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Basically I put a small piece of paper inside each ice cream cone. The boys would pull out the paper to discover what the activity was for that day. Super cute idea. The boys loved it. However, it was a lot of work for me. The task of having a DAILY activity all summer long quickly became a stressful chore for this momma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Presenting....Our Summer Bucket List Poster&lt;/div&gt;
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It's a simple white poster board that I decorated with images from &lt;a href="http://www.picmonkey.com/"&gt;PicMonkey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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The bucket hanging next to the poster has slips of paper with different activities written on them. Some of the activities are ones the boys came up with on their own, and some I added. As we do an activity, we write it on our poster board.&lt;/div&gt;
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Even though I didn't want to have the stress of thinking of an activity to do every single day, I did want there to be an element of surprise on some days. So I made this.&lt;/div&gt;
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A small banner of buckets with pockets so I can slip a paper in the bucket.&lt;/div&gt;
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I've decided to just pick a couple of days a week to have a planned activity so the boys still get the thrill of pulling out a slip of paper that reveals the fun for that day. I'll likely use these buckets for planned outings.&lt;/div&gt;
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I'll also let the boys randomly choose an activity from the bucket from time to time. These activities will most likely be crafts or activities at &amp;nbsp;home.&lt;/div&gt;
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As you can see from our Summer Bucket List poster, we have already done a handful of activities. Last week I took the boys to the park for some playtime and a picnic lunch.&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes they are dressed exactly the same. And yes they both have a mohawk hairdo. No, it was not my idea to make them look like twins. Whenever Benjamin picks out his clothes for the next day, Caleb then chooses a shirt the exact same color (or in this case, the exact same shirt). Benjamin usually bases his hairstyle on whatever Bubba chooses. So that is why they look like twins.&lt;/div&gt;
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After some playground fun, Caleb wanted to hit up the basketball court.&lt;/div&gt;
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Like a good little brother, Benjamin would get the runaway balls for Bubba.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Our summer is in full swing!&lt;/div&gt;
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"I will dominate you sprinkler. You are no match for me!"&lt;/div&gt;
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"See how I prance around you. You can't get me!"&lt;/div&gt;
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"Aaarggg, you squirted me in the eye!"&lt;/div&gt;
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"I shall simply squash you with my foot. You silly sprinkler"&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5-V7jTTtDg/UbvHJV8uoaI/AAAAAAAAMAg/T3fNXPFvT3U/s1600/20130317_145312-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5-V7jTTtDg/UbvHJV8uoaI/AAAAAAAAMAg/T3fNXPFvT3U/s640/20130317_145312-1.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes Caleb likes to practice wheelies, and I mean REAL wheelies...without the wheelie bar to catch him. It requires a ridiculous amount of balance in order to maintain a wheelie position without falling back. We stay safe with a helmet on and couch cushions all around.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwpEh7Oxm-k/UbvHLAXuG-I/AAAAAAAAMAs/rwG8RioSNwE/s1600/20130525_143524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="564" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwpEh7Oxm-k/UbvHLAXuG-I/AAAAAAAAMAs/rwG8RioSNwE/s640/20130525_143524.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Daddy decided to run outside in the rain holding Caleb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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On day Benjamin woke up from his nap, walked over to the couch, and fell right back to sleep. So weird.&lt;/div&gt;
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The boys on the shaky bridge at the playground. Benjamin was jumping and Caleb was holding on for dear life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Enjoying a lunch at the park.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb recently got new AFO's and a pair of KAFO's.&lt;/div&gt;
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This is what the new AFO's did to Caleb's poor ankles the first day he wore them. I felt terrible about it. Obviously, we had to get the AFO's fixed.&lt;/div&gt;
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Glenn and I in a photo together! That almost never happens.&lt;/div&gt;
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We were all dressed up for a wedding.&lt;/div&gt;
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Benjamin still gets out his &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2012/10/halloween-2012-cardboard-creations.html"&gt;Halloween costume&lt;/a&gt; from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;
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Benjamin's ensemble of choice one day. Superman socks with mismatched shoes.&lt;/div&gt;
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My two spikey-haired boys.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb enjoying some pool time at friends house recently.&lt;/div&gt;
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Benjamin enjoying the water.&lt;/div&gt;
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Lounging in the sun.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb put tape all over his face. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb wanted to camouflage himself to look like our fence.&lt;/div&gt;
