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Since the cloth diapering community is full of generous people, 
we thought we should send this message out to ask as many persons as possible to 
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Our friend Jenn, the owner of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Big-Blue-Frog/166663616716047" target="_blank" title="This external link will open in a new window"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #be5050;"&gt;The Big Blue Frog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Penticton BC has been approached by a 
local mom who is going to Haiti in June to do volunteer work in an orphanage for 
children with AIDS. They are in desperate needs of...well... everything so we 
thought we could help with the diapering part.&lt;/div&gt;
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We've been able to find about a dozen of gently used diapers so 
far but we all know that it is far from enough, especially when you have 7 or 8 
kids in diapers!&lt;/div&gt;
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If you are able to participate, PLEASE send your diapers 
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&lt;em&gt;MiniMaestro&lt;br /&gt;2339 Ogilvie Rd&lt;br /&gt;PO Box 
46004&lt;br /&gt;Gloucester ON K1J 7M9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Lovely Eco Chic&lt;/div&gt;
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3649 Hillsborough Dr&lt;/div&gt;
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Concord, CA 94520 ( I will send them for you. As international 
mail can cost slightly more. ~Mary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
MiniMaestro gift certificate for each diaper you send us. And if 
you do not need or want the gift certificate, MiniMaestro will donate a new 
diaper for each couple of diapers you send us. Please make sure you indicate 
your choice when sending the diaper(s), along with an e-mail address to contact 
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You can read more about the orphanage &lt;a href="http://www.haiticomfort.org/index.html" target="_blank" title="This external link will open in a new window"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #be5050;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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So? Who's in with us to help those kids in Haiti wear descent 
diapers? Does not have to be cute or fancy, only do adequately what a diaper is 
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Thank you from the bottom of our heart!&lt;/div&gt;
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Today Joey needed new shoes. Lucky me my brother always sends gift cards to my kids for Christmas and Joey got his shoes. Target in our town also has groceries and I picked up a few things. &lt;br /&gt;
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I can't help but try to shop fast when the boys go anywhere with me. A perfect example why is the sweet elderly woman who told Declan not to grab the coffee cup out of the trash and he lost it. When I picked him up his pants were soaked through. Joey and Sonny want everything on the self and I'm broke. It's a hard thing for me to say "No we can't get that." After all my joke for years has been ...Target's the what the heck did I buy for $300 store? &lt;br /&gt;
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The lines were exceptionally long tonight. My boys stood by me calmly. Miracle. The checker finally rang us up after a 10 minute wait. My boys are still calm.... I'm slightly holding my breath and crossing my fingers at this point. Sure enough after giving the checker 3 gift cards I still owed $41s and had $35. I asked him to take something off and he voided my entire transaction then proceeded to look threw the trash for my gift cards. Fifteen people behind me standing there were asked to go to another line and a woman lost it slamming her cart and throwing an unattractive grown up woman fit. My boys stayed calm. &lt;br /&gt;
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An hour later still trying to leave Target I was given another $5 credit off my bill for my kids and my own patience. I'm just thankful today I was given that miracle of peaceful boys in the store. They could have easily made an awkward situation so much worse. I don't know if the knew or not but I sure love them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our family has started the year spending time together on Sunday. I love this idea, unfortunately it doesn't come with a natural excitement and ease for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;
In our family, change does not come easy. Our first outing was a walk around our local reservoir. My husband and the boys ran ahead while I trailed behind with my preteen who silently protested by walking as slow as possible. The highlight was her little brother teasing her into tears. The day was not a complete failure but not our finest moment.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday we hit Briones regional park. This time we all started grumpy. I of coarse planned this one off a memory five years back and took us to the wrong location. First party failure. The hike was long and uphill with long drops to the side. This worried me. My little ones were just to fast and careless running along the path. Warren finished the hike with numbers 2 &amp;amp; 4 of our kids while I meandered back towards the car with numbers 3 &amp;amp; 5. We met about an hour latter and a cool face to face with a couple young bulls. Everyone was in good spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
No tears....or just for now. The adventure part of the day worked out. However owning your own freelance writing company on deadlines and unfinished homework made us talk about less family days. &lt;br /&gt;
No clue if we will hike next weekend? I'm hoping we do. Being unplugged grumpy or not is priceless. My kids wont be small forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3847472911585555092-8799679862723015536?l=blendedfamilyof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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No one told us how many teeth we were waiting on. Apparently it was 14 since he still had 12 to go after . This poor kid complains daily about his teeth hurting and tries hard to keep him mouth closed as to not show people his crooked teeth. &lt;br /&gt;
