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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did it. Finally, I did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I made clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nSCKjwG2ow/Tw-UIVRrz0I/AAAAAAAABP8/rGSm2Y53xjg/s1600/nightgown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nSCKjwG2ow/Tw-UIVRrz0I/AAAAAAAABP8/rGSm2Y53xjg/s640/nightgown.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;I've tried sewing a couple of different pieces of clothing, a bath robe and a shirt, but something always happened to stop me from finishing. With the bath robe, I didn't have enough fabric because I misread the directions and when I went back to the store to buy more, they had stopped carrying that pattern. The shirt was too big, so I just quit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This time I finished my project! Whoo hoo! I wanted to make Caitlin some nightgowns for Christmas, but I just didn't get to it. Imagine that. I didn't finish all the projects I wanted to do while in my third trimester or while I had a newborn. I'm such a slacker. But now that we somewhat have a routine again, I've been making time for some crafting.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4VW-oyhQFg/Tw-UBJXhMLI/AAAAAAAABP0/9HkGSYsFRPs/s1600/ice+cream.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4VW-oyhQFg/Tw-UBJXhMLI/AAAAAAAABP0/9HkGSYsFRPs/s400/ice+cream.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating ice cream in her newly finished nightgown.&lt;br /&gt;
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I used Simplicity pattern 2831. It's obviously a little loose on my petite girl, but that's ok. It gives her room to grow. I've really been enjoying sewing lately and can't wait to get to work on the other two nightgowns I have planned. Maybe I can scale down the width of the pattern to better fit Caitlin.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gingerlymade.com/2012/01/first-nightgown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ginger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nSCKjwG2ow/Tw-UIVRrz0I/AAAAAAAABP8/rGSm2Y53xjg/s72-c/nightgown.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038752465035634761.post-9021767809331929141</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2012 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T07:48:00.180-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crafts</category><title>Birdseed Feeder Craft</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IyWyCRqL1Q/TwZiB9Fu0-I/AAAAAAAABOk/1zGMmUrWPJU/s1600/birdseed+feeders+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
I've been browsing Pinterest again. This time I found an easy birdseed feeder that Caitlin and I could make together.&lt;br /&gt;
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The &lt;a href="http://designdazzle.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-camp-bird-feeders.html" target="_blank"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; I used calls for:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;3/4 cup birdseed&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup water&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;1 small envelope of knox gelatin (I used sure-gel. Pectin, gelatin; it's all the same thing)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;twine or string&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cookie cutters, molds, or mason jar lids&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;wax paper&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mq9p8B4a5ZE/TwTZ_iBQlwI/AAAAAAAABOI/QIp0VivxYrQ/s1600/birdseed+feeders+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mq9p8B4a5ZE/TwTZ_iBQlwI/AAAAAAAABOI/QIp0VivxYrQ/s400/birdseed+feeders+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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Cook the gelatin or pectin on the stove with the 1/4 cup of water until dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;
Let cool a little and then mix in birdseed. &lt;i&gt;(If you are prepping for younger kids, it's best to mix birdseed and gelatin/pectin in a separate bowl. You don't want them touching the hot pot by accident.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juTSM4bCsrg/TwTaLBgCWHI/AAAAAAAABOQ/oq1HQaLc2m4/s1600/birdseed+feeders+3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juTSM4bCsrg/TwTaLBgCWHI/AAAAAAAABOQ/oq1HQaLc2m4/s400/birdseed+feeders+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijs8SWFmU4g/TwZiJq8HQaI/AAAAAAAABOs/EINLkonFO8A/s1600/birdseed+feeders+6.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijs8SWFmU4g/TwZiJq8HQaI/AAAAAAAABOs/EINLkonFO8A/s320/birdseed+feeders+6.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Set your cookie molds on the wax paper.&lt;br /&gt;
Spoon birdseed mix into molds filling them half full.&lt;br /&gt;
Tie your string into a loop&lt;br /&gt;
Set loop into cookie molds&lt;br /&gt;
Cover loop with more birdseed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let feeders dry overnight.&lt;br /&gt;
Flip over a couple of times as it dries.&lt;br /&gt;
