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A personal story and reflection about those "hurdles"; including trying to conceive, fertilty testing and treatments, multiple attemts at IUI, IVF with ICSI, an FET and now Foster Care and Adoption.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539360814743561006/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Hurdles of Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07689864896914421050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gxkklvbB8t0/TS4SGWfPb-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/NdFiIYWIA_c/S220/me.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/HurdlesOfLifeLoveFamily" /><feedburner:info uri="hurdlesoflifelovefamily" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>HurdlesOfLifeLoveFamily</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UMRn09fSp7ImA9WhRUE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539360814743561006.post-3075927695721154059</id><published>2012-01-23T15:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:41:27.365-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T15:41:27.365-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="behavior" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="placements" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Homeschooling" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="foster care" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="preschoolers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="potty training" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="education" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Preschool" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="schedules" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="discipline" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="toddlers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="developement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adoption" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="consequences" /><title>Nanny 911</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;
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So, we have switched from having a daycare provider at a daycare center to the children being at home with a "Nanny" for lack of a better term.&amp;nbsp; They seem happier (the children that is) and it makes my morning less stressful, so that makes me happier.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our Nanny doesn't live with us, she arrives in the morning while I am getting ready and gets the children breakfast.&amp;nbsp; They are usually sitting at the table happy as can be when I leave.&amp;nbsp; I get kisses from them and off I go.&lt;br /&gt;
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At daycare there would be days I would be &lt;strong&gt;LUCKY&lt;/strong&gt; to even get a wave goodbye, never mind a kiss!&amp;nbsp; There were fits and tantrums getting dressed in the morning, there were fits depending on which daycare teacher was in the classroom at drop off.&lt;br /&gt;
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The only thing that hasn't changed, is super excited children when I walk in the door from work... "&lt;em&gt;MOMMY MOMMY!! You look pretty Mommy!&lt;/em&gt;!" or "&lt;em&gt;Up, Up!! Up Peace&lt;/em&gt;"&amp;nbsp; How can resist?&amp;nbsp; I scoop up "A"arron and get a nice big hug and wet kiss!&amp;nbsp; Even our Furbabies are happy.. they get the privelage of not being a crate for 9 hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;
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Do any of you have a Nanny or in home caregiver?&amp;nbsp; What are your likes and dislikes? AND.. what do you do about taxes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-3075927695721154059?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTG_Nr7l_wQEbr8Bx86t3sTb5RoNcrfQFSqVE0a0oLw8xn069kyoQ" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTG_Nr7l_wQEbr8Bx86t3sTb5RoNcrfQFSqVE0a0oLw8xn069kyoQ" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/theme/alphaletter/b.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Weekly Theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Start Monday, continue with the theme all week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This week's theme is&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;B&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gudli.com/kids/games/abc-words.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;vocabulary word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;are &lt;b&gt;bed, bug, ball, bee, bat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letteroftheweek.com/letterB.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Books to read aloud that support the theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(You can choose one book to read all week, or a new book for each day. These are just suggestions, you may find others related to the theme in your library.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Books to read aloud:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blueberries for Sal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;by Robert McCloskey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Big Balloon Race&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Eleanor Coerr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Little Ballerina&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Katharine Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Poems that support the theme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Bee" by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Ellie&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Shumaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;How perfect it is&lt;br /&gt;to hum and be silent, to hum and be silent,&lt;br /&gt;doused in warm rays,&lt;br /&gt;to be surrounded on every side&lt;br /&gt;by petal-beauty symmetry --&lt;br /&gt;gold satin, pink velvet, royal purple silk --&lt;br /&gt;to journey as an honored prince&lt;br /&gt;in the quiet realm of breeze-bent green;&lt;br /&gt;to seek patiently amidst the love shapes --&lt;br /&gt;circles and ovals and cylinders --&lt;br /&gt;for tiny sips of sweetness;&lt;br /&gt;to hold a minute weapon, never for crueltybut only for kindness to self;&lt;br /&gt;to spread about, by just a touch,&lt;br /&gt;without even trying,&lt;br /&gt;grains for new life;&lt;br /&gt;to be filled, tender and heavy,&lt;br /&gt;and spin away toward the cozy hollow,&lt;br /&gt;there to share the meadow's seed!&lt;br /&gt;s, its sugar;&lt;br /&gt;then to buzz and twirl, to buzz and twirl,&lt;br /&gt;and by this private dance&lt;br /&gt;to show a way, a path to fly&lt;br /&gt;to the Sun's kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetryloverspage.com/poets/stevenson/my_bed_is_boat.html"&gt;"My Bed is a Boat" by R. L. Stevenson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;pre style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My bed is like a little boat;
     Nurse helps me in when I embark;
She girds me in my sailor's coat
     And starts me in the dark.

At night I go on board and say
     Good-night to all my friends on shore;
I shut my eyes and sail away
     And see and hear no more.

And sometimes things to bed I take,
     As prudent sailors have to do;
Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake,
     Perhaps a toy or two.