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I think Benjamin looks a bit more mature now compared to the beginning of the year.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb looks the same, maybe a bit thinner in the face.&lt;/div&gt;
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This was a bittersweet day for me. Not only was this Caleb's last day of first grade, it was also his last day in public school &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/04/unexpected-detour-homeschooling.html"&gt;(in case you didn't know, I'm homeschooling next year)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Caleb has been at this school since he was 3 years old. I am confident in my decision to homeschool but there is still some sadness as we close this chapter in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb's very first day of school, only 3 years old.&lt;/div&gt;
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I know that most of you that read this blog because of Caleb. The vast majority of my readers are fellow SB parents and I know that many of you love Caleb and feel like you know him. And you know that it hasn't been an easy year for him at all. He is dealing with some things right now, some significant anxiety issues. Significant enough that it is impacting daily life. I would appreciate prayer for him and prayer for us as we try and figure out the best way to help him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb trying disc golf. He actually enjoyed this quite a bit. We learned that there are quite a few disc golf courses in our area (who knew?).&lt;/div&gt;
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Now this is just cool. I have never seen anything like it. The entire side of the truck comes out!&lt;/div&gt;
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While Caleb was trying a little wheelchair tennis, I took Benjamin out to the playground.&lt;/div&gt;
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Each "Tech Ticket" is worth 30 minutes of technology time: television, Ipod, computer, Wii, etc. For now the boys will get 3 tickets at the beginning of each day. They turn in one ticket for every 30 minutes of media they choose to enjoy. They have the opportunity to earn extra tickets if they get a &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/05/our-new-behavior-modificationrewardcons.html"&gt;"Yay!"&lt;/a&gt; stick that offers that reward. They can also lose a ticket if they pull an &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/05/our-new-behavior-modificationrewardcons.html"&gt;"Oy!"&lt;/a&gt; stick that has that consequence.&lt;/div&gt;
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I wanted a place for the boys to turn in their tickets and I remembered seeing how people use shadow boxes to keep movie or concert stubs. I found this shadow box on sale and it has a small slit already cut at the top, the perfect size for the boys to slide in their tickets.&lt;/div&gt;
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Summer doesn't officially start for a couple more weeks but I decided to start our new "Tech Ticket" system this past weekend since it was a long weekend. I figured we could give it a trial run and see how it worked. As expected Caleb blew through his tech tickets by noon each day and then complained the rest of the day because he couldn't watch anymore television. Benjamin usually had one or 2 tickets left at the end of the day. When that happens, I'll let the boys carry their tickets over to the next day...I doubt this will ever happen with Caleb.&lt;/div&gt;
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We've only been at this for a few days but it really is working well. I think it helps Caleb to see exactly how many tickets he has and eventually he will learn (maybe) to spread them out over the day so he doesn't run out by lunch time! I created this system as much for myself as I did for the boys. This holds me accountable as well. I'm certainly guilty of feeding Caleb's Netflix addiction. These tickets will help me keep track of their couch potato time and I can always reward them with an extra "Tech Ticket" for good behavior....or for when I just need 30 minutes of peace! :)&lt;/div&gt;
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This is how I envision the system working: I will place a few chores on their boards each day. As they complete each chore they move that chore circle to the "DONE!" clipboard. They must do everything on their clipboard.&lt;/div&gt;
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I figure this will play out one of two ways. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;, the boys will be completely resistant to the idea of contributing and it will prove to be an uphill battle (that I will win) to get this system rolling. Or &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;, the boys will be so enticed by my beautiful, creative, magnetic clipboards that they will jump at the opportunity to tackle their chores so they can move the circle to the "Done!" clipboard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, and I have a few more things up my sleeve that I will share soon. I've been a busy girl with all these ideas. I think it has something to with my decision to &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/04/unexpected-detour-homeschooling.html"&gt;homeschool&lt;/a&gt;. For some reason, that decision has led to other decisions. I'm telling you, this momma has been a busy bee.&lt;/div&gt;
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Our first stop: Shooting a BB gun.&lt;/div&gt;
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Next I needed some kind of reward/consequence system in place to go along with the family rules. You follow the rules or get caught doing something super nice then you get an immediate reward. You break a rule, then you get an immediate consequence. Here's what I came up with:&lt;/div&gt;