Hang for birds to enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;
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I would recommend doubling this recipe. 3/4 cups of birdseed doesn't make a lot of feeders especially if your cookie cutters are deep like my gingerbread man. This was a fun and easy project for Caitlin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-9021767809331929141?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcBd1PJogdc/Tw-OImkgswI/AAAAAAAABPk/kbMvgLkVJio/s1600/DSC00242.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcBd1PJogdc/Tw-OImkgswI/AAAAAAAABPk/kbMvgLkVJio/s400/DSC00242.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Has it already been 3 months since our little baby joined our family? Wow. In some ways it feels like it's been a lot longer than that! Sleep deprivation makes time slow down. And in other ways, it feels like just yesterday that we brought her home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here are a few things we have learned about our little Hayley during her first three months.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Py6TnMqZUd8/Tw-QM8B6JKI/AAAAAAAABPs/sDjHUc042xk/s1600/Polar+Bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Py6TnMqZUd8/Tw-QM8B6JKI/AAAAAAAABPs/sDjHUc042xk/s1600/Polar+Bear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Py6TnMqZUd8/Tw-QM8B6JKI/AAAAAAAABPs/sDjHUc042xk/s320/Polar+Bear.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;She is a healthy eater. &lt;/b&gt;At her two month check up she had already grown 4 inches and 5 pounds! That's a lot for two months.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;She loves to smile at her mommy and daddy.&lt;/b&gt; She is still reserving her best smiles and laughs for us and is slowly starting to smile at others.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her fuzzy little head is so soft.&lt;/b&gt; Mommy can't kiss that head enough. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;She loves to sit and stand up (with help of course) and look around. &lt;/b&gt;The view from her bouncer is not enough for her. This sometimes makes it difficult for me to get things done, but hey, I get to sit on the couch with my girls. And it's so sweet to see that little baby propped up in Daddy's arms while they hang out together. Who cares if all the laundry isn't folded and put away.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;She is impatient!!&lt;/b&gt; Don't let this child decide that she's hungry for more than five minutes. If you think she's hungry, feed her now. Otherwise you are in for meltdown city.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swaddling is the best recipe for sleep.&lt;/b&gt; She rubs her eyes a lot when she's sleepy, but all that rubbing keeps her awake. Swaddling keeps those hands down away from her face and mean a better sleep for her, and at night time for us too. We only swaddle her when we notice she's sleepy, so she will occasionally fall asleep and stay asleep without it, but most of the time, swaddling is best.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her mobile is a source of fascination.&lt;/b&gt; That was her big Christmas present this year and she loves to watch those monkeys, giraffe, and elephant spin over her head.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;
Life with a second child is so much more than we expected. More crying, more late nights, more energy required, but also more love, more hugs, more kisses. Did you know just how much a person can communicate with just their eyes? I was amazed at how expressive our first child was and am equally amazed with our second. I am so happy to have this new little sweetheart in our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-9063272651007547941?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gingerlymade.com/2012/01/hayley-at-3-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ginger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dcBd1PJogdc/Tw-OImkgswI/AAAAAAAABPk/kbMvgLkVJio/s72-c/DSC00242.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038752465035634761.post-23410756256776835</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-22T09:00:01.723-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><title>Introducing Gingerly Made</title><description>For those of you who have been keeping up, you know that I've been wanting to update my blog including changing the name for awhile now. I just felt that Big Dreams for a Simple Life wasn't reflecting the true nature of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I started writing with the intentions of keeping up with what Hubs and I were doing to reach our goal of owning our own homestead. But that is such a long-term goal that there are few updates to be had right now. More than anything, now, this blog is about our day-to-day lives and the things that we are making in it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gingerly Made is my 
reflection on all things that I, Ginger, am making in my life. Obviously
 crafts, gardening, and food and maybe less obviously my family. If you don't 
believe that we 'make' our families, I urge you to reconsider. 
