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I was having a conversation with my son the other day about friends and such. He's sixteen now and getting information from him is worse than pulling teeth with no pain killers. This particular day, though, I must have asked the right questions. I asked him if any of his friends drink alcohol. His response was to tell me that he was smart enough not to tell me if they were. Okay - fair enough. I

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I was visiting my sister the other day when her step-daughter dropped off the granddaughter for a weekend visit. The little girl is about 18 months old, and my sister mentioned that she had to spend most of her time following the child around to keep her out of trouble. I suggested that she give the girl some toys, but my sister pointed out to me that she didn't have any toys to give the child.

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Yay - oh yay - oh yay!!! I contacted our local animal shelter today to find out about their volunteer program. As part of our school studies, Kira and Marisa will begin volunteering at the shelter next week. They will get to play with dogs and cats to their little hearts' content. The volunteer program allows for children of any age as long as they are accompanied by an adult. We can walk dogs

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Marisa received a new movie for Christmas that has simply taken over our lives. How to Train Your Dragon Since this new movie about the most feared dragon - the Night Fury - has come into our lives, Marisa has become obsessed with a certain special dragon named Toothless. Now, if you're lucky enough to be familiar with this movie, you already know that the movie is pretty good. The plot, the

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Are you looking for an inexpensive and easy way to provide everlasting entertainment for your children (and your cats)? The answer is right in your own back yard. You need only make a couple of minor purchases and then be on your way to never ending entertainment for your children (and your cats). What you need:  1 or more bird feeders 1 or more bags of bird seed What you do: Find a good

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I told Kira and Marisa that we were going for a drive and asked Kira to tell me what we needed to put in the car in case of an emergency. So she decided that we needed a couple of blankets, some water, some food, flashlights, a lighter, and some toys... lol. So we got 3 blankets - one for each of us - and a pack of graham crackers and a jar of peanut butter. I filled 2 bottles with water.

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Why, oh why, does the powers that rule over the world of toys make it so difficult for us parents to procure that perfect gift for our children? Those in charge somehow know exactly what toys are going to be most coveted. They release the toy in September or so, with only a limited supply so that that one item is around for a very short time when parents are  not even thinking about Christmas.

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Have you ever listened to your children as they play whatever pretend games they enjoy playing? It is a very interesting activity to sit and listen in while they play imaginary games. I've noticed over the past few weeks that my girls are playing games that replicate their real lives. Whatever issues they might be dealing with at the time are acted out in the realm of their pretend world. Their

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I'm wandering through my day today, dealing with two very whiny children. I have no idea what has happened to turn my darling angels in to devilish monsters, but I know that something has to change - and FAST - before I completely lose my mind. (or what's left of it...) In an attempt to figure out what to do, I revisited one of my old posts - Oh the Joy of Whiny Days... - and did a bit of

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The last few months have been filled with complete and total chaos. We moved at the beginning of September and still have not quite found our equilibrium. I find myself struggling with the day to day... and the super whiny kids... as we all try to adjust to these most recent changes. For starters, the kids' toys have taken over and seem to be multiplying as though we had turned loose a few dozen

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I just wanted to take a moment to share a bit of an observation... I have heard a lot over the past years about how competition is not good for young children and their fragile self esteem. I have heard a lot about how schools are doing more to protect children from feeling as though they are competing against each other academically. I have even heard of sporting events that take place without

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One of the most treasured activities for children is talking about themselves. Kids love to hear stories of their birth, stories of their big moments, anything about themselves, really. Sometimes telling those same old stories can get a bit boring to us parents. As an alternative, try telling a few stories about yourself. You might be surprised at how much your child will enjoy learning about

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In today's world of hectic schedules and over booked activities, many children have lost the pleasure of unstructured free time. There is so much pressure to expose our kids to all possible avenues of interest that we, as parents, often forget to just step back and let our children be children. Unfortunately, the scheduled child loses something that is most important to their life. When we plan

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I stopped at my local Rite Aid on Wednesday to buy some Childrens Tylenol for Marisa because she was running a fever and I wasn't 100% certain that I had any Tylenol at home. Rite Aid happens to be within a mile of my house and is relatively easy to get in and out compared to other places around here, so I chose the path of least resistance even though I knew the prices would be slightly higher.