All night across the dark we steer;
     But when the day returns at last,
Safe in my room beside the pier,
     I find my vessel fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gross Motor Skills Activity:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;(Monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Using a large ball, play games to encourage your child to kick the ball, using one foot at a time. You could also throw and catch it to each other.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Fine Motor Skills Activity:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;(Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Beads in a Paint Palette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A clear cup of multicolored faceted plastic beads was placed in the middle of the tray. The children use their thumb and forefinger to grasp each bead and place it in one of the bowls of the paint palette tray. The children sorted the beads into the tray by color. Each bowl of the tray holds about 4 beads. A muffin tin could also be used for this activity, but I prefer the paint palette tray because each bowl is smaller and the children have to be more precise about placing the bead into the bowl. The beads and paint palette trays were purchased in a craft store. (Read more:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://prekinders.com/fine-motor-skills/#ixzz1kCtNXKlj" style="color: #003399; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://prekinders.com/fine-motor-skills/#ixzz1kCtNXKlj&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letteroftheweek.com/preparatory_colors_shapes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Shape/Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This week you will teach the shape of a&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;circle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Walk through your home looking for circles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Cut circles out of construction paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Paper towel tube art. &amp;nbsp;Use an old paper towel tube and stamp circles, discuss the shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This week you will teach the color of a&lt;a href="http://www.123child.com/UBB/showthread.php?6326-yellow-preschool-lesson-plans" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;yellow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR0Ay8KKZFJ382ur7z5crGjJyWHMedR-3BRx_4wCUdEoeGkjGlcnA" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR0Ay8KKZFJ382ur7z5crGjJyWHMedR-3BRx_4wCUdEoeGkjGlcnA" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Find Something Yellow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Have the children find something in the room that is yellow and have each child bring it to circle time. Have each child tell the class what they have found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Yellow Chat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Have the children name as many things they can that are yellow. Write down their list.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lacing Cards&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Cut yellow poster board into shapes and punch holes around the edges. Then let your child lace yarn or a shoestring into the cards.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fingerprint Bugs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;A Big Hit with my Toddlers) Supply each child with a piece of white paper and a yellow non-toxic stamp pad. Show the child how to make fingerprints on the paper, using only one finger at a time. When finished, add legs and antennae with a black pen, or for older children, have them add the legs and antennae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letteroftheweek.com/preparatory_letters.html"&gt;L&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;etter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The letter this week is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;letter B&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Give your child a printout of the (capital) letter B to color.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preschoolcoloringbook.com/color/cpletter.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Letter Printouts~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Teach your child to trace the shape of the letter B using his finger. You can trace in pudding, finger paint, a shallow tray (cookie sheet) filled with rice or beans, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Point out the letter B in signs, cereal boxes, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post the letter B on your learning poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letteroftheweek.com/preparatory_numbers.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The number this week is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;number 2&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Show your child 2 object to count, or eat 2 cracker, 2 cheerio, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Show your child the written symbol (numeral) for 2 and put on your learning poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Add 2 sticker to your counting book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Show your matching index cards for the number 2 to your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Draw 2 square on a piece of paper and count it with your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Walk around your home counting 2 of many different objects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nursery Rhyme /&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fable&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"Baa, Baa, Black Sheep" a nursery rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baa, Baa, black sheep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;have you any wool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes sir, yes sir -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;three bags full:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;One for the master,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;one for the dame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;And one for the little boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;that lives down the lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baa, Baa, black sheep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;have you any wool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes sir, yes sir -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;three bags full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For this Week's Lesson in PDF Format -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click Here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRO7YRrgklsu3mUJ5M5pRNrYqFWdopW7x4qZzGCY-pYtWS3aAk2" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRO7YRrgklsu3mUJ5M5pRNrYqFWdopW7x4qZzGCY-pYtWS3aAk2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I am not the DIY Crafty kind.. I try, but really it isn't me. &lt;br /&gt;
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I am in love with &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/hurdlesoflife/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, but seriously I have no clue when I am supposed to have time enough to ever actually create any of the stuff I love on there! &lt;br /&gt;
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But the hubs and I decided we needed to figure out how to give the girls an allowance. &amp;nbsp; We are in the camp that you don't get paid for chores. &amp;nbsp;Chores are expected, they are something you do because you are in a family, you live in a home. &amp;nbsp;As adults you don't get paid for chores, you just do them because they need to be done. &amp;nbsp;So, how do we accomplish giving them allowance that they can earn and teach them about the responsibility of chores? &amp;nbsp;Well, I had a great discussion with my friend D (who has a fab Etsy Shop ~ &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/SuperCuteBoutique?ref=ss_profile"&gt;The Super Cute Boutique&lt;/a&gt;) and she is in the same arena my husband and I are. &amp;nbsp;Chores are Chores and you don't get paid for them (sorry to rat you out D). &amp;nbsp;But within that discussion, D and I developed a plan! &amp;nbsp;A LOOPHOLE to the no payment for chores sentiment. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The children will be required to do chores/tasks based on their age range (e.g. &lt;a href="http://www.homeschool-your-boys.com/chores-for-kids-2-3.html"&gt;ages 2-3 appropriate chores&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They can do chores/tasks that are in the age range above theirs to earn money (e.g. &lt;a href="http://www.homeschool-your-boys.com/chores-for-kids-4-5.html"&gt;ages 4-5 appropriate chores&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The chore tiles go up to about 16 years old and starts at ages 2 &amp;amp; 3.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Since our girls are ages 4 &amp;amp; 6, they will be required to do their daily/weekly chores based on ages 2-6.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;To earn money they can do chores in the 7-9 age range (e.g. vacuuming, dusting, etc.).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;We will use the white board to track their earnings and if they want to "bank" the money rather than&amp;nbsp;physically&amp;nbsp;keep it their banks.