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As his Mom I want him to be proud. He's a great kid and super cute. The orthodontist gave us a few options. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wait for his teeth to fall out naturally. The orthodontist told us if this does not happen naturally in 6 months to work with a pediatric dentist and get them pulled. He should have all his teeth in a year and a half.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Two rounds of braces. This would have poor Joe in braces for 5 years. Costing us a pretty price of $8000. &lt;/li&gt;
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My heart is breaking for him. I wore braces for 5 years. I felt a lot better day one. My teeth were shinny. My teeth started shifting and even looked straight in the braces for years before I got them off. Getting Joey his braces now would get them off by freshman year. If we start his braces naturally when he looses his teeth and it takes a year and a half he'll be in junior high when we start and late high school when they come off.&amp;nbsp; That just sucks! That bill is a hard one to commit too. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now I'm regretting in the biggest way quitting AT&amp;amp;T. Feeling very selfish pursuing my own dreams. My kids need. I'm sure braces on kid #3 isn't the last of our massive costs of raising kids. Just the first step. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;
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My little shop will have to wait. Not closed just be moved down in priority. I may have to go to school at night to improve my appeal to employers. As my skills are very telephone related. &amp;nbsp;Pray for a Pell Grant. I need another job! Full-time so my kid can grow up confidant and pain free. Now would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3847472911585555092-8858501959086363728?l=blendedfamilyof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;So my rant today adds to that. I'm beating myself down. No job. No jobs advertised. My little shop sits listless and people are cleaning house on Twitter and Facebook and I'm loosing my small inch of internet fame as I'm disliked and unfollowed. Now returns are being made.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The hardest part of all this is I'm 36. I have five beautiful kids and I feel like such a cruddy role model. My parents worked hard. We had things. Sure not a lot of time was spent as quality family time but I could look up to them and feel proud.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My kids parent me. If I slip and swear they correct me. They are diligent about doing homework before having fun. Sure their rooms are messy not matter how I nag. I suppose it's the value of being a kid to blame that on. I love them all so much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm up to nothing. I spend a lot of energy on my shop without interaction. I miss my kids all day. I'm just sad . It's the truth.&lt;/p&gt;
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1. This 
years garden will be fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;
2. I will have chickens.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Learn to 
compost.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Read more &lt;br /&gt;
5. Run more.&lt;br /&gt;6. Reduce house hold clutter by 50%&lt;br /&gt;7. Take family to the 
snow.&lt;br /&gt;8. Visit 3 state/national parks with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;9. Keep strong with 
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eating and feeding my 
family&lt;/span&gt; healthy.&lt;br /&gt;10. Get Sonny to sleep in his own bed. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here's my after birthday check-in without my list of why I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. We had a fabulous garden. Spinach, corn, tomatoes, squash, kale, carrots, peppers, egg plant, soy beans, bush beans, apples. I grew a lawn my kids played on all year!&lt;br /&gt;
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2. My chickens names are Sally and buff brahma and Blacky a black Cochin. I love my girls.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. I can compost! I tried multiple ways and finally stuck with worm composting. It's stink free! Highly recommended. My compost also breads mealworms that are my chickens favorite treat.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Read more only happened on-line. I have read up on company after company to make sure what I'm offering in on-line shop my conscious can live with. This year I'll still have this goal.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Run more only happened once. That was more than the year before. This year run will change to bike more. I think it's easier maybe????&lt;br /&gt;
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6. I have rid my house of so much to make it look like I have never touched it. This is my #1 goal for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. I officially took the kids to the snow. I wont be doing it again. I hate snow!&lt;br /&gt;
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8. We went to zero national parks. Still high on the list for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. We still eat home cooked food. I just added&amp;nbsp;a second crock pot to the line up and got silicone pans that allow us to do more with our roaster. Still lots of room for improvements.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. Sonny sleeps with me and I move him. Does that count? &lt;br /&gt;
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My personal opinion of this year. I can do better and I will. There's a whole new list of goals for 2012 I can't wait to start.&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;