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It has been over 20 years since I was last stung by a bee. Twenty years, that is, until TODAY... Today, while Marisa and I were viewing a potential apartment, we apparently disturbed the current residents living under the deck. When we first walked out on the deck there was nothing at all to indicate that we were in danger. Within mere seconds, however, we were swarmed by a cloud of yellow

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THIS IS COPIED FROM DEAR ABBY. I THINK IT'S SUCH A NEAT IDEA THAT I WANT TO SHARE IT WITH EVERYBODY. BUT I ALSO WANT TO BE SURE THAT EVERYBODY KNOWS WHERE IT CAME FROM ---- AVOID THOSE COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENTS.... DEAR ABBY: My 4-year-old nephew recently cut his finger. When the story was being told by my sister, she mentioned telling her daughter to get out one of the red towels. "Red towel?"

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Here is a note that I needed to send to one of the 16yr old girls that plays for the team I coach. Dear Xxxxxxx If you come to the field again like two weeks again where you had taken caffeine pills and not eaten all day. Or last week where you collapsed and then sat huddled in pure pain because you only had cabbage soup for three days. Or last night where you showed up and your eyes were

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I've read, many times, that you should spend "quality" time with your children. I've also read, far fewer times, that it is the quantity that matters even more.I put in my vote for quantity.It is easy for us as adults to get discouraged about doing things with our children - especially the very young. We sometime feel that we have to do "big" things and have adventures: Go to the amusement park

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We teach our children from a very young age how to use 9-1-1 and then we scare the geepers out of them by telling them not to call. We tell them it in case of an extreme emergency like an accident where mom or dad can't speak, a fire, or car accident it's okay. But never any other times!! Because we know if we abuse it we will be fined big time! So as I was driving long last night I needed

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There are times when being a parent can be somewhat of a challenge. Over the past few months I have struggled with personal illness, family life, and having a friend who lost her 4 year old child to a tragic accident. These times when life is a struggle, it is easy to feel as though you are not really doing a good job at being a parent. There are many days that just drift by without much

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I decided to give Kira a special project today. I bought a pack of Safari Animals and a foil lasagna pan. I had some sand already. I set her up and explained how to glue the animals and various rocks and trees into place first, then we would add the sand and other embellishments. Kira spent about a half hour setting up the foundation of her diorama with the animals. In the process of choosing

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 We went on vacation at the beach a couple of weeks ago and here's a snippet of our trip. ---------- Oh my gosh, we had such a blast at the beach when we were on vacation. We went out on Thursday morning during low tide and discovered dozens of tide pools to be explored. We found:          2 hermit crabs      3 sand snails that we managed to dig up out of the sand      1 sand crab that wasn't

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There comes a time in every parent's life when she must face the bitter truth. This time usually comes at the most inopportune moment and without very little warning. For me, the time did have some small warning and I was able to control the exact timing of the moment when "the conversation" actually took place. It was still rather difficult and - ahem - shocking, to say the least. For about two

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If you come here often, you may have noticed that many of my posts have a link or two conveniently located within the text. I know many blogs have links that are embedded for whatever reason there may be. Sometimes the links are relevant. Sometimes the links are merely pop-up ads. (Those things irritate me more than whiny kids...) I just thought I might take a moment to make it known that any

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I CAN NOT GET INTO MY FACEBOOK ACCOUNT BECAUSE I AM NOT AT HOME AND THE NEW SECURITY MEASURES ARE BEYOND RIDICULOUS. Okay - I feel better now. Although I am wondering if I will be able to access my Facebook when I get home. The system SHOULD recognize the computer I'm using. It should just let me right in. I'm not at all certain of how this new security measure is supposed to work. All I know

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Today I am a very happy Mom. You see - everybody in the house is sick except me. (Not why I'm happy...of course.) I'm sitting here and it occurs to me that I'm the only person in the house who happens to have any desire for food. Nobody wants to eat except me. I can't disappear for any length of time to enjoy a meal out. I don't want to try to cook something for just me. Usually I would call a

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...your kids?  We will be embarking on a family vacation in a few short days (though not nearly short enough). Our driving time will be about 6 hours, maybe 7 hours depending on how often we have to pull over and break up whatever fight has broken loose in the back of the car between the rival siblings. This - I do not look forward to. Both of our girls have discovered the sheer joy and power

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Sadly, my days are numbered. May 1st approaches and no matter how hard I try, nothing seems to slow the ticking of the clock. It is a sad time for me. My youngest child - my last baby - is growing up. She refuses to heed my request to stay little. She refuses to skip this birthday, though I did try to convince her that she did not actually NEED to be four years old. She refuses... Time refuses...

