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/><category term="santo." /><category term="natale" /><category term="ospedale cuorgnè" /><category term="materna" /><category term="confronto" /><category term="bicicletta" /><category term="cartoni" /><category term="virus" /><category term="fame" /><category term="freddo" /><category term="festa del papà" /><category term="febbre" /><category term="adozione" /><category term="prepa" /><category term="festa della donna" /><category term="museo" /><category term="viaggio" /><category term="litigi" /><category term="biobaby" /><category term="principessa" /><category term="carie" /><category term="ballare" /><category term="brasile" /><category term="silenzio" /><category term="master" /><category term="futuro" /><title>Rosa Caotico</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://rosa-caotico.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rosa-caotico.blogspot.com/" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMBSXczcSp7ImA9WhRVGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893020187130830846.post-1296520628106761254</id><published>2012-01-19T15:08:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:47:38.989+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T15:47:38.989+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bigfamily" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="biolattine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="affidamento" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="biofamily" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gioia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cambiamenti" /><title>Nel frattempo...</title><content type="html">...nel frattempo è successo che:&lt;br /&gt;- il virus varicella ha lasciato la biofamily&lt;br /&gt;- ha preso il suo posto quello intestinale&lt;br /&gt;- la biofamily è stata dichiarata famiglia affidataria&lt;br /&gt;- quindi ha superato i vari colloqui. Incredibile!  &lt;br /&gt;- Biogrande a seguito di ciò ha dichiarato:" Mamma stai tranquilla, non c'è bisogno di altri bambini. Io a Babbo Natale vero ho chiesto una bambola alta come me"&lt;br /&gt;- La bambola è arrivata!&lt;br /&gt;- Bionda, molto dotata, ballerina, Valerie.&lt;br /&gt;- Biomamma l'ha trovata a letto con biopapà. Leggevano tutte due. &lt;br /&gt;- Biomamma ancora si chiede come ha fatto a cedere alla richiesta di biogrande.&lt;br /&gt;- Biomedia ha imparato a dire "fucsia" al posto di "fuschia"&lt;br /&gt;- Biomedia dice fucsia tutti i giorni&lt;br /&gt;- Da Natale i biogenitori si congratulano con lei tutti i giorni.&lt;br /&gt;- Biomedia il giorno 13/01/2012 ha imparato ad andare in bicicletta da sola&lt;br /&gt;- Biogrande e biomedia hanno ricevuto i trucchi per Natale ma possono usarli solo a casa&lt;br /&gt;- Da Natale nella biocasa vagano due ragazze che neanche in via Ormea a Torino ne trovi di così truccate&lt;br /&gt;- Biobaby ha ricevuto la sua prima bicicletta. Quella bella senza pedali. Moderna. Educativa.&lt;br /&gt;- Biobaby ha dichiarato:"Mamma ma è lotta!" (Ma che diamine! Avevo poi solo chiesto una bici; Babbo Natale poteva portarmene una intera, con tutti gli accessori!)&lt;br /&gt;- Il 13/01/2012 anche biobay ha imparato ad andare sulla sua nuova bici. Pare anche che si sia riappacificata con quel mattacchione di Papà Natale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima notizia ... biopapà ha dichiarato di voler iniziare a cercare il quarto figlio da questa primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma lo scrive sul blog perchè SCRIPTA MANENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Biomamma e biopapà ne approfittano per esprimere la loro gioia per i Toma (famiglia numerosa, prevalentemente maschile, simpatica, caciarona, innamorata della vita) che ci ha emozionato con la notizia di un sesto bimbo/a in arrivo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-1296520628106761254?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
"Si fa la conta".&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
E' già bravissima. La sua conta preferita è un medley personale, che termina con una personale creazione:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Ma-chi-ni-a-os-sa-os-sa-ove-vai? Pas-sa-pa-pe-i-no-co-la-pi-pa-n-bo-ca-il-dot-to-e-s'am-ma-lò-e-tan-to-poi-toc-ca-popio-a-me"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Biomamma era molto scettica.&lt;br /&gt;
