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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2012/03/veggie-tales-dvd-giveaway.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Adrienne)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jqxxt5iPHXk/T2SNgM7RwDI/AAAAAAAAAnY/k4rWx57lC5M/s72-c/516YAKAvwmL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304812622227010087.post-407939881779709872</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2012 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-14T08:58:18.532-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">homeschool</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><title>You give Homeschoolers a bad name!</title><description>Let's be honest. Homeschooling has it's misconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's understandable. Look at the media&amp;nbsp;coverage&amp;nbsp;you have to go on. At one end, you've got &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://duggarfamily.com/"&gt;The Duggar Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, who by the way I think is awesome. Michelle Duggar seems sweet, and I admire her patience and soft spoken nature. &lt;i&gt;I do however wonder if she takes &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/08/theres-strength-in-admitting-weakness.html"&gt;Zoloft like me&lt;/a&gt;, but either way&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I still think she's great.&lt;/i&gt; If they want to have 400 kids-more power to 'em. I just personally &lt;b&gt;could.not.do.it&lt;/b&gt;! My husband always tells me if we had 15 adult children helping us, we probably could do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Oh, I see her trick. Good point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
How about another take?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://daynamartin.com/"&gt;The Martins&lt;/a&gt;.They're the family you may have become&amp;nbsp;acquainted&amp;nbsp;with back in 2010 when &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/aFgVgRvmSeM"&gt;ABC did a spot&lt;/a&gt; on a day in the life of their family. Or perhaps you caught &lt;a href="http://daynamartin.com/dayna-in-the-news/dayna-news-dr-phil/"&gt;Dayna Martin's&amp;nbsp;interview&amp;nbsp;with Dr. Phil&lt;/a&gt;? They teach their children with a&amp;nbsp;method&amp;nbsp;called "unschooling". The term alone sort of freaks me out, but I've been clicking around seeing what others have to say about this philosophy. I'm smart enough to know that media&amp;nbsp;coverage&amp;nbsp;can be biased. I don't think I'd be going out on a &amp;nbsp;limb by saying the Martin family probably wasn't happy with the final editing of that story on ABC. &lt;i&gt;But, that's just a wild guess.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/kp-6VgpcQ-8"&gt;This young women&lt;/a&gt;, an adult unschooled student, spoke out about her education and experience being unschooled, and it's didn't sound so awful. In fact, I was pretty impressed by her.&lt;br /&gt;
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To each there own! While I may not completely get the philosophy behind unschooling, or even necessarily agree with it, I don't need to. &amp;nbsp;I also do not get having 20 kids. However, I won't judge them for their choice. Plenty of people judge me for my choice to homeschool. &lt;i&gt;And we're pretty boring. &lt;/i&gt;We have textbooks, daily lessons in all the subjects (even the ones they don't like), my kids&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;grades, I lesson plan....blah, blah, blah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ms. Martin would cringe! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ok, so all of that to say this...&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't care what educational&amp;nbsp;philosophy&amp;nbsp;you subscribe to. We all have ONE thing in common. PARENTING!&lt;br /&gt;
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By &lt;i&gt;parenting&lt;/i&gt; I mean this...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;par·ent·ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span id="hotword" style="position: static;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;rearing&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;children:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline" style="display: inline; font-family: Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" style="position: static;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;parenting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="cursor: default; position: static;"&gt;skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I also think it's critical to include my personal favorite-the verb variation for reasons that are about to be painfully obvious.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;par·ent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A recent outing with my boys has left me scratching my head. We attended our monthly science class at a local&amp;nbsp;museum&amp;nbsp;and science center on&amp;nbsp;Monday. The courses are offered to homeschoolers year round, and it's a great chance to get hands-on with some really cool science stuff we wouldn't&amp;nbsp;necessarily&amp;nbsp;get to do at home. We enjoy it. &lt;i&gt;Usually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Misbehaving children + oblivious parents = &lt;strike&gt;notsomuch fun&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;chaos!