Stay-at-home moms like myself often lead hidden lives, but they have 
great sway on our family, our communities, and because of that, our 
world. I teach my children (and they teach me) how to behave, how to 
live, how to view the world around us, to have self discipline. I help 
them learn more than just colors, numbers, and ABCs. Yes, we make our 
families. And our families make us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So that is why I've changed the name of this blog. I had put off making this change because I felt like I would need to hire someone to help me with the design. But I ended up doing it myself. I have a small background in design, but was just scared to do it myself. So, whoo hoo for me!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The link for Big Dreams will still work, but I ask that you update your feeds to reflect the new name. it's just easier to keep up with after awhile if you do. You might notice the domain name has also changed. If you are still using the Big Dreams domain, you will be rerouted. &lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you so much for your patience as I've been making changes to the blog and also for your continued readership. I really enjoy hearing what each of you have to say in the comments you leave. That's what makes blogging fun! I'm looking forward to this next year and sharing much of it with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-23410756256776835?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for your patience with my mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-644265909604419684?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
It was really easy to make. You just need a couple of supplies.&lt;/div&gt;
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Wow! I can't believe it. My oldest little girl started preschool. Well, technically it's a Mommy's Morning Out program, but still...&lt;br /&gt;
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A month ago Eric and I decided that it was time for Caitlin to branch out and start spending some time away from home. With Hayley's arrival Caitlin lost some of the individual attention she was used to of course. She started watching way too much tv for my liking. She was lonely for our attention and showed it through wanting to be a baby, literally. She wanted us to swaddle her and hold her like a baby. She wanted to play with pacifiers and her baby doll bottles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our church has been a great outlet. She loves going and playing with the kids there and the ladies who keep them are a second family. The only problem with that is there is only one other kid her age. She also has a little group of friends that meet at the library for story time and an occasional play date, but we want her to have a little more social interaction. Caitlin is a little social butterfly. She loves everyone and really wants to engage with everyone she meets.&lt;br /&gt;
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So we enrolled her at Mommy's Morning Out at a local church two days a week. I love it! She's home in the afternoon. It's only 4 hours compared to 7 at preschools. It's the perfect choice for us.&lt;br /&gt;
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She did great on her first day! Her teacher said she cried just a little bit when she realized that I was gone, but got over it super fast and went to playing. She used the potty - hip hip hooray! The only hiccup was that I packed her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch and the teacher has a peanut allergy. Oops. So she ate a little bit of her other food, but really had lunch after I picked her up. That's ok though. Now I know and I'll pack a better lunch for her.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm so proud of my big girl!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-2161945840935357528?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Hubs has been on a sustainability kick of his own lately. It involves guns and NOT going to the grocery store. Eric has been really interested in firearms and marksmanship for the past couple of years and now hunting. If Eric can hunt, that means he can provide meat affordably and we know that the animal it came from was 'raised' in it's natural environment. Deer is a very healthy meat because it is so lean and is a great alternative to beef. (Warning there is a photo below. It's not gory, but it is a dead animal and I know that can bother some people.)&lt;br /&gt;
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My dad is a hunter. I grew up on deer and even helped when my dad brought home a kill. I can remember being in first grade and holding the deer steady (it was hanging and swung around a bit) as my dad cleaned it. For those of you who have never experienced something like that, yes, there was blood and no, it's not gory. It just is what it is. I even learned basic anatomy that way. I could identify what a heart, lung, stomach, etc looked like.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eric however, didn't grow up with those experiences. In fact, when we first started dating and early in our marriage, I was a better shot that he was. That was a fun perk! We went to a fair BB gun shoot-the-target-out thing once and while Eric did well, I did better. He kept telling me that the barrel to his BB gun was crooked. Hee hee. And I surprised him when I won the girls section of a turkey shoot.&lt;br /&gt;
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Things are different now. Eric has learned a lot about guns in general. I don't know anything about what type of gun is what, it's history, what bullets it takes, etc. I just point and shoot. Eric knows this stuff. He has taken safety courses (so have I). And he's a good shot too! He could be a better shot than me now. I don't know. It's been several years since I've taken a shot.&lt;br /&gt;
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He has been so excited about going hunting! And don't tell him, but I am too. I'm really proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;
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The week before Christmas he shot his first deer, a doe. He cleaned it, cured and packaged up the meat all by himself. We don't trophy hunt. If you shoot it, you eat it. Trust me, my dad made me eat some weird stuff. Can we say squirrel??&lt;br /&gt;
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Deer hunting season is over now, but he is talking about going turkey hunting in the spring. I hope he gets some! We love turkey around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-6479838932609242090?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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As a mom, I absolutely hated having to punish for potty 
training. Not because I don't believe in punishing defiant behavior, but
 because I was sad that my sweet little girl would resort to it. It only took us two and a half days to conquer the problem though once we did. We haven't had to punish her for defiantly peeing since. &lt;br /&gt;
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Since then we have begun a new calendar year, Caitlin started attending Mommy's Morning Out twice a week, and we feel like we can say officially that she is potty trained. Of course there have been some minor accidents. It happens. But overall, she is doing fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;