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Creation of the Chore Chart:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(modified from &lt;a href="http://notsoidlehands.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-saturday-crafts-chore-chart_27.html"&gt;Not So Idle Hands&lt;/a&gt; plans)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's what you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Board-Dudes-14-Inch-Magnetic-45000UA-4/dp/B001G60J4E/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326425424&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt; magnetic white board&lt;/a&gt; (my choice 11" x 14")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/100-Epoxy-Stickers-Scrabble-18-5x20-4mm/dp/B005FNLE2U/ref=sr_1_cc_1?s=aps&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326425400&amp;amp;sr=1-1-catcorr"&gt;Epoxy Stickers&lt;/a&gt; (scrabble tile size)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Magnets--Economy-Round-Adhesive-Backing~/dp/B005FMAH3I/ref=sr_1_4?s=office-products&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326425478&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;Magnets &lt;/a&gt;(with stickers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2 sheets of 4"x 6" piece of scrapbook paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Then, I print out the names onto the paper and put the magnets on the back or you can adhere them with just a few pieces of double stick tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Print out your "Chore Tiles" and collect your items (the magnets, stickers, and "Chore Tiles").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;For the magnets, I used the epoxy stickers (make sure you don't touch the sticky side, you'll get fingerprints on them) and the sticker magnets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 25px;"&gt;Then CAREFULLY place the epoxy stickers to your "Chore Tiles" ... I used the magnets to hold the "Chore Tiles" so that I could place them on the super sticky epoxy stickers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This process was quite time consuming, but I luckily had the help from "C"indy.. she happily stuck the magnets on the back of the "Chore Tiles" while I dealt with my epoxy stickers.. again CAREFULLY. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and I duplicated some of the tiles because each girl needs to be responsible for the chore (e.g. brushing their hair, brushing their teeth, taking a shower); whereas some chores really can only be accomplished by one person (e.g. feed the dogs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/activities/alpha/a/impactaposter.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Weekly Theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; (Start Monday, continue with the theme all week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This week's theme is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gudli.com/kids/games/abc-words.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;vocabulary word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;are a&lt;b&gt;nt, and, arm, apple ,ape.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.foodclipart.com/food_clipart_images/an_apple_with_the_letter_a_written_on_it_0071-0907-2807-5207_SMU.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://www.foodclipart.com/food_clipart_images/an_apple_with_the_letter_a_written_on_it_0071-0907-2807-5207_SMU.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letteroftheweek.com/letterA.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Books to read aloud that support the theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(You can choose one book to read all week, or a new book for each day. These are just suggestions, you may find others related to the theme in your library.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Books to read aloud:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ten Apples up on Top!&lt;/i&gt; by Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Apple Pie Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; by Zoe Hall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How to Make an Apple Pie and See the World&lt;/i&gt; by Marjorie Priceman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alligator Shoes&lt;/i&gt; by Arthur Dorros&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Animals Should Definitely Not Wear Clothing&lt;/i&gt; by Judi Barrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Poems that support the theme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A Little Red Apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A little red apple&lt;br /&gt;Hung high in a tre.&lt;br /&gt;I looked up at it,&lt;br /&gt;And it looked down at me.&lt;br /&gt;"Come down, please," I called.&lt;br /&gt;And what do you suppose?&lt;br /&gt;That little red apple&lt;br /&gt;Dropped right on my nose! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Apple Tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Way up high in the apple tree,&lt;br /&gt;Four little apples hung over me.&lt;br /&gt;I shook the tree as hard as I could.&lt;br /&gt;Down came the apples and mmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;Were they good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Way up high in the apple tree,&lt;br /&gt;Three little apples hung over me.&lt;br /&gt;I shook the tree as hard as I could.&lt;br /&gt;Down came the apples and mmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;Were they good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Way up high in the apple tree,&lt;br /&gt;Two little apples hung over me.&lt;br /&gt;I shook the tree as hard as I could.&lt;br /&gt;Down came the apples and mmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;Were they good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Way up high in the apple tree,&lt;br /&gt;One little apple hung over me.&lt;br /&gt;I shook the tree as hard as I could.&lt;br /&gt;Down came the apple and mmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;Was it good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apples&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Apples, apples, one, two, three,&lt;br /&gt;Apples for you,&lt;br /&gt;Apples for me.&lt;br /&gt;Apples for big,&lt;br /&gt;Apples small,&lt;br /&gt;Apple trees tiny,&lt;br /&gt;Apple trees tall.&lt;br /&gt;Apples sour,&lt;br /&gt;Apples sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Apples, apples, are nice to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Like Apples&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Red apples,&lt;br /&gt;Big apples,&lt;br /&gt;Good apples,&lt;br /&gt;Yummy apples,&lt;br /&gt;Any kind of apples,&lt;br /&gt;I like apples! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;An apple on the tree,&lt;br /&gt;An apple in the basket,&lt;br /&gt;An apple in a fridge,&lt;br /&gt;An apple in a store,&lt;br /&gt;I like apples! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A squiggly little worm into my apple bit.&lt;br /&gt;He chomped and chomped until the core he hit.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him why he did it,&lt;br /&gt;And thought it sopunds absurd,&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I love apples." &lt;br /&gt;Now that is what I heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="50%" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple &lt;/strong&gt;(to the tune of BINGO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know a fruit that grows on trees,&lt;br /&gt;An apple is its name, oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;A. P. P. L. E.&lt;br /&gt;A. P. P. L. E.&lt;br /&gt;A. P. P. L. E.&lt;br /&gt;An apple is its name, oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;In summer and in early fall&lt;br /&gt;It's time to pick an apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It amy be sweet or may be tart,&lt;br /&gt;It's red, or green, or yellow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A McIntosh or Granny Smith,&lt;br /&gt;A Winesap or Delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make applesauce or apple juice&lt;br /&gt;Or apple pie with apples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="50%" /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Applesauce&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;(to the tune of "Yankee Doodle") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Peel an apple,&lt;br /&gt;cut it up,&lt;br /&gt;cook it in a pot.&lt;br /&gt;When you taste it&lt;br /&gt;you will find&lt;br /&gt;it's applesauce you've got.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gross Motor Skills Activity: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;(Monday)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preschoolplanner101.blogspot.com/2010/06/gross-motor-activities-for-preschool.html"&gt;Let's Pretend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have the kids stand up tall with their arms up and say "be as tall as an apple tree". Then say "be as small as an ant". Repeat this slowly and then get faster and the kids don't even know they are touching their toes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have the kids pretend to be an Ape, they can walk around with their arms touching the ground and making ape noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Fine Motor Skills Activity: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;(Friday)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Addition on an abacus - If you have an abacus this could be fun. If not you can use animal crackers or some other manipulatives and teach simple addition such as 1 + 1 = 2, 2 + 1 = 3, 3 + 1 = 4, 4 + 1 = 5, 2 + 2 = 4, 2 + 3 = 5. ( If your child is ready you could add up to 10 or more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letteroftheweek.com/preparatory_colors_shapes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Shape/Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This week you will teach the shape of a &lt;b&gt;square&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Collect 3 - 5 everyday objects in the shape of a square... i.e.: blocks, pot holder, CD jewel case, etc... to share with your child and discuss.