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's the thing. If your child is being a&amp;nbsp;hellion&amp;nbsp;and you're on your iphone, you're not going to be able to &lt;i&gt;parent&lt;/i&gt;. If your child is screaming and you're socializing with other oblivious moms, you're not going to be able to &lt;i&gt;parent&lt;/i&gt;. If the instructor is &lt;strike&gt;begging&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;repeatedly asking your children to use their "inside voices" that means he wants them to &lt;b&gt;shut up&lt;/b&gt; and he wants you to...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;parent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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In my younger son's class it is required that a parent or&amp;nbsp;chaperon&amp;nbsp;be in attendance during the sessions. There's a lot of hands-on, and most of the kids in this age group need assistance. It's very clear that the instructor needs the parents to participate in order for the experiments to go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the class wore on, I saw more and more parents zoned out on their iphones, socializing while johnny climbed the walls, and oblivious to anything that was going on. I was so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Embarrassed because I felt bad for the science teachers that were dealing with a bunch of "homeschoolers" who clearly aren't parenting. I felt embarrassed to be lumped in that group on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;
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Homeschool isn't a free for all. My boys have structure and a&amp;nbsp;nurturing&amp;nbsp;learning&amp;nbsp;environment. When I&lt;br /&gt;
take them places like this class, it's not so they can be babysat by the center staff, it's so we can get the chance to do these kind of things together!&lt;br /&gt;
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Not only did many of the parents not pay any attention to instructions, but they talked while the instructions were being given. It was so obvious that the instructors were&amp;nbsp;aggravated. And if the parents are acting like that? Yes. of course their children were too. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;
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My kids are not perfect! In fact they are far from it. My oldest has plenty of needs that I have to make sure are met, and he's often misunderstood. So I'm not talking about those kids. In fact, the&amp;nbsp;chaos&amp;nbsp;was so&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;for one little boy, that I saw his mom take him off to the side on more than one occasion. Not because he was&amp;nbsp;misbehaving, but because everyone else was. It was just too much for him, and I could tell. Thankfully his mom &lt;b&gt;was&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;parenting&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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My youngest has the attention span of about 2 seconds. I have to stay on top of him to make sure he's following along. That's fine. He's 7. He's a boy. He had a great time doing all of the&amp;nbsp;experiments&amp;nbsp;and I was proud he did not follow along with some of the other&amp;nbsp;behavior&amp;nbsp;that had me so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I was irritated with the parents. I felt like they were leaving a terrible impression of what homeschool&amp;nbsp;families&amp;nbsp;look like. It really upset me. I ended up&amp;nbsp;intervening as much as I could to try to help the&amp;nbsp;instructors&amp;nbsp;gain some kind of classroom control. I&amp;nbsp;helped&amp;nbsp;them make lines with other people kids&amp;nbsp;while their parents stayed right where they were. UGH! But, it was all I could do. At least I was able to offer some help. One of the dads actually&amp;nbsp;thanked&amp;nbsp;me. That was nice and confirmed I wasn't over reacting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;Because&amp;nbsp;I have been known to do that.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And what&amp;nbsp;aggravates&amp;nbsp;me more than anything else? Parents like these give homeschoolers a bad name!&lt;br /&gt;
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Me no likey.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are enough misconceptions out there without us adding to the pot through lousy, lazy, selfish parenting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;or lack thereof!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So homeschool, unschool, private school, public school,&amp;nbsp;Montessori&amp;nbsp;learning, and the list goes on...no matter what educational trend you're subscribing to, please also subscribe to good 'ole fashioned parenting!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm pretty sure our kids won't get into college without it! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;**I felt like this rant qualifies for Shell's fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/"&gt;Pour Your Heart Out&lt;/a&gt;, so you can find me there! AND it's her two year anniversary of #PYHO! I would never miss that! Thanks to giving us a great place to vent, Shell!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Snooki has a True Hollywood Story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I've &lt;strike&gt;obsessed over&lt;/strike&gt; tossed around the idea of starting over with a clear vision. Now that I know a little something about this whole blogging thing (and I mean a little!), I really wish I had known then what I know now. When I think about starting over, I won't lie, I get sort of excited.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I want to grow as a blogger and writer, but I'm not sure I will be able to grow from here. When I started blogging, I had no idea of the importance of a great blog name, what SEO was, finding a niche, Wordpress or Blogger, self-hosting or platform, and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;