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I have six pots on my front step where the sun hits these short winter days. I have greens, spinach and kale seedling growing away. My lights I hang in my garage are in my sons room keeping his turtle warm this winter and I have high hopes of a new house and yard for this years summer garden. &lt;br /&gt;
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I find my self paging throw &lt;a href="http://www.territorialseed.com/"&gt;Territorial Seed Company's Spring 2012 catalog&lt;/a&gt; with an areal shot of my dream homes back yard. Reading ideas, planning a shed with&amp;nbsp;a desk for &lt;a href="http://www.lovelyecochic.com/"&gt;Lovely Eco Chic&lt;/a&gt; to work from while out in the yard with my children, my chickens and my garden. A place where I can even sew.&lt;br /&gt;
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I should be cleaning my current home. Sending out resumes so I can work for someone? Oh well.... Dreams for now.&lt;br /&gt;
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We first should celebrate soccer season is over. Marysa and Joey added their fourth trophy and Sonny his first &amp;nbsp;to our crowded fire place mantel. This usually means more time for family and the family blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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After a series of falls and a year of numbness I blew up at my doctor. I told them I'd take my chances with the pain. I needed to have a reason and not be treated for the symptoms any longer. Off the meds I'm a little emotional. I can feel the right side of my body again. Surprised my issue is with my bladder. Close to complete paralysis cause by my nerves not communicating out of the injured area of my back. Good news is I don't have to jump in to more meds. My body can take up to six months to self rehab and there is a remote control device they can add to my bladder to improve my quality of life if we need to go down that road.&lt;br /&gt;
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My little on-line shop is fun. Not an over night success and I'm patient. I'd rather see the cloth diaper service side take off. Me trying to help instead of taking. Warren of coarse reminds me no one goes in to business not to make money. I hear my sisters voice saying to him before we got married. Because of her heart......it's so big and she's a giver. Don't hurt her. So who knows I may make it or not in business. I can tell you I feel successful I have made some great friends. &lt;br /&gt;
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Now all the blah, blah blah is over.............&lt;br /&gt;
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Cool blogs I want to write.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Mountain View&amp;nbsp;Sanitation District is super cool.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;There are vegetable gardens popping up EVERYWHERE!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Meet Turtle 10&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;For a change I like what Contra Costa County has been using my tax dollars for.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Are&amp;nbsp; the birthday parties ever going to stop?!&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;This is our first party ever. Hopefully it will grow in popularity to weekly. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have Three great prizes for this chat. Ecoposh trainer, Flip trainer &amp;amp; Fuzzibunz Ticklefree Trainer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The "offical" event page is found on Lovely Eco Chic Facebook page to RSVP how ever leaving a comment here you'll be there willalso enter you in the drawing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Event time is Wednesday 7pm PST&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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hashtag #pottylearners&lt;/p&gt;
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This product is amazing and the brains behind it is wonderful too. Ruby's Red Wash gets the blood out. It's the bleen' truth. &lt;br /&gt;
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With that said let me tell you I experiment with everything. I have a need to know. This is what I know about RWW.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;First people are scared to try it..... I can't understand why? Anything that makes my life easier I'm all for it.&amp;nbsp; The microwave, washing machine, toilet paper. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It's great for all blood stains not just menstruation. It works on blood on sports uniforms, blood from nose bleeds, from the fluke accident were you slice your thumb open cutting while cooking. Saving what ever you bled on. Towel, shirts, under ware, sports uniforms.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It's not bleach or even OxyClean. It's not going to change the color of the cloth the stain is on. RWW is micro organisms.&amp;nbsp; Like in yogurt only the kind that attach themselves to blood and only blood. Completely biodegradable. Eco-friendly.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It's easy to use now or later. Rinse, saturate stain, soak and rinse. You don't even need hot water.&lt;/li&gt;
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Our tests were on postpartum bleeding, premenopausal bleeding, bloody nose on a cotton t-shirt. It came clean every time. The only problem we came across was old blood stains that have been washed and dried already a few times.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a mother of five, three who are rough boys and love to take me into the ER with cuts, keep me fully aware of the amount and size of bandages I have on stalk all the time. I am trilled to have a product where at least I don't have to buy new cloth because the old close the stain didn't come out after soaking in OxyClean.&amp;nbsp; I have two girls that will be changing really soon as well. Believe me they already have favorite jeans and panties. I sure would like for them to keep them and their pride.&lt;br /&gt;
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You may not &lt;a href="http://shop.lovelyecochic.com/Rubys-Red-Wash-wash.htm"&gt;run out and by a bottle&lt;/a&gt; today for what ever reason is holding you back even though you really might think about changing your mind. Let's have a giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;