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We still give her rewards and tell her how proud we are of her for going on the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wanted to write about what we did to help our daughter because I was so lost as to what to do. I looked on the internet for other moms with the same issue. Searching for someone who had an answer. We had to do the opposite of what 'the experts' say to do. But what the 'experts' say is also the complete opposite of what has worked for people for thousands of years. We decided to use punishment as a way to help Caitlin get past her defiant toileting after hearing from many, many families who had to do the same. And their children are well-adjusted, healthy adults who are responsible and caring members of society. Their parents didn't harm them physically, mentally, emotionally, or socially by taking this route and I don't feel that we did either.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you haven't read the earlier parts of our story, you can catch up on our potty training journey in &lt;a href="http://bigdreamsforasimplelife.blogspot.com/2012/01/potty-training-defiant-child-part-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Potty Training a Defiant Child: Part 1&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://bigdreamsforasimplelife.blogspot.com/2012/01/potty-training-defiant-child-part-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;Potty Training a Defiant Child: Part 2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-8664469096622863171?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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After multiple positive methods of potty training including immediate and cumulative reward systems that didn't work, we have decided to use discipline in potty training. I know many 'experts' say not to do this. But we have known other families who have dealt with defiance in potty training this way in addition to being absolutely certain that Caitlin does in fact know when she needs to potty. We know because she can tell us when she wants to. She has looked at us, gasped, said 'no potty' and then immediately peed on the couch. This, among many other instances that has proved to us that she is physically aware of when she needs to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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So first we tried time outs. Whoa that was a wrong choice. Time outs just led to massive meltdowns and didn't help on the potty front at all. So after fighting this route for a year, we decided that it was time to give spankings. I really didn't want potty training to have to be this way, and I suppose we could have just let Caitlin be and down the road at three and a half or even four, whenever she decided, she would just start going on her own. But we have two children now and this is getting ridiculous. Especially knowing that the only reason Caitlin was still using a pull-up is because she was simply being defiant.&lt;br /&gt;
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We decided that after Christmas, while Hubs had a week off work, we would try putting her in panties again and really work on getting her to use the toilet. So after two and a half days of letting her run around the house with just panties, we told her that if she went in her panties again, she would get a spanking. This decision was made simply because of the outright defiance she was showing us and had been showing us for months. Hubs and I decided between us that spankings would &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; happen for defiance. Accidents happen and should not be punished. It was amazing the improvement that happened after only a couple of light spanks. (Please understand that in our family a spanking is only a light swat. We never bruise or injure our children! Spankings are given with out anger and accompanied by a conversation about why she was punished. They are also followed up with an apology from our daughter and lots of love and hugs from us.) She also continued getting rewards when she did use the toilet. The next day, day four, she went 3 for 5. She went potty when she woke up, stinky a little while later, then had two defiant episodes. We gently talked to her about it and administered the punishment. That night, she told us that she needed to go and did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Day Five was mostly successful; 5 for 6. Her only accident was because she tried to hold it all morning so that she wouldn't have to go and sit on the potty. Finally, she couldn't hold it any longer and wet herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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On day six, Caitlin was still resistant to sitting on the potty, but if we held fast and told her that she needed to sit and at least try, she would. There was only one accident again today, but it was a true accident. It was not an act of defiance and I count that as a victory. Day seven, January 1st, had zero accidents. Hurray! &lt;br /&gt;
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I know that this is not the end of potty training. We will still have to be vigilant about asking Caitlin if she needs to go and telling her to go when it's been awhile. There are sure to be accidents. But as long as we have broken the defiance I am happy as a lark. My sweet little girl even told me "I like you Mommy" tonight, which means something totally different than "I love you Mommy." I like being told both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-3930250428754525120?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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She was doing great early on. She could hold it through the night most every night. If we set her on the potty at the right time she would go; inconsistently, but she would. I don't know what happened, but somewhere along the way she decided she didn't want to do this anymore. Caitlin would scream and fight us putting her on the potty. She started wetting the bed again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not really knowing what to do, we bought her some panties and tried putting her in those for a couple of days. It turned out that she started defiantly peeing. She would look right at me and pee in the floor. I really struggled with whether or not to discipline her for that or not. Everything I read about potty training says do not discipline only praise and encourage. So after she peed in my floor on the same spot three times in twenty minutes, I gave up. We put her in pull-ups and said forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
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"She'll potty train when she's ready." That's what people kept telling us. I even stopped potty training for a while in case she was the type of child who needed to do it in her own time. I didn't ask her about it and had her change her pee pee pull-ups. I'd only help her with the stinky ones. She didn't seem to mind being wet or even soiled though. In fact, in the past couple of months, I had a hard time getting her to allow me to change her pull-up. I had to be very firm with her to keep her from running away when it's time to change her and I had to make her change the pee pee ones because she'd just keep it on all day.&lt;br /&gt;
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We tried rewarding her with MnMs, we tried cumulative rewards with sticker charts. She loved these things, but not enough to go consistently. She would go before nap time and bed time, mostly because she would get to get out of bed for five more minutes. But in the past month, she stopped that as well. She still wanted to sit and get out of bed, but she didn't potty anymore. &lt;br /&gt;
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We talked to her about being a big girl and using the potty. Was it because she still wanted to be a baby?? Sometimes she said yes, sometimes she said no. We knew that she was physically ready. She stopped playing and ran to the potty a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hubs and I were so completely frustrated with this! She was simply being defiant about it. She showed us multiple times that she was aware that she needed to potty, she was just too busy to stop and do anything about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-8918076718534354492?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gingerlymade.com/2012/01/potty-training-defiant-child-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ginger)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038752465035634761.post-4705414377306087515</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T09:00:05.320-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">health and wellness</category><title>Back to the Gym</title><description>Any normal woman who has had a baby knows how difficult it is to lose the baby weight. I am no stranger to this struggle. I'm back in that awkward postnatal body stage again. I gained 44 pounds 
with Hayley when according to the doctor, I should have gained 30 - 35. 