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I simply logged onto Blogger and clicked on "create a blog". Two years later, I'm bursting with a desire to start with a clean slate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I think about how awesome it would be to start over. Change is good. It could be really exciting...&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel like I've reached a plateau here at the Shoebox.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I think it's liberating to start over. No matter what it is in life we might start over. Fresh starts breed possibility. It feels good to throw in the towel sometimes and reach for something&amp;nbsp;higher. There can be a lot of freedom in accepting that this isn't quite going the direction I'd like, and make some changes to reach my goals.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do ever feel the itch to regain your blog focus with a clean slate?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This post is linked up with Shell for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thingsicantsay.com/2010/03/pour-your-heart-out-with-me.html"&gt;Pour Your Heart Out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When JDaniel4’s Mom invited me to guest post on Pause Life
for a Moment, I was so excited and flattered. She wants me to come over and
write for her? &lt;i&gt;Um... Yes, please.&lt;/i&gt; I
accepted her invitation with glee!&lt;/div&gt;
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JDaniel4 has got to be one of the happiest kids on the
planet, don’t you think? He’s got one creative and loving mama! I think she’s
one smart cookie and I love going over here to read her blog, so the fact that
I get to write there is such a treat! &lt;br /&gt;
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So please head over and check out my guest post at &lt;a href="http://www.jdaniel4smom.com/"&gt;JDaniel4s Mom&lt;/a&gt;! Comments here are off.&lt;br /&gt;
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#3 You need to go grocery shopping because you didn't thaw anything out for dinner, but you're not going. Because...well, you don't want to. You hope that &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/adriennesfts/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; will have an idea on how to turn canned chicken into a meal the whole family will enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;
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#5 You start wondering if your kids would really suffer if you stopped school for the year. There's always next year, right? No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6304812622227010087-1698277881667234504?l=www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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She couldn't do it. Not without him.&lt;br /&gt;
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She listened to her best friend become more and more annoyed with her. She wasn't opening the letter. Period. No amount of begging or pleading was going to change her mind. She just couldn't do it alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It actually wasn't that hard to resist. A big part of her didn't even want to open the stupid letter.&lt;br /&gt;
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"I have to go. I'll call you later.", and she hung up.&lt;br /&gt;
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The thought that one piece of paper held the answer to a question that had put her life on hold made her angry. How could the last year be defined with one stupid piece of paper? How could everything she had been through be summed up inside of one envelope? How could this letter give her what she wanted?&lt;/div&gt;
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Certainty was something she hadn't had in so long, she wasn't sure if she was ready for it. She wasn't sure if she even remembered what that felt like, or what it meant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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All of the wishing, praying, and fantasizing was going to be made real. One way or the other. It was easy to let it sit there on the end table. As long as the letter remained sealed, she could still hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Even though it was easy to leave the envelope sitting there, she wished he was home. When she talked to him on the phone a few hours before, she told him the letter had arrived. When she told him she wasn't opening it he didn't persist. It was as if he was hanging onto the uncertainty too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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They talked for little while about his trip. He told her about the mountains and weather. He was having a great time, and she was glad. He would be back&amp;nbsp;in three days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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You can read this series in order below.&lt;br /&gt;
