praying womantis

I just painted my toe nails. They are now yellow with blue polka dots. Which made me want to sing "five little speckled toes sitting on a speckeld….rose??" I didn’t get that far with the song in my head. Clearly I have been spending way to much time around kids. Previous to the speckled toes I had rainbow sparkle toes. Thats what happens when you work in an enchanted forest.

The fairy ball went well. I was dressed in an interesting outfit that consisted of hot pink genie pants, a red and purple tutu, my bee leggins on my arms, a green flower in my hair, and another larger pink flower in the other side of my hair. I forgot to put on wings…or they were just magical invisable wings. My genie pants didn’t want to stay up and kept finding their way down to my ankles. I looked like a homie genie. A gomie if you will. But no worries, I also had on a dress, so there was no fairy bum hanging out.

We named a king and queen of the ball. we basically took into consideration what boy and girl had done really well over the course of the four weeks. All the campers did well of course, and made sure that they all knew that, and we made sure they all had a special role to play. We choose professor child to be king because he has such a kind spirit and played well with everybody, and never complained about anything. We named a little girl named Caitlin queen because like Professor Child, She had also played well with others, and really embraced the imagination and magic of the camp theme. Chatty Cathy played the role of head knight, mostly because she adored the knight costume. She had also been a good friend to everybody and always wanted to come to the rescue when any trouble arose. Which is quite funny considering all the trouble she herself arose. Anyway, I think they all really had a good time, and it was fun watching the kids reactions when they saw all the special goodies the "fairies" and "dragons" left them. I took some pictures, but perhaps I will post them later. I had to delete the videos of Professor Child pacing to create more room on my memory card. I will have to get another video. There is still two weeks left of camp. The next theme is going back in time with the Native Americans.

I got in a decent mini table nap today. I left my green hair flower on the mini table. ooppps.

I had a pretty lame night. I did nothing. Nothing good at least.

Tomorrow is my usual Saturday. Group and babysitting. I live such an exciting life.

I continue to wake up hating myself more and more. And I keep typing myself as myslef, so maybe I will just refer to myself as myslef. Myslef John. Nah, too stupid.

I keep doing things I shouldn’t be doing. Yet, I want to do it, and don’t want to feel like I have to do it. And I don’t want to have to feel like if I don’t do it, terrible things will happen. But its such a terrible thing to do, which makes everything so twisted turned upside down…now let me tell you how I became the prince(ss) of Belair.

Their is a Praying Mantis on my wall. I will name it Saint Mantis. Amen.

Today A little boy, Chatty Cathy’s twin brother, who I will call Needy Nicky, found a leaf bug and named it Leaf Buggins. Together we set Leaf Buggins free into the wild, which by into the wild, again, I mean out the back door.

I just set Saint Mantis free, and by free I mean out my window. Im sure he is now spreading the gospel to the insect kingdom.

Is a female Praying Mantis called a Praying Womantis? Again with the bug names and questions.

Am I bugging you with them? (haha…yeah, Im that lame!)

Well one more thing…If Saint Mantis is a girl, It would be called Mother Mantis. Just had to throw that out their.

I need to stop!