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I took craft sticks, painted one side blue, one side green. &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; for Caleb, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; for Benjamin. I typed up a bunch of rewards for our "Yay!" sticks, and a bunch of consequences for the "Oy!" sticks. I printed them out and modge podged them to the sticks. I won't share all the different things on the sticks because what motivates my kids might not work with yours but I tried to use rewards that were immediate, like "pick something from the prize box" and consequences that were also immediate, like "go to your room for 10 minutes". I also included a monetary incentive with this, here's what I came up with:&lt;/div&gt;
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If the boys pull a "Yay!" stick that reads "Cha-Ching!" then they get a card with a hidden monetary value. I did .25, .50, .75, and $1. They can also lose money if they pull an "Oy!" stick with that consequence.&lt;/div&gt;
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I had read somewhere that you could create your own "scratch off" ticket using dish soap and acrylic paint. I tried that for my "Cha-Ching!" cards because I thought the boys would get a kick out it...but it didn't work well for me. The paint circle just peals off, it doesn't scratch at all. The cards are laminated so I can use them over and over again. I don't think I'll do the scratch off again though.&lt;/div&gt;
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I found some cheap ($1) wooden treasure chest boxes at Michael's and I had the boys paint them. They use the treasure chests to keep any "Cha-Ching!" money they earn.&lt;/div&gt;
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Don't let those baby blues and that sweet grin fool you folks...he can be a big stinker. He has really tested me recently, which is the main reason I started this whole "system" in the first place. I love that kid, but man he has been pushing my buttons lately. Good grief, he sure his cute though.&lt;/div&gt;
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I ended up just printing out paper quarters for the "Cha-Ching!". I was going to get real quarters from the bank...but I got lazy and opted not to.&lt;/div&gt;
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As I mentioned before, we have been doing this system for about 2 months and it is working pretty well. I mostly wanted something that would keep me from having to talk so much. I feel like I repeat the same things over and over again with little to no results. I don't think these kids hear me anymore. I'm tired of hearing myself, so I know they have to be tired of hearing me too. With this little system in place, I don't have to talk so much. If one of them breaks a rule, all I have to say is &lt;i&gt;"Go get an Oy! stick."&lt;/i&gt; That's it. I'm done talking. End of story. And it has been fun to surprise them with "Yay!" sticks when they are following the rules. It's also been fun to see what motivates them. They are very different kids. I'm going to tweak the sticks some because I've learned that what motivates Benjamin doesn't have the same impact on Caleb and vice versa. Benjamin couldn't care less about extra t.v. time but that is a big motivator for Caleb. Caleb will always pick the piece of candy out of the prize box (immediate gratification) while Benjamin has never chosen candy, he always picks a small toy (something that lasts).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Benjamin has also surprised me in his discipline. He has had his eyes on this particular Hot Wheels track at the store. He wanted it bad. This kid saved up his "Cha-Ching" money for 6 weeks!! He's 4 years old! Last week he finally had enough money to buy the track.&lt;/div&gt;
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So that is a quick run-down of our current "system". So far, so good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pouring the ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;
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Stirring is hard work.&lt;/div&gt;
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Scooping out the Chocolate-Chocolate Chip cookie dough.&lt;/div&gt;
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He was fitted for AFO's first.&lt;/div&gt;
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Next came the KAFO fitting. This took quite some time. Thank goodness for the Ipod.&lt;/div&gt;
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Cutting the cast off.&lt;/div&gt;
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A perfect mold of his leg. Pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;
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We took the boys up to a school parking lot so they would have plenty of room. Benjamin got his bike for Christmas and has only had a few opportunities to ride...so he needs open space to practice his newly learned bike riding skills. And Caleb drives like a maniac so open space is good for him too.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sportin' his new "Wheelz" t-shirt. It seemed appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb had so much fun. He was most upset when it was time to go. I'm so thankful he has these opportunities. It is so fun to watch him challenge himself and try new things.&lt;/div&gt;
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It's remarkable how they can transform these plain pipes into amazing sports chairs!&lt;/div&gt;
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This is the style of chair Caleb will be getting. He chose Royal Blue for the frame with white rims on the wheels. We can't wait to see it. It should be ready in just a few weeks! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;
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Both boys recently had their pictures done at school.&lt;/div&gt;
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Somewhat of a "toothy" grin...but still a good lookin' boy :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb also had some basketball pictures taken.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you've ever wondered what a four year old would look like with a toupee...&lt;/div&gt;
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Poor Benjamin was in desperate need of a haircut but I just didn't get to it before he had his school pictures taken. He still looks cute with his little hands folded so sweetly on his knee. Love that boy.&lt;/div&gt;