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Walk through your home looking for squares.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Cut squares out of playdough.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Put a drawing of a square on your learning poster.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This week you will teach the color of a&lt;a href="http://www.123child.com/UBB/showthread.php?6324-red-preschool-lesson-plans"&gt; &lt;b&gt;red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find Something Red - &lt;/strong&gt;Have the children find something in the room that is red and have each child bring it to circle time. Have each child tell the class what they have found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Red Chat - &lt;/b&gt;Have the children name as many things they can that are red. Write down their list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kool Aid Art - &lt;/strong&gt;Sprinkle a little dry red kool aid mix onto a piece of paper. Have your child spray water from a spray bottle onto the paper. For added adventure, you may choose to take your children out into the rain with a piece of paper that has kool-aid on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red Tracks - &lt;/strong&gt;In a pie tin, place 3 to 5 teaspoon sized portions of different shades of red tempera paint evenly spaced about the area. Supply the children with washable toy cars that have wheels that roll. Have the children dip the wheels in the paint and roll across the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letteroftheweek.com/preparatory_letters.html"&gt;L&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;etter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The letter this week is the &lt;b&gt;letter A&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Give your child a printout of the (capital) letter A to color. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preschoolcoloringbook.com/color/cpletter.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~Letter Printouts~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Teach your child to trace the shape of the letter A using his finger. You can trace in pudding, finger paint, a shallow tray (cookie sheet) filled with rice or beans, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Point out the letter A in signs, cereal boxes, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post the letter A on your learning poster.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letteroftheweek.com/preparatory_numbers.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; (Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The number this week is the &lt;b&gt;number 1&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/images/funny1-c.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/images/funny1-c.gif" width="313" /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;" unselectable="on"&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Show your child 1 object to count, or eat 1 cracker, 1 cheerio, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Show your child the written symbol (numeral) for 1 and put on your learning poster.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Add 1 sticker to your counting book.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Show your matching index cards for the number 1 to your child.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Draw 1 square on a piece of paper and count it with your child.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Walk around your home counting 1 of many different objects.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://kids.niehs.nih.gov/games/songs/childrens/antsgomid.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;/&amp;nbsp;Nursery Rhyme /&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/theme/fables/ant-and-the-dove.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fable&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The song this week is &lt;b&gt;The Ants Go Marching&lt;/b&gt;. Recite often!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah&lt;br /&gt;The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah&lt;br /&gt;The ants go marching one by one,&lt;br /&gt;The little one stops to suck his thumb&lt;br /&gt;And they all go marching down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp; fable this week is &lt;b&gt;The Ant and the Dove&lt;/b&gt;. Recite often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A Dove saw an Ant fall into a brook. The Ant struggled in vain to reach the bank, and in pity, the Dove dropped a blade of straw close beside it. Clinging to the straw like a shipwrecked sailor to a broken spar, the Ant floated safely to shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Soon after, the Ant saw a man getting ready to kill the Dove with a stone. But just as he cast the stone, the Ant stung him in the heel, so that the pain made him miss his aim, and the startled Dove flew to safety in a distant wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;A kindness is never wasted. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Reader Question:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's Harder....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to Conceive and Fertility Treatments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foster Care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was great to see all of your responses.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;For me both are emotionally draining and anxiety ridden. &amp;nbsp;And with both you can never seem to anticipate anything because once you think you have it figured out.. it changes, for better or worse... it changes.&lt;br /&gt;
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With TTC and FT's time ticks by at the pace of a cycle.. everything is defined in terms of your ovulation. &amp;nbsp;You have the fertile time leading up to ovulation, and then the dreaded Two Week Wait to find out if you conceived.. only in our case that TWW never gave us the desired and hoped for BFP. &amp;nbsp;In the beginning the signs of AF weren't so depressing.. it was "oh well there's next month, we are still young" outlook and&amp;nbsp;adage. &amp;nbsp;Then you start realizing.. SH*T this just isn't working.. and you seek medical help.. you take medication and are told that "it wont be a problem for you to conceive".. only there is still a problem.. you still aren't conceiving. &amp;nbsp;So you move further into the treatment process and continue to struggle with conception.. until there is a light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. &amp;nbsp;A time when decide to&amp;nbsp;grieve&amp;nbsp;the loss of your biological child and either live a&amp;nbsp;child-free&amp;nbsp;life or pursue other means create a family.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://hawaii.gov/dhs/protection/social_services/child_welfare/NFCM07%20LOGO.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116" src="http://hawaii.gov/dhs/protection/social_services/child_welfare/NFCM07%20LOGO.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we have the Foster Care side of the equation... time ticks by at the pace of a court date (every 3 months). &amp;nbsp;And information isn't freely passed between parties. &amp;nbsp;Foster Parents can "see" how the case is going by their foster children's&amp;nbsp;behaviour, but that can be misleading. &amp;nbsp;We aren't even always told what circumstances brought the children into care... we can surmise based on comments or attending court hearings (which I never attended.. working in the legal field, I never wanted the court to ask me a question without having been fully prepped on how to answer it -- the big thing with courts is that everything has to be facts not opinions and so mixing your feelings into the fold, won't always bring about your desired outcome). &amp;nbsp;And I can tell you, this past case was emotionally exhausting for me. &amp;nbsp;I always felt as thought I couldn't truly determine whether or not I was being selfish or if I was truly thinking of the children's best interest. &amp;nbsp;Sadly, there are times (in parenting not just foster parenting) where being selfish and having the child's best interest at are are one in the same... and yet you feel guilty because of that simple truth.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ow3JJkyxBWI/TnHdIRI1cjI/AAAAAAAAB0k/5taPVyq7po4/s1600/brokenheart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ow3JJkyxBWI/TnHdIRI1cjI/AAAAAAAAB0k/5taPVyq7po4/s200/brokenheart.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