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...AND STAY OUT. I just want to say that I am so glad that both of the girls are now old enough to be kicked out of the house. Yes - you read that right. I kick my 3 yr old and 5 yr old out of the house. (SHE IS SO STILL THREE YEARS OLD! At least til Saturday...when I will begrudgingly admit that she has gained a year.... very begrudgingly.) Now that they are both older and fairly well capable

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This past week was a pretty interesting week for us. We managed to accomplish one of childhood's most noted milestones. (Well - okay - that's a bit overly dramatic...) Being the amazing parent that I am, I was piled up in bed sound asleep while my darling Kira ventured out to our sun porch to play. Mind you, she very carefully avoided waking me up for fear that I would deny her request to go out

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Spring has Sprung. (finally) The sun is shining. The weather is nice. Outside is the place to be. Now is the perfect time to plant something. Seeds are not expensive and children love to plant things and watch them grow. You can buy a small planter and a bag of garden soil at the Dollar Tree. (I love that place...) Set up your supplies outside and have some fun. We did this about three weeks

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Well, I took my 15 year old on vacation - just me and him. I had hoped we would have a pleasant time exploring the museums in Washington D.C. together. I was wrong. His greatest desire was to sit in our hotel room - glued to his computer. Sigh.... It's okay, though. I anticipated this scenario. I took my scrapbooking supplies with me so I would have something to entertain myself with just in

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It was a bright and sunny day. The Mom was traveling to visit her beloved chiropractor for a much needed cracking of the back. The girls were in the car playing and chattering. All was well with the world. The Mom made her way successfully and swiftly to her destination. She unloaded the girls from the car and entered the chiropractor's office with confidence that the visit would go well.

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I'm back home now from my trip to D.C. with Gibson. The trip was decent. The opportunity to spend some quality time with Gibson - without distraction - was worth the expense and hassle. I walked away from this trip still feeling as though I'm the last person in the world that Gibson would want to spend time with. However, I made the effort to improve our relationship. I even told him that it was

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We were driving down the road in the middle of the night, passing miles with relative ease. It was just past midnight and we were making good time. The traffic was relatively light. The miles were slipping away with ease as we left our home town behind in search of our Spring Break destination. This trip was the long awaited vacation - just me and Gibson - leaving the babies behind with Daddy and

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I've been looking for a really long time, trying to find an art class for Kira and Marisa. Unfortunately, there does not exist such a thing as art classes for pre-schoolers in my local area. Actually, there is one location where I could get Kira into an art class. The fee is about $150 for a six week class. I can't even begin to afford that. For all my good qualities as a parent, organized art

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If you need to entertain your kids, but you have limited income resources, thes ideas are perfect. It doesn't take much to entertain young children. Usually all they need is something new and unique to play with in order to have hours of fun. There are many ways you can accomplish active play without spending a fortune. Here are a few ideas: 1) Gather all the cushions, pillows, and blankets

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Well - My Angel just turned 20 years old. Unfortunately, we didn't get to visit this weekend because everybody is sick. I'm sick. She's sick. Her son is sick. It's so unfair. She'll be coming to visit next weekend, though, and we'll be going out for a special celebratory dinner. I'm looking forward to it. She's been on her own now for just over 2 years. She still needs me, though. She calls

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I was blog hopping yesterday and came across information for a FREE E-Book when I stopped by Blessings On Savings. Natural Parenting Tips is offering a free e-book when you sign up for their newsletter. The book "100 Activities to Keep Your Children Happy." I went to sign up for the book and found that the site itself is well worth a bit of browsing. I found information about Bento Boxes,

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 It was a perfectly beautiful day in Atlanta. The sun was shining. The breeze was mild. The park was uncrowded. Mom had only one child to entertain. Marisa enjoyed an entire day of doing whatever she wanted to do without having to share her time with anybody else. We played at the park. We played at the mall. We played in the driveway. We played in the sun room. We played hard all day long.

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When they're one, two, three and four it's; Apple or Orange? Juice box or big girl/boy cup? When they're five, six, seven, eight it's; What kind of cake do you want for your birthday? Who do you want to invite to the sleep-over? These seem like simple questions to us but for our little one's these can be tough choices. Then when our children get to be a teenager the choices/questions get harder.