Le maestre non la entusiasmavano.&lt;br /&gt;
l'edificio è decadente.&lt;br /&gt;
I discorsi ... tipici da maestra.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Biogrande invece non vedeva l'ora di tuffarsi in questa avventura e biomamma e biopapà hanno deciso di lasciarla volare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Come ci hanno detto ad un incontro sull'affido familiare "anche i nostri figli sono bambini in affido."&lt;br /&gt;
Son con noi per un periodo e poi devono volare alla scoperta del mondo, prima volando con noi, poi con noi che li supportiamo da terra e poi da soli (o quasi!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Comunque a distanza di un mese dall'inizio biomamma e biopapà sono soddisfatti.&lt;br /&gt;
Soddisfatti:&lt;br /&gt;
della loro bambina che ha affrontato una classe senza conoscere nessuno riuscendo a far amicizia facilmente,&lt;br /&gt;
soddisfatti della sua felicità nel partire la mattina con una cartella di Spank rigorosamente rosa,&lt;br /&gt;
di sentire che ha imparato ad accettare i NO (anche sul quaderno),&lt;br /&gt;
per aver imparato ad esprimere i suoi disagi senza per forza sempre cercare il litigio con noi,&lt;br /&gt;
di vederla nel weekend fare i compiti serena e impegnandosi al massimo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Insomma, non si dice  che chi ben comincia è a metà dell'opera?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Allora cara la mia biogrande BENVENUTA A SCUOLA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-7581470813483917435?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Pochi giorni ai suoi sei anni.
&lt;br /&gt;Pochi giorni all'inizio della scuola.
&lt;br /&gt;L'entusiasmo per questo grande cambiamento lo si legge nei suoi occhi.
&lt;br /&gt;Le aspettative sono altissime.
&lt;br /&gt;Desidera prendere "note belle".
&lt;br /&gt;Ma sa che non potrà essere sempre bravissima e allora potrà prendere anche qualche "nota brutta".
&lt;br /&gt;I sei anni la fanno sentire importante e grande.
&lt;br /&gt;L'inizio della scuola elementare anche.
&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma e biopapà hanno accantonato l'idea homeschooling nel senso del tenere biogrande a casa. 
&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma crede che i bambini hanno bisogno di stare con altri bambini e non rispetterebbe la sua creatura tenendola a casa tutta la settimana con sé.
&lt;br /&gt;Ma continuerà a giocare ad imparare con lei nei momenti fuori scuola come ha sempre fatto.
&lt;br /&gt;Biogrande ha imparato a leggere e a scrivere senza bisogno di maestre.
&lt;br /&gt;Ha capito come scrivere e leggere la GN, la GL e la SC.
&lt;br /&gt;Ha imparato l'uso della H.
&lt;br /&gt;Ha imparato a fare somme e sottrazioni.
&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma e biopapà l'hanno solo indirizzata quando lei chiedeva chiarimenti.
&lt;br /&gt;Se le cose non dovessero funzionare a scuola biomamma sarà pronta a fare homeschooling ma inserendo biogrande in un contesto con altri bambini.
&lt;br /&gt;La convivenza quotidiana con altri bambini è per i biogenitori fondamentale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-4912440817489549421?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Così questa sera ha sentito l'esigenza di un pò di intimità familiare e ha proposto un' attività che poco si addice alle sue esuberanti creature.
&lt;br /&gt;Ha tirato fuori un libretto, ha messo un CD di Enya e ha fatto yoga con le due biolattine grandi.
&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma non aveva mai fatto yoga ma da quest'estate, da quando "Giochiamo allo yoga" è entrato in casa, ha provato a metterlo in pratica con le sue figliole.
&lt;br /&gt;Incredibilmente le biolattine si rilassano, non urlano e ascoltano la favoletta del libro, provano le posizioni e ascoltano il loro respiro.
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&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma e le biolattine stanno scoprendo un modo nuovo per giocare insieme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-4939135404817329045?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;C'è un bel sole.
&lt;br /&gt;Scopri che la macchina che hai desiderato la puoi acquistare (non nuova, certo, ma a te non t'importa)
&lt;br /&gt;Sei riuscita a lavare tutti i pavimenti di casa grazie a due anime pie che hanno giocato a nascondino con le figliolette.