And I'm still carrying around an extra 19 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's tough to be here. I just had a baby and while I'm soaking up all that wonderful new baby bliss, I'm also tired and I feel fat. My maternity clothes don't fit and neither do my pre-pregnancy clothes. I finally broke down and bought a couple pair of pants in a larger size just to have something to fit right. Even then my tummy bulges over the rim of the pants. A.K.A. dunlap disease.&lt;br /&gt;
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For Christmas, I received a couple of gift cards that I went shopping with and my mom bought me a couple of beautiful sweaters. Thank you!! But I don't just want clothes that fit, although that is a wonderful, wonderful thing. I want my shape back. I hate seeing my tummy in the mirror before I get a shower. &lt;br /&gt;
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People compliment me and tell me that I look great. I appreciate that, I really do. But it's hard because I know where I was and where I am. People forget what you looked like a year before when your body has changed so much. I had frozen my gym membership during pregnancy and it picks up again this month. I am so excited to get back into regular workouts. Along with the physical benefits, it also means having some time to myself, sans kiddos, to recharge my mental and emotional batteries as well. Whoo hoo gym! Here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-4705414377306087515?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;Lose the baby weight:&lt;/b&gt; I froze my gym membership while I was pregnant. It starts up again this month and Hubs bought me three training sessions with a personal trainer. So we're off on the right track.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Start Etsy shop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I want to make regular time for crafting so that I can build up a supply and then open an Etsy shop. I know I've been talking about this forever, but I really want to do this.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;Redesign blog:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I want to rename the blog (I've already got the name, but I'm not ready to reveal it) and redesign it hopefully in sync with the Etsy shop opening.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Reduce overall monthly spending:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Plans are to do this by reevaluating our budget and shopping at thrift stores more often. Any money saved will go into our house fund for hopefully one day, buying a larger property and having our homestead.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Visit with friends more often:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; The kids occupy our time so much, Hubs and I really need to make a better effort to spend time with our friends.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Go on one date a month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We've already budgeted/saved for this, so it won't affect #4. With two children now, it's really important that we plan time for ourselves sans kiddos. Some months it might be a stay-at-home date, others I have planned and budgeted for a babysitter.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Reduce clutter in our house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; This is a tough one for our family. Somehow we tend to amass paper. I'm not even sure where it all comes from, but it's time to toss it. I also want us to go through our belongings and if it's not something with sentimental value and we haven't used it in the past 6 months get rid of it. Also, Hubs and I made up 4 simple house rules to help us keep things a little cleaner.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Get Caitlin potty trained:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; We're working on this one. It's tough, but I'm counting on the light at the end of the tunnel. More about this in a later post.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Read one book per month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Time with the kids, date night with hubs, what about me time?? I've always been an avid reader, but being a mom has put a serious dent in my reading fervor. When we go to the library, I pick up kid books, but now it's time to start adding me back to the list.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;Spend more time in devotion:&lt;/b&gt; Last, but most certainly not the least. In fact, this should be goal number one, is time with the Lord. As a Christian, I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; time in the Word and in prayer. It makes the biggest impact on my life over anything else.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gingerlymade.com/2012/01/resolutions-2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ginger)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038752465035634761.post-796636511555617789</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-02T09:00:13.441-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">matters of the heart</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><title>Happy New Year</title><description>Happy New Year everyone! I hope each of you had a wonderful Christmas. Mine was great! But it was also busy and a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow it worked out that our family came to visit in spurts this year. Every weekend in the month of December was booked. First was Hayley's baby dedication service at church which of course family came to see. Then Eric's sister came to visit and we had an early Christmas with her. My sister came with her girls the following weekend and Christmas on the fourth weekend. And in between all that was extra choir practices for our church cantata plus the usual stuff we do.&lt;br /&gt;
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We loved seeing each family member that was able to visit! It's not often we get to see our out-of-state family, so the time we had with them was very special to us. And while spreading the visits out let us enjoy everyone a little more than if they had all been here at the same time, it also left us a bit tired.&lt;br /&gt;