So for me.. although they were both riddled with anxiety and heartache, being a Foster Parent was much harder. &amp;nbsp;Solely because there are lives at stake. &amp;nbsp;With TTC &amp;amp; FT's &lt;b&gt;YES &lt;/b&gt;I&amp;nbsp;grieved, and &lt;b&gt;yes &lt;/b&gt;there are days when I still continue to grieve, but it was in the abstract. &amp;nbsp;Whereas with Foster Parenting, I see .. daily .. the toll it takes on the children and on their families.&lt;br /&gt;
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For me.. being a Foster Parent is much harder than TTC'ing or injecting myself with needles and being jabbed by the U/S tech every other day to see if things are "ripening" properly.&lt;br /&gt;
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But I wanted to help her teach the children, so I ordered some workbooks and "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Preschoolers-Busy-Book-Creative-Activities/dp/0671316338/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1326123827&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Busy Preschooler Book&lt;/a&gt;" its full of crafting/science/art projects.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I am going to start a section on this blog, for all my readers to share, that I'll update weekly with a lesson plan and weekly theme. &amp;nbsp;And as always if you have any suggestions and/or comments PLEASE share them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a hint to the upcoming week's Lesson: A &amp;amp; 1 (yup we are going to in order!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-8514189231810757149?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's Harder....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to Conceive and Fertility Treatments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foster Care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I Showing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the answer is on my face, not my belly.﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"A"arron has been adopted and we have started the process of adopting "B"ella &amp;amp; "C"indy.&amp;nbsp; We are actually quite shocked at how quick it was to finalize on "A"arron (and yes I will still be calling him by that name on the blog.. just for privacy reasons).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The girls are currently placed as a "Legal Risk Adoptive Placement" - meanning that there are some paperwork and legal things to clear up before we can finalize their adoption (this could take 6-9 months or longer), but they will stay with us .. which is good.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we started the process of foster parenting.. I would not have guessed that this is where we'd be two years later.&amp;nbsp; Had you asked me then .. I would have told you "Oh we'll probably have 3-4 placements before we adopt."&amp;nbsp; I never would've imagined that we'd be adopting our first foster child.. or that that first placement would've been an infant.&lt;br /&gt;
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And for those of you that are curious.. this is what a Paper Pregnancy looks like:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been struggling to write.. to write on my blog and to write a letter to the children's birth family.&amp;nbsp; Last year we got each birth parent a gift for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; This year I am sending a letter to update them on things that are going on with the children and to include some professional pictures we had taken.&amp;nbsp; But boy is letter writting harder than sending a small token.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even picking out pictures of the children is difficult, do they look happy enough in this one, does this show an adequate portrayal of their life with us, am I sharing too much, am I not sharing enough?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The anxiety.. the agony over something a seemingly simple as a letter or a blog for that matter.&amp;nbsp; The same questions go through my mind when I attempt to post here.&amp;nbsp; There are so many privacy concerns that go into foster care, and so much of our daily revolves around those private matters.&amp;nbsp; But what I can do is tell you about our milestones...&amp;nbsp; Yup we have LOTS of milestones between "C"indy, "B"ella, and "A"arron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"A"arron is walking and talking... he jabbers soo much.&amp;nbsp; Recently he started walking around the house putting on his sunglasses and say "toot" I am not sure if he saying "Cool" or "Cute".&amp;nbsp; He is soo funny.. he'll also run over and growl at people.. apparently you are supposed to act scared and then he laughs hysterically and repeats it.. over and over and over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"C"indy is in kindergarten.. she absolutely LOVES it and is doing so well.&amp;nbsp; She had almost all 4's (basically to the older generation all A's).. the only she is struggling with is her gross motor skills.&amp;nbsp; They have this weird test that the kids have to stand on one foot for 6 seconds.. here is the glitch.. they have to have their eyes closed.&amp;nbsp; Apparently not many can actually do this till the end of the school year, they fall over at about the 3 second mark.&amp;nbsp; Go ahead and try it.. its a totally different feeling from doing it with your eyes open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we have sweet "B"ella... the middle child, she can be sometimes difficult and at other times a comedian and sweet as pie.&amp;nbsp; We've worked through our potty training issues and dinner issues for the most part.&amp;nbsp; Recently she started hitting other chidlren at school, but we are working with her on it and so is daycare.&amp;nbsp; In fact I get a daily update on how her day was (they put a smiley face, frowny face, or straight line face on a white board.. I am sure you can figure out which one means which).&amp;nbsp; When she gets a frowny face she doesnt get to watch cartoons that night.. and then we get almost a full week of smiley faces!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-7013047267323248068?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"Didn't I just do this?"&lt;br /&gt;
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So, here we go again with Physicals, Fingerprinting, References, Home Studies, and Paperwork... all of which is to be completed by the 2nd week in September.&amp;nbsp; I guess I better start making my phone calls now and schedule it all in.&lt;br /&gt;
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Remind me why I am running around to this again?&amp;nbsp; Oh yah.. "A"arron, "B"ella &amp;amp; "C"indy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-665627569594463034?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So now onto Kieko's task... I am going to step back to a few previous posts.. one in the early stages of our Clammer to Conception.. and one at the Final Curtain Call of Fertility Treatments.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://predictingbabygender.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/conception2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://predictingbabygender.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/conception2.png" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clammer to Conception&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;We tried, well not tried, we just didn't prevent pregnancy for the first few years of our marriage.&amp;nbsp; And when we started trying.. it wasn't happening.&amp;nbsp; Finally they ordered some tests, bloodwork, exams, semen analysis.. yada, yada.. and we were diagnosed and prescribed fertility treatments. The reason we couldn't conceiven naturally we were known as being &lt;a href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/subfertile.html"&gt;SUBFERTILE&lt;/a&gt; -- what's that mean? Well all the plumbing works correctly.. there are just "minor" factors inhibiting our ability to conceive.&amp;nbsp; We were told IUI will definitely work, but we could try this magic pill in the meantime (aka clomid.. the thought was the more eggs = more targets).&amp;nbsp; We had hope that we'd conceive and insurance that covered it.. I remember that excitement at a chance.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lift.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/curtain2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://www.lift.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/curtain2.jpg" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Final Curtain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I felt like I was on that journey forever, but in reality it was only a year between an official diagnosis and our last treatment cycle (it probably feels longer because I have short cycles.. the "average" woman has 13 cycles a year -- that is basing it on a 28 day cycle; I have 15-16 cycles in a year).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, this particular post, isn't from our LAST Treatment Cycle, but it was one of the final treatments we endured.&amp;nbsp; And those feelings from that morning are forever burned into my heart.. the tears must have been &lt;a href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html"&gt;acid tears&lt;/a&gt;.. because it is litterally burned into my memory... the grief, the loss is still there when I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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So what's your journey?&amp;nbsp; What can you recall with the realness of today? And if you don't have a journey, remember that 1 in 8 couples do.. because even&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/BirdsBeesRealStory?sk=app_180458695338636"&gt; the Birds and the Bees have trouble conceiving&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So on a lighter note, I leave you with this music video ... see even us infertiles can laugh at our state:&lt;br /&gt;