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You must comment each of your entries.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;You must follow on Google Friend Connect so I can tell you you're the winner. +1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;follow @rubysredwash on twitter +1 entry&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;follow me on twitter @pinkradish +1 entry &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Become Ruby's Red Wash friend on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/RubysRedWash"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;+2 entries&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tweet about it. No more than 4 times a day 2 hours between tweets +2 per tweet&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Buy something at &lt;a href="http://shop.lovelyecochic.com/"&gt;Lovely Eco Chic&lt;/a&gt; and leave a comment on your check out you'd like a free sample. + 10 entries&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tell us how the sample worked for you on LovelyEcoChic.blogspot.com Ruby's Red Wash informational page +15 entries&lt;/li&gt;
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With that said..........&lt;br /&gt;
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Dates of the Giveaway are 11/4/11 - 12/9/11 Winner will be posted here and contacted by e-mail. I use random.org to choose winners.&amp;nbsp; 12-9-11 9 PST you will be notified who won. You have 48 hours to respond.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you been following along. I have chickens. They are now laying hens. Today it's official I have my first dozen eggs that are truly farm fresh. That is of coarse if farm fresh and backyard fresh are the same.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my fun experiment I did with a few eggs and a few kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First the eggs. One if from my girls and one is labeled "Farm Fresh"  These eggs were gathered or bought at approximately the same time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The store bought egg outside is larger. I have no face to match with this egg.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Blacky's egg. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7i4tScZjpY/Tg6UWbkQPPI/AAAAAAAAA4w/pap48kNLKNI/s1600/2011-06-30_16-59-13_856" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7i4tScZjpY/Tg6UWbkQPPI/AAAAAAAAA4w/pap48kNLKNI/s320/2011-06-30_16-59-13_856" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
This is Blacky&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The store baught egg insdide is thinner.&lt;br /&gt;
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Than Blacky's free range grain feed egg shell.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok I am in love with my hen. This is where you'll get some cold hard scientific evidence what egg tastes better.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are my testers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Declan I will eat everything including hand sanitizer.&lt;/div&gt;
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Marysa .. It's good but it would be better with garlic.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the test. My perfect microwave eggs.&lt;br /&gt;
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The egg to the left is Blacky's eggs. The egg on the right is from a faceless Donner.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is Blacky's egg yoke beat with a splash of 2% milk. Nice and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the faceless yoke beat with a splash of 2% milk. Notice the glob of yuck. &lt;br /&gt;
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Blacky's egg after 40 seconds in the microwave tasted by each kid except Joey who backed out at the last minute.&lt;/div&gt;
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The faceless egg after 40 seconds bubbles and fizzed and tasted good but it was no Blacky.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of my five children two are girls. They are in the fifth grade and are going through some changes. As the Mom I want to do this right. For me it was horrible and for them it doesn't have to be.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started my period at about twelve years old. It was about a month after I got a box of period products in the mail from my parents insurance company. My Mom gave me the box and that was it. There was no talk.&amp;nbsp;The box had a brochure in it that included some information but I wasn't sure what it was talking about. &lt;br /&gt;
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One day I was on a bus coming home from school in my new white pants. I got up to get off the bus and a kind woman handed me her newspaper and told me to cover my rear walking off the bus. I didn't ask questions and did what&amp;nbsp;she said. My stomach had been hurting all day and couldn't imagine what I was covering up.&amp;nbsp; The woman saved me from being teased by the kids who&amp;nbsp;were on my bus. I started my first period. &lt;br /&gt;
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I got home and searched for my box. There was dry weave pads with wings. Not very many&amp;nbsp;so I wrote a note and placed it on the back of the toilet before going out to babysit two boys. My night babysitting was rotten. The boys were wild, I couldn't focus and set the stove on fire. Yes I caught the kitchen of the house on fire. I got it under control and cleaned up. The parents kept me as the sitter for years. No hard feelings but I was sick.&lt;br /&gt;
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My mom put a bag of maxi pads on the back of the toilet. They were huge! I was a girl, small. I did not know how often to change them. I layered them in my underwear because I didn't want to leak on my pants again. Walking out in to our family room my dad told me I looked like I was walking with a corncob shoved up my butt. It was such a bad first experience.&lt;br /&gt;