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Christmas for me this year was also a little sad. One of my sisters already lives in another state and now the other one is moving too. She left on New Year's weekend. I'm going to miss having her and my nephews so close. I wish them the best though. I pray that they find happiness and success in their new home.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm really excited to start this new year! We have been working with Caitlin on going to the potty, and she starts a Mommy's Morning Out program two days a week (let's see how potty training and MMO work together). Hayley is growing quickly and will hit a ton of milestones this year. I can't wait to see her hit each of these and enjoy the sweet little baby she is at each stage. Hubs and I have also made some goals that will hopefully help our day to day lives feel more put together. I'll post about these tomorrow, so check for that. 2012 is starting out with lots of positivity and promise. I look forward to all the beautiful moments waiting for us as a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-796636511555617789?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Sunday night our girls melted down. They were exhausted and overstimulated from all the extra people around. It didn't help that we got a flat tire on the way home too. Anyway, we were supposed to go to the mall the following day, but decided that we would wait. We spent the day at home resting, relaxing, and letting the girls do what they wanted to and giving lots of extra cuddles. This is not the first year we have dealt with holiday stress for our kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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So what can you do if you feel like your kids are overloaded? Or prevent it in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The most important thing is to say No. &lt;/b&gt;It's ok to miss some activities. You don't have to try to do it all. And while it can sometimes be difficult to say no to church or friends, it's always difficult to say no to family. But that doesn't mean you can't. If family is visiting or you are visiting family. It's ok to say we need a day just for us. Your kids love visiting with them, getting and giving love and attention. But on the flip side all the attention from other family means they usually get less from you. Reserve a day just for you and your kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Give extra cuddles.&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes we get so busy, we don't stop to just be. Watch a movie with your kids and cuddle on the couch or spend a little extra time together before they go to bed for the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Do a quick kid craft. &lt;/b&gt;Crafts are a fun activity to keep you in the holiday spirit, but without some of the craziness.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Make gifts instead of shopping for them.&lt;/b&gt; That's more fun for your kids anyway and more meaningful to the people who receive them. It's also a great teaching time on a child's level about commercialism, financial responsibility, and what's really important in life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Get sleep.&lt;/b&gt; Do your best to make sure your kids still get their naps if they normally take them. And get them to bed on time so they get a full nights sleep. Try to plan shopping trips and other activities around their sleep times so that your children can get their best rest. There will be times when they miss a nap or get to bed later than usual, but that should be the exception not the rule. Do your best.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Eat healthy food.&lt;/b&gt; This should go without saying, but even adults struggle with eating healthy at this time of year. Your children most likely don't have the self discipline to resist all the sweet treats being passed around. It's up to us parents to make sure that while it's ok to indulge a little, your kids are getting good healthy food too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Remember.&lt;/b&gt; This time of year is stressful because we allow it. Don't give in. Keep Thanksgiving and Christmas about their true meanings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-9122441347338378099?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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My mommy guilt right now is over the attention I give my girls. I feel guilty about not giving my eldest the attention she was used to before the arrival of the baby. The baby tends to be rather gassy and uncomfortable. She wants to be held and holding her, rocking her, does help with the gas. Then I feel guilty because I don't give Hayley as much cuddles as I did Caitlin when she was a baby. I try to set her down as much as I can so that I can give one-on-one time to Caitlin and get things done around the house. And I feel guilty about that too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've talked with Hubs about it; particularly in reference to our oldest. She isn't acting out defiantly, but she is lonely and I can see it. She does a good job of playing by herself, but she has also been watching a lot of television. She asks for me to hold her and play with her a lot. I put the baby down to play with her and hold her as much as I can, but I find that I'm often telling her "I can't right now", or to "wait a minute".&lt;br /&gt;
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We are enrolling her in a preschool program two mornings a week beginning in January. That would offer her the opportunity to play with other kids her age which she loves. I worry a bit about how she will adjust to the change, but I know that she will. And as Hayley gets older, I will be able to play with both of my girls together. Also as Hayley settles into a routine we will be able to have more predictable one-on-one time. &lt;br /&gt;
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I started writing the post a week ago and was struggling big time with guilt. I still have some, but I feel more positively about the future and managing my time with my girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-4182556590155014666?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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We went to take some family portraits and Hayley's six week photos over the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;