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Take for instance.. redecorating. I was inspired by a fellow foster mom [well shall refer to her as G], who posted pics of her room for her soon to be foster children. G’s children’s room was AMAZING.. colorful hand painted dressers.. just COLOR everywhere. I was reminded of “C”indy’s and “B”ella’s room.. it has color, blue, gray and green (we bought a model home, remember… so this room was the “Boy’s Room” it has geometric shapes on the walls.. interesting for a kids room.. for a boy’s room.. but we have two girlie girls.. where’s the pink?!?!).. I was JEALOUS (icky), but MOTIVATED!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I bought new comforters (&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Circo-Bloom-BIAB-Full/dp/B001U5Z8NI?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;full size bed in a bag sets for $25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001U5Z8NI" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. SCORE!)… a &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Prince-Lionheart-Jumbo-Toy-Hammock/dp/B00073HJG8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;hanging hammock &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B00073HJG8" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for their stuffed animals… and &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/RoomMates-RMK1170SCS-Graphic-Flowers-Decals/dp/B0017RTRR2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;wall decals &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0017RTRR2" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(awesomesauce! They stick to the wall, but don’t take the paint off, easy for redecorating)! I also painted their dresser with some leftover paint.&amp;nbsp; I really want to get them bunk beds, but we decided that could wait a while longer. So here is the after picture… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you inspired? Or even a little jealous?&lt;br /&gt;
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oh and this one... &lt;a href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/laying-it-all-out-on-table.html"&gt;Laying it all out on the table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On a positive note we have gotten past the salad woes with both girls, heck even "A"arron will eat it!&amp;nbsp; And during the summer salad is a STAPLE in our house.&amp;nbsp; Its way too hot to cook, so once a week we have salad.&amp;nbsp; I've even added sunflower seeds to it and the girls love that.. although have a tendency to pick out certain things to eat first (not the typical way to eat a salad, but whatever works).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://assets.kaboose.com/media/00/00/0b/6c/8436a647ea3a2d12f7133066d1166afd47780093/476x357/slideshow-strawberries_476x357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://assets.kaboose.com/media/00/00/0b/6c/8436a647ea3a2d12f7133066d1166afd47780093/476x357/slideshow-strawberries_476x357.jpg" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Although, a few weeks ago I made strawberry salad.&amp;nbsp; I love strawberry salad.&amp;nbsp; But, yah this was soo&amp;nbsp;not a hit with "C"indy.&amp;nbsp; She refused to even try it.. seriously?!?&amp;nbsp; Salad with strawberries in it.. strawberries?!? She LOVES, ADORES, GOBBLES DOWN strawberries.. but wouldn't touch the salad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.s2999.com/images/fork_spoon_tshirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.s2999.com/images/fork_spoon_tshirt.jpg" t$="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the other hand my little "B"ella.. the one who can become unable to use her limbs when uninterested in a task or meal.. ate it faster than I have ever seen her eat a salad (oh.. well that might be because I give her a spoon and a fork for all of her meals now.. I figure if one is too hard to use, she has the other.. and its working well).&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the fork is just too hard for her to use, still (yes, she will be 4 in a short period of time.. but foster children are different.. sometimes they have delays, most often it is in the emotional/social skill are, but they can have delays in their motor skills too.&amp;nbsp; basically even though they are 4, they could be emotionally 2.. its hard to remember when you are staring at a 4 year old.. that she is stuck as a 2 year old -- but this a topic for another post).&lt;br /&gt;
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So now onto sumthing new with veggies.. "B"ella REFUSES to eat broccoli.. simply flat out refuses.. her entire body goes limp at the sight of it.&amp;nbsp; So I have&amp;nbsp; new recipe to try.. T&lt;a href="http://www.amateurgourmet.com/2008/11/the_best_brocco.html"&gt;HE BEST BROCCOLI OF YOUR LIFE&lt;/a&gt;.. apparently it is soo good people have said its better than steak!&amp;nbsp; We'll see!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Case in point... &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamstime.com/eating-breakfast-thumb112431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" m$="true" src="http://www.dreamstime.com/eating-breakfast-thumb112431.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wake up, change the baby's diaper, bring the baby downstairs for breakfast, make toast for the kids, turn around to a steaming pile of dog poo on the floor.. immediately scream "WHO DID THIS?"... the excited "NOT ME" comes from the 3 year old sitting at the kitchen table... shake head trying not to laugh at the ridiculousness of the comment.. clean up dog poo... hear a loud cough... then hear the 5 year old crying... look up to find that she threw up on herself at the kitchen table.. clean up the 5 year old... check her temp.. no fever... must be post nasal drip... go to waterpark... notice the 3 year old is sneezing ALOT... give her baby wipe for boogars.. have her throw out the wipe... comes back and notice she has a bloody nose... ask her if she picked her nose... calmly she responds "Nope, I put paper in it"... freak out! look up her nose.. see a line of something... attempt to remove it... doesn't come out.. look again.. it looks like a (no that can't be it) STRAW!&amp;nbsp; how the heck did a plastic thing end up in her nostril.. panic... take her to lifeguard station.. remove object with tweezers... and find.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/264/k1445115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/264/k1445115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a band aid.. a band aid!! she folded it up and put a band aid in her nose!!&amp;nbsp; come home to find that the baby has yucky butt.. yup the day started with $#!+ and ended with $#!+.&lt;br /&gt;
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that was a day that required a relaxing evening....&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="CHSglBody" style="margin: 0in 0in 12pt;"&gt;Enough about the kiddos, life is good with them, we love providing them a home for as long as we need to.. the dama is with the system (not them, not their case)... just the system.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In my state there have been lawsuits, threats to take over the child welfare system because of inadequacies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There are federal laws that aren't being upheld, there are children that are stuck in the system because caseworker's are overloaded and overburdened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The system is a mess, supposedly reform is in the works (we will be getting new computer systems to help with the workloads, because technology is the answer --- please note the sarcasm in that, don't get me wrong technology will help, but it is far from an answer).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My opinion... my humble opinion... we need more people to advocate for these kids, we need more people to welcome these children/families into their homes and hearts.&amp;nbsp; And you don't need to be a foster parent to do this, you can provide &lt;a href="http://www.nfpainc.org/content/?page=copy_FOSTERPARENTINFORMATION&amp;amp;nmenu=156"&gt;respite care for foster parents&lt;/a&gt; (yes you need to do the same training as foster parents to, but it is basically babysitting for foster parents) or you can become a &lt;a href="http://www.casaforchildren.org/site/c.mtJSJ7MPIsE/b.5301295/k.BE9A/Home.htm"&gt;CASA &lt;/a&gt;(a court appointed special advocate for children).&amp;nbsp; So what's stopping you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-8362410120859525072?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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While we knew Tara’s SA history, I was still taken completely by surprise the first time Tara disclosed to me. As she became more comfortable the disclosures of SA began and quickly increased in frequency; usually while getting ready for bed, rocking or bathing. I talked to Tara’s therapist as well as our local Children’s Assessment Center for advice on how to handle these disclosures in a way that preserved the integrity of the disclosure for the case while also provided Tara with the appropriate comforting responses. The guidelines that came from these discussions served me well: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=950207710404&amp;amp;id=0ad365d93edc118ac6db17f695f31551&amp;amp;url=http%3a%2f%2famericanmoms.com%2fart%2farticle-tantrums-photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://ts1.