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My periods lasted for weeks. They were heavy and gross. I stopped smiling and started hiding in my room. By the time high school came around I was cutting school whenever I had my period. My end of the year report card showed I missed classes 154 times, My parents were called to the school and I was given the option of going into a program at my high school called Start Now or to be transferred to Olympic High School. I school for 'bad' kids. I was signed up for Start Now. I had four classed with the same kids for the remaining three years of high school. My mom was called when ever I missed a class. I still cut class I just got smarter about it. I had stacks of blank papers with my Mom's signature on them. I used them as needed to excuse my self from class and I made up work. My grades stayed good.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a friend Freshmen year who showed me that her Mom had tampons. We both tried them out. Cardboard tubes. They were hard and we didn't know that the cardboard was not suppose to be left inside our bodies. Now I know how lucky we were in not getting &lt;a href="http://you-are-loved.org/"&gt;TSS&lt;/a&gt; from that experiment. I didn't try a tampon again until my sisters wedding a year after I graduated from high school. One of the bride's maid told me how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;
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At nineteen I read that birth control could make your period lighter and went to Planned Parenthood for a prescription. They discovered I was very anemic. I was given iron pills. My periods got lighter the birth control pills made me neurotic. I stopped the birth control and found out that calcium, magnesium and zinc would control my period cramping fro a school nurse who was the first person I ever talked to about my period. It worked for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got married at 22. We never used birth control. I was never at risk of being pregnant. I had my regular- irregular periods. At one point it was so heavy I had giant purple blood clots pass. I thought at this point it had to be a miscarriage. I went to a doctor. The doctor thought I had one of two things happening. &lt;a href="http://endometriosis.org/"&gt;endometriosis&lt;/a&gt; or my ovaries were swelling to the size of racket balls when I ovulated.&amp;nbsp; I was going to be tested. I was&amp;nbsp;24 at this point and dealt with a painful heavy period for twelve years in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;
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The test I was going to have involved filling my uterus with a blue radioactive serum on the first day after my period. I didn't have a regular period. In fact it was March and I hadn't had one since passing the blood clots Christmas shopping. I called my doctor and asked if there was something I could take to make my period start so I could get the test over with. There was but they had to make sure I wasn't pregnant. My home pregnancy test was negative. My blood test from a week earlier was negative but they wanted me to do one last pregnancy test before I could pick up the prescription. This test said I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;
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OMG! I was pregnant. I delivered a 9.3 pound baby girl in December, two weeks before my 25 birthday. I was given a depo shot for birth control. It worked great for two years. No periods. No worry. Then I started to get horrible leg pains and I had to stop my shots. The period did not come back heavy and was more regular. I was on a mini-pill that was better than my pill experience before and when my husband and I got divorce in 2003 I stopped birth control all together. My periods were still irregular but not ever as heavy as when I was a teen. &lt;br /&gt;
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I got remarried in 2005. In 2006 I found out I was pregnant again. I carried this baby for twelve weeks and lost it. I had a post part um bleed for almost 6 weeks. I was told not to try and get pregnant again for six months. I didn't try but I got pregnant again giving birth in February 2007. The post part um was short. A few weeks and here it is 2011.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; had maybe two periods since. I even got pregnant and had another baby 2008&amp;nbsp;with out a period in between. This time it's an IUD keeping me from a regular period. I do have monthly moods and occasionally bloating or spotting but no period.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here I am a mother of these beautiful girls who will be women soon. I am frantically trying to find the easiest way to help them with this change in their life. Since my experience was not that ideal. In fact it was crappy. Chats on Period talk are invaluable to me. Parenting classes on how to talk to your preteen and in the works and anything I can do to make it fun we try. My oldest went to see a teen doctor who thinks it will happen soon. We prepared by making a game plan, sewing cloth pads if she doesn't like the feel or disposable pads like me and lots of girl talks. &lt;br /&gt;
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I can only pray she'll stay close to me and feel good about asking questions and talking to me. No one should have to grow up into a woman in the dark like I did. It's kind of funny now, my sister has a daughter two years older than my girls and for the first time I can ever remember we talked about our periods and how she grew up in the dark too. It's nice to have her here going through at least this part of growing up as a woman together. Knowing I'm not alone in wanting for my daughters to walk into&amp;nbsp; the light as they grow up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3847472911585555092-1206867736508614233?l=blendedfamilyof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My brother growing up was my hero. He was cool and wore a leather jacket and was my rock star. He's eleven years older than I am. As I grew up I learned that the "rock star" I idolized lifestyle was changing him. Now that I'm graying and a few of his hairs have disappeared I still love my brother I just can't hold him in the same lime light I did as a forth grade girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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My brother is a good person who&amp;nbsp;has a sickness. He's addicted to alcohol. As part of my promise to him and my nephew, now son sometimes protecting Joey means protecting Joey from my brother. My brother in his mind drinks to stay alive.