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It's 10:40 PM here in Georgia right now. Most children are sleeping soundly, snug in their beds. Most children have BEEN sleeping soundly for quite some time now. My children are NOT like most children. They do not seem to feel the need to sleep. THEY are NOT tired. These nights come around every so often where the children really do not desire sleep. They would rather stay awake and play, or

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We've been cooped up in the house for way too many days because it's cold outside and I have a broken toe - which makes it somewhat difficult to drive anywhere. Today, I pulled out a couple of packs of blank cards with envelopes. I passed the packs over to the eager monsters - ahem, children - and let them go wild. They've made cards for friends and cards for family and cards for fun. They

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I was walking through the mall a couple of weeks ago in an effort to log in some walking time in the midst of the winter cold. It's been a while, really, since I spent any time at the mall. It isn't a place I tend to hang out at now that I'm older. (Go figure... The mall used to be the greatest place on the planet.) While I was walking around, I enjoyed a bit of browsing. Kira loves pretty

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First, start with a small diaper bag. Smaller is better because it is easier to organize and find things in a smaller bag. Larger bags allow too much room for your essentials to get lost. Second, know what you really need. If you will be away from your home for less than 6 hours, you will need minimal supplies. For an infant you will need about 5 diapers and a small pack of wipes. You will also

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I've been overrun with an extra child this week. We've had fun. I haven't had much extra time, but we've definitely had fun. I have to take her back to her mother today, though, so I am sad. Kira is very sad. She loves her cousin, Anna, and wants Anna to stay with us forever. Unfortunately, this can not be. I'll get back on track with my witticisms and advise tomorrow. I definitely have a lot

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Well, well, well.... Just picture this: Your job and your rate of pay depends in large part upon the performance of those under your charge. If your 'employees' fail to perform well enough, you get penalized, or rather, you don't get a raise in pay. What might you do in a situation such as this? Would you work harder to make sure your 'employees' do a better job? Would you look for new and

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Today's post is brought to you by my recent experience with Facebook and a promotion by The American Egg Board. As companies often do, this company created a  Facebook Page to promote their product then offered a set number of coupons for fans of the page to receive. (Note to companies: This is never a good idea. Too many people will try to get your coupons, clogging your servers and leaving a

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 The birth of a new baby is always exciting and filled with anticipation. Parents-to-be rush out to buy all the things they need (and many they don't need) for their pending arrival. Most babies enter the world with their very own collection of receiving blankets to help keep baby warm and snuggly. In fact, receiving blankets fall fairly close to the top of things that new parents actually need

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Today is special, so I'm celebrating. For the party, I have chosen a beautiful cake. Myspace Comments But what's a birthday party without balloons? We all need birthday balloons. So I chose these. Myspace Comments Now - that's a party. Oh wait, there needs to be a few presents, too. Everybody needs presents on their birthday. Myspace Comments Now - we have cake,

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So I'm up late tonight because one of my monsters slept all afternoon. Yeah - my own fault for laying down with her just before 5:00 - but we were both so tired. Anyways, I'm browsing the WWW and find that California is being invaded by squid, and not just any ole squid, either. These are the Giant Squid of fables. Remember the squid that were talked about by seamen, but rarely ever seen so

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**THIS IS NOT A PAID POST!** I'm flipping through a magazine that I confiscated from my friend's recycle box (and she really should just save them all for me instead of trying to ditch them like that because I love flipping through magazines but can't spare the extra cash to throw away on buying them...). I just came across this picture of these gorgeous flowers made from pineapples and

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I'm hoping to subscribe to a magazine for Kira and one for Marisa soon because I know getting their own magazine will excite them and motivate them both towards extra reading. In my research, I have discovered something that I once thought was possible, but never bothered to check on before. You know all those discount magazine offers? Yeah - well - not necessarily a discount. It pays to do a

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What she says: "I'm hungry." What she means: "I don't want to go to bed." What she says: "I'm tired." What she means: "I want my pacifier even though it isn't bedtime and I think if I tell you that I'm tired you will let me have what I want." What she says: "I don't like macaroni and cheese." What she means: "I wanted the OTHER macaroni and cheese that is better than THIS one." What she

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After spending a bit of time reading articles and viewing the horrendous photos from Haiti, I must say that my heart is broken. The death and destruction is too much for anybody to comprehend. Today, I will hug my children and be thankful that they are hear to pester me and irritate me with their constant noise and constant need. Today, I will be grateful that I still have my children.