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Benjamin brought his Thomas toy along.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb was super careful with his tattoo all day. He asked me a million times if it still looked good and he wouldn't wash it off in the bath...so he went to bed with the tattoo on his face tonight.&lt;/div&gt;
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This was Benjamin's favorite part of the entire day. I think we could have skipped the actual train ride (and saved quite a few dollars) and just watched the mini trains and he would have been in heaven. Seriously, he could have watched these trains all day long.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb eventually got bored with the trains and went outside to watch a magic show.&lt;/div&gt;
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First taste of funnel cake. So yummy!&lt;/div&gt;
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So, we've decided to homeschool Caleb next year. I don't think anyone is more surprised by this decision than I am. I have always considered homeschool as an option and I've kinda kept the idea in my back pocket as an alternative to public school if we ever needed to make that switch. I figured I would homeschool if I &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; to. I truly wasn't expecting to start this chapter in life right now. Gotta love those unexpected chapters in life, right? I have dozens of reasons for making this choice (2 full pages to be exact) and I'm not going to go into all of them here but I do want to share 2 of the biggest reasons that brought us to this point.&lt;br /&gt;
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TIME: There just isn't enough of it. Caleb is gone a full 8 hours every school day, that's &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;40&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; hours a week! I barely get to see him. The time I do have with him is rushed because we have to get out the door for school every morning and when he gets home he has PT or horseback riding which takes an hour or more. After that, I have to make dinner, there is homework, bath, and bed by 7:45. I have almost no time with him at all. And the time I do have with him is often strained because he is so tired from a long day at school. Tired kid = A Grumpy Kid. I just want more time with him. I look at him now and I can't believe he is 7 1/2 years old, it has gone by in a blink. He's growing before my eyes and I feel like I'm missing it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have felt such discontent this past year. I feel like my relationship with Caleb has changed and there is a disconnect somewhere. This sounds so terrible but I found myself actually praying for God to help me enjoy my kids. Really enjoy them. Savor them. I love my boys so much but I don't always enjoy them. I feel like a terrible mom for even admitting such a thing....but maybe I'm not the only one. Everything is always so rushed and stressed. I'm weary from it all. The decision to homeschool came quick and without warning. Over &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/search/label/Staycation"&gt;Spring Break&lt;/a&gt; I got a week long glimpse of a rested, relaxed, well-behaved Caleb. I saw brothers playing together, laughing together, and enjoying each other. I was more relaxed. I was enjoying my kids. It was so nice. Then the week was over, Caleb went back to school and immediately the strain, stress, and discontent was back. Within a couple of days I made the decision to homeschool Caleb next year. I know, without a doubt, that this is what God wants us to do. I think homeschooling is His answer to my request to enjoy my kids. I made the decision in faith with my heart. I didn't do any research on homeschooling until I had made the decision, which I am thankful for. I have done nothing but read about homeschooling for the last 3 weeks and everything I have read has only confirmed and solidified my decision to homeschool. I'm glad I made the decision with my heart first, the decision has given me such peace. While the decision came easy, it is bittersweet. Caleb has been at his school since he was 3 years old. It's all he knows. We have been so blessed to have such a wonderful school. We have had hiccups here and there but for the most part public school has been a positive experience for us. I didn't expect to be leaving his school so soon. I've invested so much this year at his school with &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/02/inclusion-week-and-diverse-abilities-day.html"&gt;Inclusion Week&lt;/a&gt;. I thought for sure that I would continue to do that for the years to come and impact the entire district. But maybe it was just my job to get it started and then let someone else take over.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, we're homeschooling next year (Caleb will be finishing out this school year). I'm nervous about it. I'm not so nervous about the "schooling" part of it because there are an endless stream of resources out there. There are so many different approaches and methods to homeschooling, I've enjoyed reading about all of them. I had no idea there was so much possibility! I am nervous that Caleb won't be accepted. He is going to have to start all over with making friends. Everyone at his school knows him but no one in the homeschool community does. There are a ton of local activities, groups, co-ops for families that homeschool which is such a blessing. I guess I'm worried about the same thing I worried about when Caleb entered public school. Will he make friends? Will he be accepted? Will people look past the green wheelchair and see the most awesome 7 year old ever? Will they take the time to get to know him? Will he be happy?&lt;br /&gt;
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I have this cute little decorative box on our console table. It serves no real purpose, I just like it.&lt;/div&gt;