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It was a total &lt;b&gt;DISASTER&lt;/b&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;
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After the first few family shots, Caitlin had a melt down because she wanted to play with the other kids waiting with their families to get pictures taken. I'm really disappointed we didn't get ANY of just the two girls. Sister pics would have been so cute.&lt;/div&gt;
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And then, Hayley was tired and started crying. All those poor people around us had to be so grateful to not be that awful family with the screaming young-un's.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;omehow&lt;/i&gt; we did get in a few good shots though.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best of the family pics.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.gingerlymade.com/2011/12/photo-shoot-disaster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ginger)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wDIWTICQYxk/Tt1jDYa0zFI/AAAAAAAABM8/haWTpJr25Ks/s72-c/yawn.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6038752465035634761.post-7901659533769032380</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov 2011 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-30T09:00:03.507-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gardening</category><title>Fall Gardening</title><description>It's been awhile since I've updated regarding our garden. I could try to write about how well everything is growing, but pictures are better. So here's a few shots of our fall garden.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our lettuce is so huge! We're giving it away because we can't eat it all and there's no way to preserve lettuce. At least, none that I've heard of. &lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The broccoli is growing great but no heads developing yet. I know broccoli has a long time to maturity so I'm just trying to be patient with it. I'm really anxious for some backyard broccoli though.&lt;/div&gt;
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Our 1.5 year old rosemary plant is getting big! Caitlin eats a little and says "It's medicine". &lt;/div&gt;
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She's also eaten most of the carrots we've picked. &lt;/div&gt;
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Our turnip and mustard greens are doing &lt;i&gt;ok&lt;/i&gt;. I think we may have planted them too closely and so the leafy parts are kind of thin. But if you look, we are getting some good turnip roots forming. &lt;/div&gt;
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And in the words of Backpack from Dora the Explorer, "Yum, yum, yum, yum. Delicioso." Yes, I'm a mom &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; a nerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-7901659533769032380?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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In particular, I have noticed that the cleanliness of my house affects my mood. A clean home invokes calmness and allows me to relax. A messy house stresses me out - big time. So I feel a big need to clean daily. But if you're home is anything like mine, daily cleaning seems to do absolutely nothing. About the time I get the kitchen clean after breakfast, it's time to make lunch, then clean again, and then time to cook dinner, and clean it &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. The same goes for picking up toys and clothes left on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently I received the gift of a clean house. My father-in-law paid for us to have someone come to our house for three hours and clean. Awesome! Of course, we had to tidy the house so that she could clean it. She swept, mopped, vacuumed, cleaned the bathrooms, dusted, windexed, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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But what amazed me was that in three and a half hours (she stayed extra to finish what she was doing), she didn't do it all! This lady is a hard and quick worker and yet, she didn't even have time to sweep and mop our dinning room and foyer. She told me that she didn't do the baseboards and blinds which is a normal thing for her although I wasn't expecting that. This professional house cleaner could not get all the cleaning done. Not only that, but she didn't have to wash dishes, do laundry, pick up the kid stuff, or stop half a dozen times to help the kids with something. If she can't do it all, why is it I expect that I should?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm still going to do my best to clean the house each week. But what I am going to try to change is my attitude about it when I don't finish my check list. I'm going to try to be more realistic in my expectations of myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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All too often we need something like this to open our eyes and allow us to give ourselves a break. What in your life do you need to let go? Where do you need to cut yourself some slack?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-4817351662545657633?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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This camera we saw, the Coolpix L105, does not have an exchangeable lens, but I thought that for the price, it would be ok. So, I dipped into my hobbies budget and bought it. We also got nearly all of our Christmas shopping done. I've been crafting a lot of our Christmas so it was pretty easy to get the bulk of the shopping part our of the way in one trip. Whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, on our way home, Eric and I were marveling at how little we spent when I realized that something wasn't right. I pulled out the receipt and what do you know, we weren't charged for the camera! A free camera! Whoo hoo again!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok, so not really. We turned around, went back to the store, and paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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And would you believe that after all that, I got the camera home and this thing doesn't allow you to manually adjust your aperture or shutter speed? I mean, my camera that's now broken isn't as nice as this one and it allows me to shoot in manual mode. Granted its range for adjustment wasn't that great, but still...&lt;br /&gt;