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It was a cold and dreary night in Atlanta. The kids were restless and bored. There was nothing to do. Mom wasn't feeling well and spent most of the evening sleeping, so the kids entertained themselves with movies and other assorted things that children like to do. As kids will do, they quickly tired of all the normal stuff and found themselves lost in the realm of boredom with no end in sight

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This past week has been somewhat difficult for everybody in the house. For some reason, Kira and Marisa are in a state of constant turmoil. The level of bickering and sniping has accelerated continually throughout the week. I'm not certain if the cause is the cold weather and being at home, or if they just don't feel well. We've managed to get out of the house over the last few days, but the

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You NEED to watch this video. I'm sorry. You will have to visit their site, as I am unable to embed the video. Could Your New Clothes Make You Sick?

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The temperature here today 24 degrees (F). It's horribly, bitterly cold. Even inside the house, there is a bit of a chill in the air. The kids are getting restless. Sadly, there is no heat in sight. In fact, the forecast is calling for snow here on Thursday. The temperature has been incredibly cold for the past two weeks, so whatever falls on Thursday is guaranteed to stick around for awhile. The

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I hope everybody had a wonderful and safe holiday. I'm enjoying my evening thoroughly because I have all 4 of my kids home with me for the next few days. I even get to spend time with my grandson - who will be a one full year old tomorrow. (How did that happen?)

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New Year's Eve is quickly approaching. It's the end of the old. The beginning of the new. It's a time to move forward and make changes. Do you let your children stay up all night and ring in the new year with noise makers and fireworks? Do you all go to bed early and ignore the festivities? Do you make resolutions and ask your children to do the same? I don't think there is any right or wrong

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It's that time of year when cold air invades the world (unless your current season is summer...). The temperature right now in Atlanta is 32 degrees. It's cold. It's miserable outside. I don't like it one bit. This time of year, when the possibility of snow and ice is near, I take stock of the things I might need in my car in case of an unexpected emergency. Having two small children in the car

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A couple of days ago The girl (my 15yr old daughter) announced she was going out with her girlfriends and heading over to the local Starbucks. I asked her if she had any money when she told me she had a bit of change. So I directed her to take $5.00 out of my wallet. This is when my MIL just about lost it ~ The conversation then went something like this; MIL ~ you let her just go in your purse

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I confess to not understanding the widespread hatred for Harry Potter and Twilight from people who have not actually read the books. What is it about popular juvenile fiction that engenders such extreme emotion on the part of non-fans?It all makes perfect sense if you actually read it - then you will know for sure if you love, like, dislike, hate or want to burn the books.I've read all of the

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Many of you may realize that parenting is a continual process of learning and adjusting. I was once asked how I know so much about parenting and feel that I am qualified to give any kind of advice on the topic. I explained to that person that part of my reasoning was simple experience. Having four children of various ages, all with their own special issues, has given me a very wide range of

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I was reading through the Atlanta Parents magazine today and noticed the recent holiday article detailing this year's favorite toys for Christmas. I couldn't help but notice that all the favorites consisted of multiple buttons to make them faster, glitzier and noisier than other toys that have come before. Of course, this is the trend each year as the holidays approach. The manufacturers work

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I HATE POTTY TRAINING. That's all I have to say on the subject...

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Welcome to December. We now have less than 24 days to do all our shopping. I, of course, would NEVER wait until the very last minute to do shopping for every single person on my list. Nope - not me...

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In keep with the Thanksgiving theme this week I'd like to ask you to take a moment of time and visit with a fellowette mom in need. Perri's need is twofold and very simple. First Perri needs lots of prayers. Because of the amazing group you all are I know that you can and will surely expend all your thought and prayers without hesitation! Perri's blog is Please take a moment or two to read

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This week begins the American Thanksgiving holiday. This is an important time for us. We visit with our families. We eat good food. We eat too much food... Most importantly, though, we teach our kids to be thankful for the blessings in our lives. It is one of the most important parts of this holiday. Take some time today, and this week, to ask your children what they are thankful for. You might