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=950207710404&amp;amp;id=0ad365d93edc118ac6db17f695f31551&amp;amp;url=http%3a%2f%2famericanmoms.com%2fart%2farticle-tantrums-photo.jpg" width="118" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make it Safe: Welcome your child’s statements or questions about their birth family. Provide the child with opportunities to talk about anything that comes to their minds. As hard are some things are to hear just remember: if they can’t talk it out, they will act it out.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Be calm: Your first reaction will set the stage either inviting the child to go on, or shutting them down. Talk of sexual goings on is taboo to many of us and your instinct may be to recoil and change the subject, particularly when taken by surprise. Make every effort to suppress that instinct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Listen! Make eye contact, nod, try for an expression of “caring, polite interest”. I would consciously try to note key information in my head while listening so I could report the details accurately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Allow the child to lead the conversation and allow them to end it when they want to. Our FD would actually say “I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” When she was done. Respect the child’s boundaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;If the child is willing to engage in dialog, ask open ended questions only: what happened then? What happened next? Where were you? Can you show me? How did that make you feel? Believe me, I know you don’t want to hear or see ANY of the answers to these questions (I have images in my head that STILL make me think “that can’t be right, can it?”) but it is important to get details if the child is willing and able to provide them. You can cry later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Avoid leading questions: It is important to avoid even the appearance of planting ideas or leading the child. Don’t say “Did so-and-so do that?” or even “that must have been…” If you couldn’t understand the child ask them to repeat rather than saying what you thought heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;After the child relays the facts, thank the child for telling you, acknowledge that it’s hard to tell secrets, remind them that secrets are bad and telling the secrets is the right thing to do, reassure them nothing that happened was their fault. Offer consolation (“I’m sorry that happened to you.”), validate the child’s feelings (“I would have been scared too.”) and, if the child is comfortable, hold and rock the child while reassuring them you still care about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;The hardest thing for me was that our FD would tell me something her daddy (or others) had done to her and then ask “did your daddy do that to you?” This question is fraught with ‘was it just me’ and ‘was it my fault’ undertones. Always be honest and gentle. In this case I said ‘no, honey, my daddy didn’t do that. Daddy’s are not supposed to do that, it was wrong for daddy to do that.’ If faced with a hard question take a moment to compose your answers. It’s also OK to say “I don’t know”. I used “I don’t know” whenever she asked a “why did he/they…” question and then followed immediately with a validation that it was wrong, bad and not her fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;What to do afterwards:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ts2.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=891392299033&amp;amp;id=55994d18dd9d509eb939e2a5f39b658b&amp;amp;url=http%3a%2f%2fwww.realbeauty.com%2fcm%2frealbeauty%2fimages%2fXF%2frby-at-home-spa-drink-up-MF-de.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://ts2.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=891392299033&amp;amp;id=55994d18dd9d509eb939e2a5f39b658b&amp;amp;url=http%3a%2f%2fwww.realbeauty.com%2fcm%2frealbeauty%2fimages%2fXF%2frby-at-home-spa-drink-up-MF-de.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;IMMEDIATELY document the conversation, get down all the details while they are fresh. Report the facts and only the facts. For example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Communicate the disclosure to the appropriate party: Our case worker had us send the disclosure via email and she confirmed by return receipt that they were relayed to CPS (due to an on going investigation). Some agencies ask the FP to report directly to CPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Let yourself feel. I found that the efforts of maintaining calmness during the disclosure needed an offsetting vent for the rage and sadness. I would talk to my husband, another foster parent, run on the treadmill or just take a bath and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;There are few things that are worse for any parent than dealing with a disclosure of sexual abuse. However, as we have seen in our experience with Tara, children can heal from even the most heinous abuse when given an environment in which they feel safe to process and deal with their experiences. We are thrilled to report that after 10 months in our home Tara was able to be safely reunited with her brother, who had been placed seperately, and continues to do wonderfully in their pre-adoptive placement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-7319689565832449579?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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is a blog that I happen to add some info to every now and then.&amp;nbsp; Recently, Colleen wrote about something that hit home.&amp;nbsp; "I LOVE YOU!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Check it out and see what she has to say about children with past trauma and/or other issues and the various meanings of "I LOVE YOU!".&amp;nbsp; Trust me.. you'll be surprised to find out how often they don't really mean "I LOVE YOU!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-92620986614250807?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the beginning we were known as Ms. M and Mr. P... then it changed to Mommy M and Daddy P.. and then another change Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy.&amp;nbsp; It took a long time for Big Girl "C"indy to come to terms with "loving" two mommies and two daddies (even though she decided to call us that).&amp;nbsp; We did a lot of talking and listening.&amp;nbsp; I told her that she could call us whatever she wanted.. Mr. &amp;amp; Ms., Auntie &amp;amp; Uncle, Mom &amp;amp; Dad... she chose that latter (mind you this was during a time period when the children didn't have visitation with family members).&amp;nbsp; We talked to the therapist about it, and she assured it was normal and okay.. the children need to identify someone as that role.&amp;nbsp; Phewww.. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQylYkvjMuM7ll_eSUlmmFfciuZHYyKLAZ9PGLTNmf7nUyLeb1i" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQylYkvjMuM7ll_eSUlmmFfciuZHYyKLAZ9PGLTNmf7nUyLeb1i" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well visits resumed and obviously the family was shocked by Big Girl's decision to call us Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy (honestly how would you feel if your preschooler or toddler called another person that?&amp;nbsp; heartbroken I am sure).&amp;nbsp; Big Girl told me that she was questioned about it.. and I asked her what she said, she just shrugged her shoulders.. then I reminded her "Who makes the rules about what you call us?" she smiled and replied "I DO!" pointing at herself with her thumb.&amp;nbsp; And I then said "So you can call us whatever you want, remember.. Mommy, Auntie or Ms."&amp;nbsp; she smiled again "Okay Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, Little Girl "B"ella.. was all about Mommy and Daddy from Day 1.&amp;nbsp; Fine we thought.. she is only 2.&amp;nbsp; One morning at a recent visit, she was sitting with her Mom and she looks at me and says "I have two mommies!" all proud of herself.&amp;nbsp; All I could think was.. wow she must feel soo special and loved.&amp;nbsp; I have never told her she was special because she has two sets of parents.. just that it was okay to love more than one person.. that there is always room for more people to love.&amp;nbsp; What a self-confidient Little Girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, if only there was a book out there to help these children through this... to help parents understand their children's need for someone to fill that role... to give you the words to tell the child that it's okay to LOVE.. and they will always have more LOVE to give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-5775805013725072140?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously?!?&amp;nbsp; That is all the time I spend with the children?&amp;nbsp; Hmmm I doubt that... let me add it up.&amp;nbsp; An hour and 21 minutes a day?&amp;nbsp; It can't be right.&amp;nbsp; And by "time" what the heck did the article mean?&amp;nbsp; To this I say PHOOEY!!&amp;nbsp; Yup you read that right PHOOEY (as I stick my tongue out at the Article).&amp;nbsp; I am baffled by this.