#1 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/04/exhale.html"&gt;Exhale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#2 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/06/rehab.html"&gt;Rehab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#3 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/07/lost.html"&gt;Lost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#4 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/10/afraid.html"&gt;Afraid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#5 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/11/breathe.html"&gt;Breathe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#6 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/11/alone.html"&gt;Alone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
#7 &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/12/held.html"&gt;Held&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Some days I feel exhausted from juggling the day and all of the&amp;nbsp;differences. Sometimes it feels like a swirling tornado here and I'm in the eye of it, just trying to catch my breath. One son with some special needs and another with enough energy to power the city, leaves me with a&amp;nbsp;daunting&amp;nbsp;task of creating a positive learning environment for two very&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;students.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although, it's hard. I'm up for the task! &lt;i&gt;I've gotta be.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I rest in knowing that God will equip me for this! (Hebrews 13:21)&lt;br /&gt;
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There are a few things that I do that help keep my sanity in the midst of the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Shifts!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When I began homeschooling I had visions of all the Duggar children sitting around their dining room table and schooling together with a smile on all of their faces. Um? &lt;i&gt;notsomuch&lt;/i&gt;. My boys are so different, that unless we're doing a science&amp;nbsp;experiment, or something that they both really enjoy, sitting together &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; learning doesn't really go well together for every subject. My oldest is easily distracted and my&amp;nbsp;youngest&amp;nbsp;is a busy bee. Not a great combo for either one of them. &lt;strike&gt;Or me&lt;/strike&gt;.&amp;nbsp;I have &amp;nbsp;found that schooling in shifts works well.&lt;br /&gt;
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I plan the day so my oldest does most of his&amp;nbsp;independent&amp;nbsp;work in the morning. During this time chunk, which is usually a good 3 hours, he doesn't need me much. That frees me up for my 1st grader, who needs me for just about all of his schoolwork. My older son understands he needs to let me give my morning time to his younger&amp;nbsp;brother, and I block my&amp;nbsp;afternoons&amp;nbsp;for teacher&amp;nbsp;instructed&amp;nbsp;lessons with him. I can usually get all of my little guy's school completed before lunch. Then we all get a breather and round 2 begins. That way each child gets the one-on-one they need and deserve.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. Have Back up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Plan for back up. You're gonna need it! With an active 7 year old, who is easily distracted, I need a plan B &lt;strike&gt;and C and D&lt;/strike&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I have a bin designated for back up. It's filled with lots of fun busy work like pre-printed worksheets, puzzles, play-doh, markers, crayons, paper, flashcards, manipulatives, books, and all sorts of goodies. It's my bag of tricks. I even put together something I call "practice&amp;nbsp;packs" for him. They're file folders filled with a hodge-podge of review activities. This back up stuff is more for me than it is for him. He doesn't&amp;nbsp;necessarily&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;need&lt;/i&gt; the busy work, but I need to keep him&lt;i&gt; busy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Although we can't do everything together, we can do some things. One group activity that's sure to please here is science! They both love it! I generally plan &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/10/first-things-first-today-is-day-i-get.html"&gt;science experiments&lt;/a&gt; to be done together in the afternoons. Even though they are both learning different topics, they can come together and learn from each other over an&amp;nbsp;experiment. It gives both boys a chance to put what they're learning about into their own words, and allows for some great teamwork building skills. We also have Bible Time together, and sometimes my youngest might be done with his required schoolwork, but just wants to be a part of what my oldest is doing. I always try to include him somehow if he's interested. For example, my oldest is studying the&amp;nbsp;Holocaust. To keep my little guy busy during the reading and discussion with my oldest, I prepared ahead of time for him to make a &lt;a href="http://crafts.kaboose.com/popsicle-stick-star-of-david.html"&gt;Star of David craft&lt;/a&gt;. He sat and worked on that while he listened to the history reading. I love that.&lt;br /&gt;
Also, I love &lt;a href="http://www.apologia.com/"&gt;Apologia Science&lt;/a&gt;, as it enables you to teach&amp;nbsp;multiple&amp;nbsp;ages with one curriculum.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://spellingpower.com/"&gt;Spelling Power&lt;/a&gt; is also a favorite here. I can use the same teacher's guide for both kids! LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;