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You may have read a few days ago where Marisa took it upon herself to cut her hair. If you did, you will be well aware that this happened while Mommy wasn't home. If you have not read about Marisa's escapades with scissors, check out that link where it says "cut her hair" and read all about how my wonderful husband failed to pay proper attention to her while I was away. I would like to say that

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I have a very cool give-away over at my blog The Mind of a Mom!! A 4-pack of tickets to opening night of Disney On Ice - Princesses in Toronto.This contest will close Dec 2nd/09 ~ You need to leave your name and email address. ~ I ask is that you please pass this amazing give-a-way on to your friends. What a wonderful Pre-Christmas gift for your kids or just a great early Christmas gift for

The Mind of a Momnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-28829512481592730332009-11-16T12:50:00.003-05:002009-11-16T13:04:24.379-05:00

Ok. I'm an idiot.You see, you should always pay attention to your three-year-old. And you should be especially worried when she is quiet. Too much quiet is never a good sign - you would think I would know this by now, but apparently I am a slow learner. (besides which, I really like quiet)Shauna went to the church youth group last night (she is a youth leader) and left me to watch the girls.

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There's a monster that lives in my girls' closet. It hides in there and causes havoc and chaos by tumbling the clothes around and jumbling everything together or tearing everything to the floor. I know it is a monster, because MY beautiful girls would NEVER throw their clothes around in such manner just to make a mess. The Closet Monster also plays nasty little tricks. He takes the clothes and

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On Friday and Saturday night at any mall, you can find hordes of teenage girls dressed, shall we say, provocatively. Super-short skirts, high heels and low-cut tops abound.Halloween is frequently used by teenage girls as an excuse to dress in as slutty a manner as possible. Skin-tight catsuits, hooker outfits, sexy nurse, and sexy cop costumes are roaming the streets.I stopped in a convenience

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Here's the list of those entered into my giveaway. 1) John   (12 posts in the forum) 2) Cornyman   (0 posts in the forum) 3) Petula   (0 posts in the forum) 4) Sandy   (2 posts in the forum) 5) Robin   (4 posts in the forum) 6) Russ   (1 posts in the forum) 7) Zizzy   (9 posts in the forum) Well - There are 7 prizes and 7 entrants. There were people who commented, but didn't join the

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Does reduced fat mean reduced sugar? You might wonder why we're stacking up the sugar in reduced fat foods. After all, they're not making any claims about reducing sugar. Just because a cookie is touted as low fat doesn't mean it has less sugar than its regular counterpart and a reduction of fat does not necessarily mean a major reduction in calories. ------------------------------------------

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I'll be setting up for the choosing of winners later this evening. I'll be announcing winners tomorrow. Just wanted to let everybody know. 

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This weekend has been incredibly eventful. I only have a brief moment tonight, but I want to share with you what I have learned over the past couple of days. 1) Home made costumes are far better than store bought costumes. It doesn't matter how uncreative one might be your young child will enjoy that hand made costume so much and won't even notice all the imperfections. 2) Turkey basters make

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-77889611568841441392009-10-31T10:50:00.001-04:002009-10-31T10:50:21.442-04:00

Happy Halloween Graphics                    

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**This is not a paid post. This is a product review. I met the creator of this product at the home school convention I attended in July and asked her to allow me to use this product and write a review.** I was wandering the aisles of the vendor room at the Southeast Home School Expo checking out the various materials that were being offered for display. I had passed up booth after endless booth

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 Found this HERE and wanted to share. Top Ten Signs That You Might Be A Frustrated Mom   1. Your children know how to read HTML code but can't operate a vacuum cleaner. 2. Your children tell you that you said "yes" and you don't even remember the question. 3. You go to the grocery store and find yourself having a good time. 4. Your husband asks how your day went and you rate it on

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Hi all.I will be contributing occasionally to this blog – to give a perspective from Dad’s point of view. Thus, I thought I would tell you a little bit about myself before I begin bloviating on matters that I probably don’t know nearly as much about as I think I do.My name is Randall and I have the privilege of sharing my life with Shaunalynn – who is, without question, the best thing ever to

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By now you have probably heard the story from Indianapolis of the woman who works for the check cashing business who was held up, but fate stepped in and with a hug and a little prayer turned her nightmare into a blessing.If you haven't heard or read what happened briefly here is what took place ~A robbery took an unusual turn after the gunman came around the counter and the clerk began crying