&amp;nbsp;Every time I see him drinking or drunk it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have this beautiful strong willed boy in my life that I am terrified will take his first drink one day. I talk open and honest with my son about drugs, alcohol and addiction. When my brother shows up on my front steps unplanned I turn him away. My brother holds back his tears, I get soft with my voice and hold back mine. I turn and tell my son there are rules we follow for his safety and try with every ounce of strength I have to not look in his eyes and show him I'm sad and angry.&lt;br /&gt;
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The truth is my heart is broken. It has been since the first time my brother let me down. It wont heal since the alcohol has taken away my hero. I worry. I worry about him. Homeless, the people he finds on the street that he shares his life with and who he might bring to my house. This is our safe area. It's hard sometimes to&amp;nbsp;feel safe when he brings by&amp;nbsp;a "buddy"???? &lt;br /&gt;
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I keep moving forward holding Joey's hand when he'll let me. I&amp;nbsp;stopped crying over spilt milk years back. Now I stay strong because there is no other way.&amp;nbsp;I just wanted to share it's hard sometimes.... even when your heart tells you, you are doing the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3847472911585555092-5669620608333606050?l=blendedfamilyof5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;My own fear is my son Declan is deeply in love with Deanne and my not want to share his woman. :)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;With all my distaste for those horrible little needles I really fear the big ones. The epidural at all three of my births was not comfortable. In fact the last one didn't even work and I gave birth natural by surprise. Yet I still got to feel the burn as the fluid entered my spine, the bruise on my back and and a lovely numb thigh. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I still went back for an epidural for my back pain. Yep a shot right at C4 that did nothing for my pain except add a six week long headache. I was told they probably nicked my spinal column. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here I am again going to let them do a spinal tape on me. A test with a 70% chance of being right.&amp;#160; You maybe wonder why bother? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have spent 10 months on the bench. No hiking, no bike rides, no roller coasters, no bouncy houses, no soccer. First it was pain my doctors could explain. Weak core muscles, a large sway in my lower back from poor ergonomics and giving birth back to back several years after a hernia surgery. I lost a bunch of weight, built up my abs started feeling less pain and more numb.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The doctors ruled out spinal reasons and passed me off to neurology. I had two MRIs and a crazy test where they measured how fast my vision is processed by my brain. The MRIs 85% right in ruling out MS. The vision is 50% right and the spinal tap I'll be having tomorrow morning is 70%. All of it is 100% worth it if they can make everything go away and give me back my life.&amp;nbsp; Help me decorate with something besides white medicine bottles that should be making me feel better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That's the last needle in my back ever I hope. One more MRI and a psychiatric evaluation by my request, since a lot of the medicine I take are antidepressants and seizure controllers. All with their own sides effects that I'm now second guessing.&lt;br&gt;
These should be my last two tests and I want answers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm told it's not that's easy. I just want to know, have this nightmare end and get back to living how I want to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hate crying when I think I'm alone or holding back tears at my appointments. I hate sleeplessness nights that come night after night. I hate to feel manic because I can't focus on what I hear or see.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Most of all I hate feeling hopeless, sad and alone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I pray they gives me an answer with tomorrows tests and gives me something I've been missing back to me. HOPE.&lt;/p&gt;
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Mom of 5 here with tons of volunteer hours at soccer. My three older kids have been or currently are soccer players. This year&amp;nbsp;we may be able to add a forth soccer player for our soccer family. In my personal experience soccer is the best kid sport you can participate in. We play for AYSO in Pleasant Hill, CA. They have an everyone plays 75% of the game rule. This means to me that my children will have at least three hours of active exercise every week. With the TV and video games it can be challenging to get my children to exercise. &lt;/div&gt;
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What having so many kids means I have the responsibility to encourage them to live healthy. Soccer brings the active life style and it boosts their self esteem. We have had some awesome volunteer coaches. They do fair job of making sure each child learns the game and has a chance to learn the game playing offence, defence, throwing in and taking kicks. My son Joey all though small for his age plays an tough guard with fierce protection of his team's goal but is not limited to that position. He was given a chance to play a position to make a goal. That is a huge motivator to keep playing. &lt;/div&gt;
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