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Awww...the P word. If &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2012/02/5-tips-for-getting-your-family-to-table.html"&gt;dinner is my number enemy&lt;/a&gt;, than school preparation is next! Preparation (or lack thereof) can either make you or break you. It's imperative that I set aside time each week to gather supplies, lesson plan, and sit down with our calendar. I need to do this each week to prepare for the upcoming week. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;If I don't make time for this, it's a guarantee that I'm going to be scrambling during the school day. When I'm scrambling around trying to find this or that, or remember what lesson each child is on, or &amp;nbsp;have too many periods of dead time, then the kids get restless, unfocused, and off track. My preparation has everything to do with the mood of our day. If I'm not prepared, I'm stressed. If I'm stressed, than the kids are too. I sit down on Thursdays afternoons to prepare for the upcoming week. This allows me to make a list of supplies I may need from the store or around the house, and it gives me the weekend to gather them up. I have&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;planners for each child. Once I have the lessons in order, I can sit down with our calendar and see how I will block out the time slots for out of the home activities and how I can best use the time in the home for each child. Just getting a mental picture of the week helps me to stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Organization.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Everything needs a home. Supplies such as paper, pencils, crayons, etc. need to be kept in the same place at all times. The boys always know where to find what they need, and they can help put things away too. When I have to get everything and put everything away it takes a lot of time away from teaching. Encourage the kids to help out with organization, by keeping things put away and knowing where to find the things they need. &amp;nbsp;Each child needs the freedom to work alone. My oldest has a desk in his room, and my youngest with usually sit at the dining room table. Get creative with small spaces by using portable and hidden storage, such as behind the door hanging storage and utility bins with handles. I do not have an extra room for school, so I have to be very smart with our school storage. Next Monday, I'm sharing &lt;b&gt;5 tips for making the most of small homeschool spaces&lt;/b&gt;. Be sure to come back! You can also&amp;nbsp;subscribe&amp;nbsp;by &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/storiesfromtheshoebox/FdAx"&gt;RSS feed&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=storiesfromtheshoebox/FdAx"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; to be sure not miss a thing!&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we learn the most when we close the books.&amp;nbsp;After fighting colds, and being cooped up for days, we needed some vitamin D and &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2010/09/breath-of-fresh-air.html"&gt;fresh air&lt;/a&gt;. A simple nature walk near the coast lead to so much more. We found these...&lt;/div&gt;
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We found an easy &lt;a href="http://www.springpondrestoration.com/uploads/horseshoecrab8511.pdf"&gt;horseshoe crab craft&lt;/a&gt; and did a little clicking around about them. Interesting little suckers! They're not even really crabs. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;
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We couldn't leave our armadillo out of the fun, so we&amp;nbsp;attempted&amp;nbsp;to make this &lt;a href="http://www.daniellesplace.com/HTML/animal_crafts.html"&gt;cute armadillo craft&lt;/a&gt; we found.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first time it happened I figured, no big deal. The second time? Kind of embarrassing, as he was crying because he was nervous, and we had several family members make the trip to watch him play. But, what are you gonna do? Make a child who is otherwise pretty laid back go out on the court crying? No thanks. We cheered our team on from the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;
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The&amp;nbsp;third&amp;nbsp;time (and last game of the season)? C'mon kid! What's the deal?&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point? I'm the mom with the cry baby. To be honest, I really didn't care what other parents thought. I was more concerned with how to parent the situation, and I was really wondering why the heck he was acting like this. It just isn't like him. We've played two seasons of T-Ball with no problems, and he's usually not one to be nervous. He's pretty outgoing and free-spirited, so I was stumped.&lt;br /&gt;
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I mean, we're talking about the kid who sports &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/03/is-that-for-girl-or-boy.html"&gt;a hot a pink t-ball bat&lt;/a&gt; like it's nobody's business, and could care less what anyone thinks about it! He's &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/06/me-and-tooth-fairy-just-dont-get-along.html"&gt;my business shark&lt;/a&gt; who can walk into the bank like he owns the place and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/08/i-guess-im-not-famous.html"&gt;open&amp;nbsp;his own account&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;like I'm not even there! &lt;br /&gt;
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The more I thought about, the more I realized this behavior was so out of character for him. The season had sort of been pretty hard on him for reasons that are so obvious now. I just wish they had been obvious then, and that I could have made it different.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here were some of the factors:&lt;br /&gt;