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My little decorative box is full of random keepsakes. It appears Benjamin has claimed my decorative box as a safe place to store his goods.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Regardless of where you stand on the abortion issue, whether you are "right to life" or "right to choose", I think we can all agree that a doctor that gives outdated and false information, presented as &lt;u&gt;fact&lt;/u&gt;, that could potentially lead to the termination of a pregnancy, is irresponsible and unacceptable. It happens all the time. I see at least 2 people a week join the &lt;a href="http://community.babycenter.com/groups/a3825/spina_bifida_kids"&gt;Spina Bifida BabyCenter group&lt;/a&gt; because they have just received the SB diagnosis. They have been told horrible, awful, and completely inaccurate information by their doctors. Thankfully these parents stumble upon the group and we are able to give them the truth. We are able to show them how wonderful our kids are. I know for a fact that group has saved lives. It's a terrible shame to think about the babies that don't get a chance because parents made a decision based on the information (false information) they had at the time. Unacceptable.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/03/8-years-ago-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cassie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr9rIunyo0k/UUyq_joL5-I/AAAAAAAALoE/_y8abWZQvbU/s72-c/IMG_8213fb.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37693255.post-8611336445649952538</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 00:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-17T17:45:07.772-07:00</atom:updated><title>Resurrection Diorama </title><description>I first got this idea from a fellow &lt;a href="http://potterwonderfullife.blogspot.com/2013/03/resurrection-diorama.html"&gt;SB mom&lt;/a&gt;. I had planned to do it last year but then this thing called &lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/search/label/Tethered%20Cord"&gt;tethered cord surgery&lt;/a&gt; happened and I never got around to doing it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically you just pour your dirt into the saucer and around your small planter. Add decorative rocks, make 3 crosses with your sticks, sprinkle some grass seed on top, add a larger stone for the front of your tomb. Done.&lt;/div&gt;
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On Good Friday we will put a small doll inside the tomb and put the stone in place. When the boys wake up on Easter morning the stone will be rolled away and the doll gone. I think it is such a great visual for kids to learn from. I'm excited to do it. I'll post pictures of how it looks once the grass grows...assuming the grass actually grows :).&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb lost tooth #8 yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;
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This tooth has been loose forever. He was so excited because this tooth fell out on its own....meaning daddy didn't have to do a tooth extraction.&lt;div&gt;
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</description><link>http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/03/tooth-8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cassie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u34x9a5mKA/UUYQPZGwhCI/AAAAAAAALnc/B-krKjxa79w/s72-c/IMG_8409c.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37693255.post-3320377399163418574</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Mar 2013 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-15T20:28:52.814-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Staycation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Benjamin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caleb</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Daddy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy</category><title>Our "Staycation" Day Five</title><description>Today was the final day of "&lt;a href="http://themclellands.blogspot.com/search/label/Staycation"&gt;Our Staycation with Shaun the Sheep&lt;/a&gt;". Glenn took off work and joined us for some family fun. We decided to take the boys to the Fort Worth Stockyards. The boys have never been and it has been ages since I have been.&lt;br /&gt;
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We checked out the steers first.&lt;/div&gt;
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They were just chillin' in the sun.&lt;/div&gt;
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Next we grabbed some lunch. Yummy barbeque.&lt;/div&gt;
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Caleb with a candy&amp;nbsp;mustache. He's also wearing a mustache shirt.&lt;/div&gt;
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Benjamin picked out a small&amp;nbsp;lollipop.&lt;/div&gt;
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A vintage train runs right through the stockyards. Considering Benjamin's love of trains we had to get tickets to ride the train.&lt;/div&gt;
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Feeling the track to see if the train is coming.&lt;/div&gt;
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Lil' stinker.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://themclellands.blogspot.com/2013/03/our-staycation-day-five.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cassie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ce1Y1VcAlyY/UUPeO5ao9CI/AAAAAAAALjc/7zaseITx9YU/s72-c/IMG_8396.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37693255.post-8286892797054172706</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 02:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-14T19:14:06.553-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Staycation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Benjamin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Caleb</category><title>Our "Staycation" Day Four</title><description>We didn't have anything major planned today so the boys enjoyed a leisurely breakfast...in their beds! For some reason they think eating in bed is the coolest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;
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A little milk on the chin :)&lt;/div&gt;
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The boys wanted to have another picnic outside today and Caleb specifically asked that we picnic in the grass instead of at the table. So &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt; I made lunch and we headed outside to eat and enjoy the fresh lemonade.&lt;/div&gt;
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