&amp;nbsp; I read further into the article and supposedly stay at home mothers only spend 2 1/2 hours caring for their children.&amp;nbsp; Again.. SERIOUSLY!?!?&amp;nbsp; What the heck is this article trying to prove... no matter what kind of mother you are.. you are still doing&amp;nbsp;a lousy job with spending time with your children?&amp;nbsp; It's just not possible, that we spend that little time with our children.&amp;nbsp; Or is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;For me.. I "believe" (notice the quotes) I spend at least 2 hours a day with the children.&amp;nbsp; I will concede that our morning routine is not time spent together but rather me getting them ready and getting myself ready.&amp;nbsp; But we talk during dinner prep and on our car rides to and from daycare.&amp;nbsp; We cuddle during cartoon watching or reading books.&amp;nbsp; But is this article talking about "quality" time.. if so.. explain to me what that is.&amp;nbsp; Because from my understanding.. if the children aren't being ignored and are in your presence.. isn't that quality time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So come on.. confess.. how much time do you spend with your wee little ones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539360814743561006-1068005238328766161?l=hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyway, this week's session was video taped (it gets erased immediately after viewing).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's the scene (TAKE 1):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am at the kitchen table with "B"ella and "C"indy, while "A"arron is cruising around the kitchen in his walker.&amp;nbsp; We are working on melting beads (for those not in the know.. they are plastic things that you put on a peg board in different shapes and then using the iron you melt the plastic so that the shape sticks together).&amp;nbsp; I am attempting to open the container (its new and sealed ever so tightly), while "B"ella is "reading" a book.. she is telling me all about this book, who the characters are and what they are doing.&amp;nbsp; "C"indy is patiently waiting for the beads so she can begin working on her design.&amp;nbsp; I get the container opened and quickly realize that the beads need a container of their own, so that we don't have beads all over the floor for "A"arron to eat!&amp;nbsp; I tell the girls not to touch the beads so that they don't end up on the floor... as SOON as my back is turned.. up jumps "B"ella fist into the container and beads onto the table and the ground! I run over and move her hand out of the way "NO NO!!"&amp;nbsp; She pouts.. I try to engage her "What happened to the beads?"&amp;nbsp; She quietly says "Fa-war" I ask her "Is it okay that they are on the floor?" she says "No" and continues to pout.. so I tickle her and engage her with my hand on her face just goofing around to get her out of her mood.&amp;nbsp; "C"indy wants to join in on the fun.. so&amp;nbsp;I turn to "C"indy and cover my hand on her face and my hand with her hand.&amp;nbsp; We continue with the melting beads and I get up once to help "A"arron because he was getting fussy in the walker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dayna91.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/1_super_mom_tat.gif?w=350&amp;amp;h=272" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" r6="true" src="http://dayna91.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/1_super_mom_tat.gif?w=350&amp;amp;h=272" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FAST FORWARD:&amp;nbsp; Review of the tape.... Yah, all the above stuff was done.. but my perception of it ummm.. not so clear! "B"ella did grab for the beads, but none of them landed on the floor.. I definitely could've handled that better.&amp;nbsp; And umm yah "C"indy.. she was not sitting there patiently waiting.. she was feeling rejected by the lack of attention.&amp;nbsp; It is not easy to manage the needs of 3 children, but seeing how poorly I did.. makes it easier to realize that I have to work harder at it.&amp;nbsp; They all need equal time, attention and affection.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So how do you do it all?&amp;nbsp; Come on Super Moms.. tell me the secret to success!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am a Drill Sargent Parent, I (as I said before) &lt;strong&gt;WANT&lt;/strong&gt; an immediate consequence.&amp;nbsp; I want what I want.. when I want it.&amp;nbsp; But honestly, being the "&lt;strong&gt;BAD GUY&lt;/strong&gt;" all the time.. is hard!&amp;nbsp; I want to have fun with the kids too... but I also want them to have limits an be safe. And sometimes, I lose sight of the fun, and only focus on the limits and being safe.&amp;nbsp; You know what, if they get hurt... it isn't that big of a deal.&amp;nbsp; They will learn a lesson.. "&lt;em&gt;Hmmm walking too fast on the icey sidewalk isn't a good idea. I just fell on my butt and it hurt!&amp;nbsp; Next time, I will walk slower&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=widgetsamazon-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=1576839540&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;L&amp;amp;L allows the child to think and make decisions and deal with the consequences of those decisions.&amp;nbsp; It allows them to take responsiblity for their actions, and best of all the parents aren't the ones imposing the consquence.. the child is!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the morning getting ready for school, I have now been asking the girls "Do you want to wear your coat or carry your coat?"&amp;nbsp; Yesterday "B"ella chose to carry it.&amp;nbsp; When we arrived in the garage (where they leave their shoes and where its warmer than outside but definitely colder than the house) she says "Its TOLD!" and without me even asking "What do you think you should&amp;nbsp;do?" she put on her coat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now this morning, I repeated the question, "Do you want to wear your coat or carry your coat?"&amp;nbsp; "C"indy looks me perplexed and says "It's cold outside what are we going to do if we carry it?" and I just replied "What do you think you should do?" and she looked at me like I was the dumbest person she had ever met and said "I wearing my coat." I took everything in me not to just bust out laughing!!&amp;nbsp; Not that I want them to think I am stupid.. but I want them to THINK!&amp;nbsp; So what if she decides to carry it to the car.. she will be cold for litterally 1 minute, or decide that its too cold and put it on.&amp;nbsp; No one is getting hurt in this process and she is figuring things out for herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.clipartof.com/thumbnails/437468-Cartoon-Girl-Throwing-A-Temper-Tantrum-In-Front-Of-Her-Dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://images.clipartof.com/thumbnails/437468-Cartoon-Girl-Throwing-A-Temper-Tantrum-In-Front-Of-Her-Dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt; -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "B"ella is the kinda child that instead of expressing her feelings with words, she just has a meltdown.&amp;nbsp;This can be over food, not being able to reach something, having trouble getting in or out of clothes, you name it.. she can have a meltdown from it.&amp;nbsp; I've gone over her issues with eating in some prior posts.. &lt;a href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/toddlers-and-food-bangs-head.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.. and &lt;a href="http://hurdles-lifelovefamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/laying-it-all-out-on-table.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, instead of dealing with her meltdowns I started giving her choices.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday we had two instances where meltdowns were avoided.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Instance One:&lt;/em&gt; She left one glove in the car while going into the restaurant to eat, and started crying and stomping her way into the restaurant.&amp;nbsp; I squatted so we were at eye level with each other and said "'B'ella you have two choices, you can either continuing crying and throwing a fit outside of the restaurant OR you can come sit down with us and have fun inside the restaurant.&amp;nbsp; Which do you choose?"&amp;nbsp; She stopped crying and said "Have Fun!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Instance Two:&lt;/em&gt; When we got home she was having difficulty taking off her boots (every so often we go throught the I TANT moments, even though she did the day before).&amp;nbsp; So I said "'B'ella you can either take off your shoes like a big girl and come in the house OR you can throw a fit, leave your shoes on and stay here.&amp;nbsp; Which do you choose?"&amp;nbsp; She calmed down and said "I take off toos. (shoes)"&lt;br /&gt;
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So did I know what she would choose in each instance? NO! But was I okay with what she would choose, yes.. I sure hope so, because I am the one who gave her the choices.&amp;nbsp; It was not oaky with me for her to continue crying and stomping around a restaurant.. she could do that outside, with me (not alone).&amp;nbsp; And the same thing with the shoes.&amp;nbsp; I had the door to the house open and was in the mud room watching her take off her shoes, but I didn't want to be on top of her had she decided screaming was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;
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