1. The age split. The teams were split by 5/6 yrs. and 7/8 yrs. When we signed up for the season he was 6 going on 7. He would actually turn 7 before his first game. So, we had a decision to make. Should we put him on the 5/6 yr. old team or 7/8? We went with 7/8. 1.&amp;nbsp;Because&amp;nbsp;he didn't want to be with the "little kids", 2. I thought he'd learn faster with more experienced players., and 3. I thought it was the honest thing to do, as he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; going to be 7 during all of the games. Turns out? It seems everyone else does the opposite. He ended up playing with a lot of kids that were WAY bigger, and I swear there was no way some of those kids were 8. So he ended up being the underdog. I think it was a little discouraging for him.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. The team organization and coach placement.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm sure you all know the drill. Some coaches are out there b/c they missed their window on the NBA, and&amp;nbsp;coaching&amp;nbsp;at the Y helps them relive&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;dreams. Other coaches are just parents who got suckered into the position b/c Johnny really wants to play and they didn't have enough coaches. Thank God for these poor parents. They are saints. But, let's face it. They're not out there to teach your kid how to play. They may not even know &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; to play themselves. That was our coach. Although, I'm sure he knew how to play and he was so nice, he wasn't much help on the court for the kids. His direction was never clear and the kids remained clueless for most of the season, and for someone like my son, who had never played, this was frustrating. But, it's about having fun, right? And he was having fun. So, we were happy.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. But, then? I found out that we had been playing on the wrong team for half the season. That's right. You heard me. After a mix up about practice times, that lead me to make a phone call to confirm the time, I was told we were actually supposed to be on a totally different team! Say what?! After hubs and I had been frustrated with the coaching, or lack thereof, and resolved to make the best of it, we weren't even supposed to be on this team? &lt;i&gt;Really?&lt;/i&gt; And worse? We were supposed to be on the team of a coach we had already noticed was much more clear with his directions and teaching of the game. Come to find out, we were placed on the wrong team due to disorganization at the very first practice. Argh! But, it had already been half way through the season. We didn't think switching things up on my son would be wise, and we liked our coach. He was really nice, and the kids already got to know each other. It isn't the NBA after all, so we decided to go ahead and stay on the team we were on. We never even mentioned any of this mix up to my son. Because, he was having fun, and none of this really matters anyway. He's 7. We felt he was still getting at least an introduction to the sport, and we'd give it another try again. We continued to cheer him on and praise him for a job well done, even if he didn't know what direction to run and never even touched the ball. He seemed to be all smiles and all was good.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. But then? He stopped having fun. He started getting really&amp;nbsp;nervous&amp;nbsp;before games to the point of crying, and began going to the bathroom &lt;strike&gt;like&amp;nbsp;400&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;3 or 4 times during games, and becoming&amp;nbsp;visibly nervous on the court. It was always painfully obvious he never had any idea what the heck he was supposed to be doing out there, and I think he just started to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; have fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point I began second guessing the whole season, and the decisions we had made along the way...&lt;br /&gt;
the age group we picked, the other team we were supposed to be on, and perhaps I should have talked to the coach about my frustrations. It was obvious other parents were&amp;nbsp;aggravated&amp;nbsp;about some of the same issues. But, I didn't. Prat of me felt like we were supposed to be out there to have fun and learn. And like I said, I think the coach was doing the best he could. I let the season play out until my baby boy couldn't handle it anymore. I feel awful that it started going south when maybe I could have avoided some of these issues for him had I been more proactive.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was hard to see him getting upset, and part of me wanted to &lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2012/02/when-your-parenting-isnt-working.html"&gt;be tough&lt;/a&gt; and force him to play, but the other part of me couldn't blame him for being so frustrated. I honestly don't think he knew how to deal with the emotions he was having. Maybe a little embarrassed, confused on the court, smallest kid who never gets a basket...We ended up bench warming the last three games. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;
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I took the opportunity to teach the importance of being there for his team even if he didn't want to play, and we got up and went to every game. He watched every game and cheered his team mates on with a smile. Then at the last game he got down from the stands and walked with his team to shake the other teams' hands. He still felt very much a part of his team (even of the other kids didn't think so), he was just terrified of getting out there again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our season ended with a photo and a trophy. Yes, I still let him get his trophy. After all, he did participate and he cheered his team mates on until the end even after the embarrassment of being the kid that cries. That's worth a trophy!&lt;br /&gt;
