August 4, 2010

Little Star

Little star lived in space with all the other stars and planets. Most stars were shiny and bright and made patterns in the sky, but try as she might, Little Star couldn’t shine as brightly as the other stars. One night when the other stars were dancing around the moon Little Star set off to see her friend, Twinkle. Now Twinkle was a wishing star and could make Little Stars wish come true. She wanted to be the brightest star in the universe! But Little Star couldn’t find Twinkle anywhere and she started to cry. Would she ever be as bright as the other stars ? Suddenly she heard a friendly voice calling out ,”Little Star, Little Star grab hold of my tail and I’ll take you for a ride!” It was Corky the comet. Corky had a long silvery tail and was always rushing through space. Straight away Little Star leaped onto Corky’s tail. It was time for an adventure! “Where are we going?” Little Star asked Corky. “We’re going to visit my old friend Mr. Sun, the biggest and brightest star of all.” Little Star was so excited she nearly fell off Corky’s tail. As Corky sped through space Little Star could feel the warm glow from Mr. Sun getting closer.” We’ll fly once around Mr. Sun and then it’s back home for tea” bellowed Corky. Little Star couldn’t wait. As they got nearer Corky heard Little Star shout out ,”Hello Mr. Sun.” Mr. Sun slowly turned around to see who was there. “ Well if it isn’t my old friend Corky… and who have you brought along to see me today?” he said with a warm and friendly voice. “This” said Corky, is my new friend Little Star. “ It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sun “ said Little Star. “ I wish I was big and bright like you.” Mr. Sun chuckled to himself. “ It will be a long time before you’re as big as me “ he said, “But you’ll be much brighter sooner than you think “ he said, winking at Corky. Then Mr. Sun reached out his long shimmering arm and shook hands with Little Star, and as he let go a strange thing happened. Little Star felt all tingly inside, her eyes lit up and suddenly she started to glow brighter and brighter.” Looks like Mr. Sun has cheered you up a bit”, said Corky. Little Star gave Corky a big smile then turned around to wave goodbye to Mr. Sun. “ Thank you for making me bright and shiny”, shouted Little Star.” You always were”, said Mr. Sun ,”you just had to feel it inside.” Then with a whoosh from Corky’s tail they shot off through space and before Little Star knew it they were back home just in time for tea. Silvie
July 27, 2010

New Frillies

Yes sweetie Lily went shopping just for you my sweet come see what i bought just for my little sissy. Going to get to try these on and prance all over the livingroom floor dancing like i know you like to do.These are going to look adorable on you i know.Especially with these cute little stockings and bows  Lily might even have a cute little short dress and shoes and bows for you also thats if your a good little sissy. Think you are do you well i will have to check and make sure that room is all cleaned and the bathroom is done also.Oh you forgot to do the bathroom huh well now that is not good is it no special little treats for you my little sissy nope none at all.Guess its back to diapers for now is it not.Such a shame to maybe the next time you will listen and do what your told to do while i am gone. Lily
July 3, 2010

Good Times

Sweet!  The Fourth is finally here, can you believe it?  Summer is officially in full swing now.  Time for good food, good people and good times.  I personally love fill a giant tub of water grenades and just put them out without saying a word; then seeing how long it takes for someone (who usually is three sheets to the wind) to discover them and plan their ambush on some unsuspecting soul, hehe.  Ah yes…good times…good times.  Well anyways, hope everyone have a wonderful Fourth and has some “good times” as well!   Maggie 1-888-430-2010
June 19, 2010

Play Date

You wanna look so pretty for mommy don’t you? So does Mommy. I want you to wear a pretty little dress for all the men in the neighborhood. We can watch them and you can pick out your favorite man to play with. Of course he’ll come over on a “play” date and Mommy will teach you how to be a “cute” little sissyl for him. How lucky he will be won’t he? He’ll get to play with you (and maybe even Mommy) and he’ll find out exactly how much fun we both are won’t he? We’ll make sure you make him happy so when his Daddy comes to pick him up he will tell him how he had fun with both of us and how he got to touch and snuggle with both of us. Maybe his Daddy will want to play with us too. *Smiles* Mommy Maggy
June 14, 2010

Hush a bye baby

Hush a bye baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock; When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all. Now we all know most everyone enjoys nursery rhymes and poems etc and you enjoy being a baby wearing diaper bibs having those changed and especially being treated like one i would think you would also enjoy mommy singing to you would you not thats if mommy could just a sing a note or two hehehhe Lorraine
May 22, 2010

Plastic Wrap

I’ve been fascinated as of late with different forms of subduing techniques. I have put the question to the forums, and I thought I might bring the subject here as well. From cuffs, to potions to being immobilized by many pairs of hands to blackmail – so very many ways to be subdued for one purpose or another. Now the other night in the chatroom, Daddy Paul brought up the possibility of plastic wrap. Well let me tell you, this peaked my interest. What a lovely use a common household item! One could use plastic wrap as a suitable substitute to ropes/cuffs, create a make shift squaddling sleep sack out of it, as well as adapt it to be used as bed/hospital straps. And the things I could do with the colored wraps – especially the rose colored ones (let’s just say I would test my clothes designing skills with it, teeheehee!)! I think it may actually pass the versatility of duct tape LOL! So I wanted to tip my hat to Daddy Paul for opening my eyes (and my warped, little mind) to the wonderful world of plastic wrap! Maggie
May 22, 2010

Summer Time Snacks

Treats are a good thing. Especially on a hot hot day. I remember when I was little my Mom would make her own ice pops. And man they sucked. My Mom didn’t believe in the use of sugar, or flavor actually, everything tasted the same, and her ice pops? Tasted like ice cubes that just happened to be in various colors. Now my dad on the other hand, his stuff was magical. It had FLAVOR! He would make these incredible yogurt and fruit pops every year for the Fourth of July. We had to wait a whole year to get a decent snack, it was something we would look forward to. It was like Christmas. Since I have become an adult and have learned that it’s actually okay for your food to taste a lot better then newspaper, I make my own snacks for hot days. No matter how many times I make them and enjoy them, I always think back to my Mom and her frozen ice blob pops. Sue 1-888-430-2010
May 8, 2010

Mother’s Day

Tomorrow is Mother’s Day, so I just wanted to wish all these wonderful ladies here at Phone-a-Mommy a wonderful and relaxing day!! I all know how hard each and every one of you works, and there is no other group of ladies who deserve it more!! So put those feet up, place those cucumber slices on those tired eyes, and let those around serve you for a change! Happy Mother’s Day Ladies! Maggie
May 8, 2010

the Mother with Her Newborn Child

Behold the mother with her newborn child! An icon of a hope that never dies. Death may label all we cherish lies, Yet this love lies too deep to be defiled. We clear an inner field where fate has smiled, Letting play the pleasures of surmise, Holding back all contrary replies, As though our thoughts might turn the winters mild. Despite the well-known travesties of time, Each time a child is born we dream anew, For only thus our losses are regained. Though we must share the destiny of slime, No passion in our palette is more true Than that which cradles innocence unstained. Silvie
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