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Seriously, what in the world is WRONG with these people?Is there anybody who can tell me WHY these 'parents' thought this would be a good idea? "DENVER – The mother of the 6-year-old boy once feared missing inside a runaway helium balloon admitted the whole saga was a hoax, according to court documents released Friday." Full article here.If we step back for a moment and overlook

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Be sure to check out my contest to win awesome prizes. --------------------------------------------------------If you have small children, I'm sure you've noticed the cute little toddler meals that can be purchased for a pretty steep fee. It's a bit of a pricey way to feed a child that may or may not enjoy whatever is being placed in front of them. Personally, I've never purchased any of those

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I've been without Internet for days and days. My connection at home wasn't working until just a few minutes ago. (Thank you to the Comcast guy who came early this morning to fix my system.)Now... I have to get caught up with all the emails and all the other things that have fallen behind.SIGH!!!

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If you are a user of Entrecard, you may know by now that the new owner has decided to shut down our forum. His reasons are rather unimportant since it is his website and his choice to make. Indeed, there is nothing that any Entrecard user can do to remedy the situation. The new owner will do as he pleases...Well, in response to the abrupt closure of our beloved forum, Spicybugz - with a little

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I have to take pictures before I can post my give away contest.My camera batteries are currently kaput.I'll have it all together by this evening.

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Risa - 2008Time is ticking away. The counter has begun.The contest will begin shortly. Do you want to win free stuff? Are you ready? Well, well, well - do I have the spot for you. Come back and visit on Friday evening. I will be posting details regarding my next give away contest right here. **If you want to be a sponsor, just send me an email at aandsparenting@gmail.com or leave me a

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-76447132488187167452009-10-13T10:42:00.003-04:002009-10-13T10:43:07.771-04:00

This Beluga Whales video was sent to me today by A Nony Mouse. After watching it, I have to agree that there is definite coolness here. I just had to share.

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-22679963986657459042009-10-10T09:57:00.002-04:002009-10-10T10:00:19.718-04:00

I did it. I finally managed to get a Twitter account set up and going. I've tried a few times before, but could never get past the initial registration for some bizarre reason. Well, today I stuck it out until I figure out what was wrong.And now - for all my Twittery fans - The Art and Science of Parenting can be seen on Twitter.My Twitter name is ...aandsparentingCome follow me and do a bit of

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-22415590005784579472009-10-09T20:31:00.002-04:002009-10-09T20:32:16.947-04:00

Whomever said that the "Twos" were terrible had not yet experienced the "Threes."

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-13195124817011513672009-10-07T21:01:00.004-04:002009-10-08T10:50:26.836-04:00

I just watched this video over at BetterSpines. I've been watching the research and the events surrounding the issues about Gardasil and the other vaccine like it.While I like the presentation of this particular video, I would urge parents to do their own in depth research before making the decision of whether to get this vaccine for your child.Edited to Add: My purpose with sharing this video is

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-70029366982139007122009-10-06T06:59:00.004-04:002009-10-06T07:06:36.686-04:00

I recently picked up a booklet of coupons that had this really cool recipe inside - Candy Sushi Rolls.I just had to find some pictures and share this with all my wonderful readers. I will absolutely be making this for the girls one day soon.Here is the recipe: (I found the recipe and photo online at Family Fun.)Ingredients 1/4 cup butter4 cups mini marshmallows6 cups crisped rice cereal20 to 25

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Kira is in the process of learning about the days of the week and the months of the year. She's learning the concept of time and planning things for future dates. To help her with this, I will be buying her a calendar that will be hers alone. Her calendar will most likely have horses on it...If you want to help your own child learn these concepts, purchase a calendar for them. Put the calendar

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-20814010482591060592009-10-02T16:04:00.003-04:002009-10-07T22:18:40.072-04:00

Here are a couple of interesting videos that discuss the safety of the Swine Flu vaccine. I'm just sharing...

Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13742538867410215197noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651073923289997741.post-30182602162498145622009-09-30T03:09:00.004-04:002009-10-01T21:13:36.177-04:00

We went to dinner tonight instead of me cooking because I had a pretty severe headache. Marisa was in a fine mood of "not eating," so it was a bit stressful. Trying to keep an antsy 3 yr old from driving the other diners insane is sometimes a difficult task. (sigh)After dinner, we went to the park to let the girls run off a bit of excess energy. The weather is so pleasant these days that getting

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