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I really hope he'll give basketball another try! It's a super fun sport, and had things been a little different I think he would have really liked it. I won't lie, I was bummed. But, I just hope his memories aren't that terrible and he gives it another go next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the way home from the last game he said, "I think I'll try soccer next time."&lt;br /&gt;
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Bless his heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey, and thanks for reading this one. I know it was long. You all are THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2012/02/kids-and-sports-when-your-child-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Adrienne)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9BJDbP93Hc/T0OROo5p0fI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_ygAhOojlwM/s72-c/basketball.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304812622227010087.post-2034820194176169769</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 01:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-21T21:31:00.904-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><title>An Open Letter to Google.</title><description>Dear Google,&lt;br /&gt;
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I've noticed that many of the pictures on my blog have been replaced with this image.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, this just won't work. I installed this great widget to attract people with my fabulous posts and eye catching thumbnails. This exclamation mark is really cramping my style, and making &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt; want to click away. How will it make others want to stay longer? Oh, Google. I'm sure you can help me, though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, I had no idea why this was happening, so I did the only thing I could do. I went straight to you...&lt;br /&gt;
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You're so awesome that all I had to do was ask, "Why are my pictures missing from my blog?", and ya know what? You told me. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmmmm....It looks like you told a lot of other people too. My search for answers has left me with only one.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm not getting my pictures back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Say what?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This can't be true. I mean, you're Google. You can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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Your discussion boards told me it's my fault I didn't know you have control of everything on the Internet, and when I deleted my pictures from Google+, I should have known that you would take them away from my blog too. &lt;i&gt;Well, sure. I'm paraphrasing, but that was pretty much the sum of it.&lt;/i&gt; In addition to being expected to know this tidbit, apparently I should also know that you will never put my photos back on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's task of making my blog more fabulous has actually only brought it to my attention that is is &lt;i&gt;less than &lt;/i&gt;fabulous with lots of ugly picture has-beens. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;
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So then I got really mad at you and tweeted that hated you. &lt;i&gt;Yeah. I did. SO not cool. I know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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But then? I got scared. Aside from being out of character and unprofessional of me. I was really second guessing my decision to tweet bash you. I got all worried you might take me out. I mean, I'm just some lowly mom who writes on Blogger. But, doesn't that pretty much mean you own me? So perhaps tweeting that I hate you wasn't the best move. SO? I deleted my tweet like a coward with no shame. I told myself all was well. I mean, how much&amp;nbsp;damage&amp;nbsp;could a tweet have done with it's 3 seconds on the timeline?&lt;br /&gt;
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But, I couldn't get this image out of my mind. I was all Holy S, Google is going to go all Sandra Bullock on me like in that movie &lt;i&gt;The Net&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Or what about poor Will Smith in that movie &lt;i&gt;Enemy of the State&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
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Can you do stuff like this, Google? Can you take people out?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I bet you can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And you know what? That kind of power is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;
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You have the power to take over the web. I mean look at you. You're on fire! Picnik, Google+, Picasa, and Blogger. You've proclaimed that you are the King of the&amp;nbsp;Internet&amp;nbsp;by announcing you won't share anymore. Google Friend Connect isn't for the masses, I know. I know. I get it.&lt;br /&gt;