&lt;br /&gt;La cena è praticamente cucinata.
&lt;br /&gt;Le bimbe son lavate e pronte per una nanna.
&lt;br /&gt;Sei riuscita a farti una doccia prima di cena.
&lt;br /&gt;La lavastoviglie è vuota.
&lt;br /&gt;Le bimbe di buon umore.
&lt;br /&gt;Il marito pure.
&lt;br /&gt;Le figlie hanno scelto lo stesso DVD all'unanimità (praticamente un miracolo!)
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Queste giornate servono per ricordarti che hai una famiglia stupenda nelle giornate in cui non gira tutto proprio perfettamente, in quelle giornate che iniziano con la tazza del latte versata sul pavimento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-2731342100839414149?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Non sono andati in un posto romantico. &lt;br /&gt;
Si son riposati, coccolati, baciati, si son dedicati alla gastronomia e hanno riso. &lt;br /&gt;
Per qualche ora hanno dimenticato i loro ruoli da genitori e son stati solo fidanzati, bellissimo!  &lt;br /&gt;
Hanno camminato tanto e nessuno si è lamentato del caldo, della fame, della sete, della stanchezza. &lt;br /&gt;
Nessun parcogiochi ha bloccato il loro cammino. &lt;br /&gt;
Hanno festeggiato la sopravvivenza (rubando una battuta ai Robinson) a dodici anni insieme di cui sette di matrimonio e tre figlie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ebbene...sono andati alla sagra del peperone! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In mezzo a quella marea di gente biomamma ha riconosciuto un mei-tai verde davvero bello. &lt;br /&gt;
Biomamma non ha resistito...e così ha conosciuto &lt;a href="http://orsomichele.blogspot.com/"&gt;orsomichele.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; con tanto di pupo appeso alla schiena. &lt;br /&gt;
Complimenti a mamma, bimbo e papà!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-5922149225751065376?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Il silenzio e la pace regneranno sovrani.
&lt;br /&gt;Domani mattina biomamma e biopapà dormiranno fino a togliersi la voglia.
&lt;br /&gt;Nessuna vocina li desterà.
&lt;br /&gt;Sarà bellissimo.
&lt;br /&gt;I biogenitori torneranno più rilassati, riposati e innamorati della loro famiglia.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Biomamma e biopapà credono che lo spazio di coppia sia importantissimo per la buona riuscita della vita matrimoniale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-8880687385847046720?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;Chiede se è "lava" (brava) dopo ogni marachella.
&lt;br /&gt;Ride delle sue prodezze.
&lt;br /&gt;Ripete le poche parole che le interessano infischiandosene se gli altri la capiscono o meno.
&lt;br /&gt;Ama dire che è "lande"(grande) a sé stessa e agli altri.
&lt;br /&gt;Oggi gioca indossando un cappello invernale verde con tanto di paraorecchie e una sciarpa coordinata.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono 40 gradi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-4442545282860598012?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;"Una vita" secondo i Prepa.
&lt;br /&gt;"Non abbastanza" ha risposto la biofamily, visto lo stress e i problemi che hanno trovato al loro ritorno.
&lt;br /&gt;Hanno vissuto in tenda per quindici giorni,
&lt;br /&gt;con gli scoiattoli che giocavano davanti alla tenda,
&lt;br /&gt;i fringuelli che entravano dentro,
&lt;br /&gt;il venditore dei croissant che, come i fringuelli, entrava anche lui in tenda pur di vendere qualcosa.
&lt;br /&gt;La biofamily ha superato la difficoltà di un bagno sempre sporco, il gas che è finito  e il trasformatore del frigo che dopo aver preso acqua li ha abbandonati.
&lt;br /&gt;Per il resto la biofamily si è coccolata, amata, riscoperta pazza, simpatica, pigra, curiosa e golosa.
&lt;br /&gt;Ha giocato con la sabbia, fatto tuffi, aerobica, riso davanti ad una tenda che si stava allagando causa temporale e mangiato patatine con i piedi a mollo, è andata a cavallo, ha fatto amicizia.
&lt;br /&gt;La biofamily ha passato venti giorni di puro relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893020187130830846-1844767395423840477?l=rosa-caotico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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