way they fell. He might not have known that they were really hurt; maybe he thought that they were playing or joking. When something goes wrong then you just teach them how to make it right.

Teaching right and wrong doesn't mean that that will always respond appropriatly to a situation; we simply hope they will.

Illustrating Dragons

I have been illustrating all day today! I am so stoked about how everything is all coming together.

I was thinking; I should start writing that book about dragons. I prefer to draw dragons rather than people. Let me rephrase that I love drawing dragons! Weird you say? I know.

Dragons with gas problems I think it would be a big seller. Dragons that blow up stuff with gas.

Immature yes... funny totally.