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So, after all that drama of returning the camera to pay for it, I returned it again permanently. I want a good camera that allows me manual options.&lt;br /&gt;
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But my question to you is what would you have done? Have you gotten something for free by mistake and did you return it or keep it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-5458851201925452312?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I was feeling extremely overwhelmed right before Eric had to go back to work after Hayley was born. Eric is blessed to get two weeks paternity leave and I have been &lt;i&gt;extremely&lt;/i&gt; thankful for it! But, I was dreading his return for days before he actually had to go back. Just the thought of managing two children on my own while he was at work scared me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't get me wrong. I knew that having another child meant that I would be on my own with two children. It's just that I had ideas on how I was going to handle it before Hayley came. But once she came, it became apparent to me that things were not going to go as planned.&lt;br /&gt;
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My master plan was to use a wrap and get things done while baby wearing. I would set her in a bouncy chair or swing for a few minutes so I could sweep the floor or prepare dinner. Caitlin and I would have special one-on-one time while Hayley slept soundly in her crib. I knew that because I was now going to have two children to split my attention, Hayley would have to be ok with being set down and on her own more than Caitlin was as a baby. But none of that had worked out yet.&lt;br /&gt;
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At that point, Hayley did not like her bouncy chair or swing. My mom got us a new bouncy chair because the one we had was really old and not working well anyway. Hayley would sit in it a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; bit longer. She even fell asleep in it once. It reclines more and I think more comfortable for her, but no replacement for mommy. The wrap was great at a church function on Halloween, but then hasn't worked since. She just cries. And she will not sleep in her crib unless we wait to put her in until she's in a deep sleep. Thankfully Caitlin has been pure gold. I feel guilty for not being able to give her as much individual attention. She hasn't complained or acted out. I know she's a bit lonely for my attention. And Eric was home, playing with her, and giving her that attention I couldn't give. I've really prayed about it and asked others to pray for us as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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And what do you know, the first day that Eric went back to work went amazingly well. Hayley slept in her crib and in her bouncy chair! I had time to give Caitlin some one-on-one time and even get a few chores in. Caitlin is still vying for attention, but can you expect less? She wants me to hold her a lot and I feel bad telling her that I can't hold both her and Hayley. I've tried to tell her that she and Hayley have to take turns and I make sure to tell Hayley (always in earshot of Caitlin) that it's Caitlin's turn to be held.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not every day has been as easy as the first, but we are managing. It's quite an adjustment for all of us. Every 
day is getting a little closer to a routine and makes our new normal feel 
just that way, normal. Hey, I've even made time to do a little blogging.
 :) Crafting is taking a back seat right now. If I find time that's great! But crafting has always been an activity during nap time and right now I'm napping during nap time too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eric cut out the PVC for me following the directions on &lt;a href="http://www.theidearoom.net/2009/05/make-miniature-marshmallow-gun.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Idea Room&lt;/a&gt;. For a while, they were just the stark white PVC pipe, but I thought they would look better covered in camouflage duct tape. Don't you? And we added these targets glued on a cardboard backing for target practice.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course then we had a marshmallow fight in the kitchen. Come on, you know we had to test them out! Eric was too good at pelting me with little marshmallow bullets. It took me a little while to get the hang of aiming them. The trick is aiming high. Caitlin and Buddy, our oldest daughter and our dog, had fun picking up the discarded ammo and disposing of it properly (a.k.a. eating off the floor).&lt;br /&gt;
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We made five, but I think we might have to make a few more. After telling my sister-in-law about it, she gave me a great suggestion - the grown up boys would probably love one too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6038752465035634761-5576002149034785937?l=www.gingerlymade.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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My little helper helped me put together this basket together for our dining room table. She loved sticking the flowers and leaves into the floral foam.&lt;br /&gt;
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We took Caitlin to her first state fair a couple of weeks ago. She had a blast!! We got to dote on her a little extra before Hayley came which was half the point.&lt;br /&gt;
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We started at all the animal tents and petting zoo areas. She got to feed goats and a camel, saw chickens and bunnies, and even ride a pony named Alabama.&lt;/div&gt;
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Next we grabbed a funnel cake and found the Kiddlieland area where Caitlin rode her first rides. She rode with us to start with and then did a couple by herself. I was so proud of her! She even went on her first 'roller poster.' (I don't have a picture of that one. It was too fast.) I told Eric to go with her on that one, but after it was over, he said she would have been fine on her own. My little girl is growing up so fast!&lt;br /&gt;
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