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But someone wise once told me, "With great power comes great responsibility."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so it was Peter Parker's uncle. So what.&lt;br /&gt;
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How will you handle &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; power, Google? And in exchange, your&amp;nbsp;responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps you could start with putting my pictures back on my blog?&lt;br /&gt;
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God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;
Adrienne&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*ALL PHOTOS ARE CREDITED TO: NONE OTHER THAN...&lt;a href="https://www.google.com/imghp?hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;GOOGLE IMAGES&lt;/a&gt;. Oh, the irony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A few helpful articles in regards to this issue:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloggersentral.com/2011/08/google-plus-picasa-and-blogger-missing.html"&gt;Google plus, Picasa and Blogger Missing Photos&lt;/a&gt; by Blogger Sentral&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://theflirtyguide.blogspot.com/2011/07/missing-photos-on-blogger-blogs-and.html"&gt;Missing Photos on Blogger Blogs and Google+&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by The Flirty Blog&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If I am screwing anything up as a parent, it's dinnertime. I have to try &lt;strike&gt;really, really,&lt;/strike&gt; really hard to get everyone to the table together. Some moms seem to dance through this part of the day with grace and poise. Me? I&amp;nbsp;usually&amp;nbsp;time all the cooking wrong, get stressed out, and ruin the mood before we can even say grace. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;
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I have resolved to make this part of our family time more enjoyable and purposeful. I think we are wasting precious time with our loved ones if we're not taking full advantage of sitting down for a meal together at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;
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So I've put some thought into how I can bring my dinner fantasies to reality. Now, I'm telling you. I'm challenged in this area. Really challenged. I will never win an award for getting my kids to eat their&amp;nbsp;vegetables&amp;nbsp;or organic cooking. It's important to me that I don't set myself up for failure. I want to be realistic. The truth is, my kids are super picky. Partly because God made them that way, and partly&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;I've allowed them to be. &lt;i&gt;I know. My bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. It's not about the food. It's about the experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So often I've gotten this wild hair to be the best housewife, cook gourmet meals, and have a magical dinner. But, what I've learned is that it's more important to gather together and eat macaroni and cheese and canned green beans than it is to make something only my husband and I will eat, cause me to become frustrated with picky eaters, and makes it impossible to enjoy the 30 minutes I really want to just make a memory with my kids. So, let go of trying to make something fancy, new, and different. Getting to the table is more important than what you are eating. What do your kids eat? Can your meal be easily modified to&amp;nbsp;accommodate&amp;nbsp;picky eaters? For example: I might make baked BBQ chicken breasts, but I will bake one breast without sauce for my oldest. It's a simple&amp;nbsp;modification&amp;nbsp;that goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;
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Usually when I'm cooking dinner, I don't mind if my kids entertain themselves with TV or video games. Gives me time to cook, right? Well, what I found was that turning screens off a little before dinner helps things calm down around the house. It gives the evening a chance to settle in, and it allows my kids to look forward to the family time instead of feeling like I've asked them to stop doing something they enjoy to eat dinner. It makes for a more positive&amp;nbsp;transition&amp;nbsp;to the table.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have them help you with the menu plan. Ask them for suggestions of things they like to eat, or&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;they would like to learn to cook. Have them help you in the cooking or preparations. Let them set the table. Get them in the kitchen! It doubles or triples the time you spend together. It gives picky eaters a chance to be a part of the meal before it's time to actually &lt;i&gt;eat&lt;/i&gt; the food.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now some of you will gasp at this next one. But, I've done a lot of damage in the meal department, and again, I care more about the time together than actually eating the food. The other night? My youngest played with his Legos at the table, and I let him have dessert without eating his dinner. &lt;i&gt;I know. Shutter! &lt;/i&gt;But, ya know what? He said his blessing, we all laughed and enjoyed the time together, and we have to take baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. It doesn't have to be dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Why not breakfast or lunch? Perhaps your family doesn't have a traditional schedule? Maybe Dad isn't home at night? Whatever the case, eat one meal a day together. I realized how much more I could be taking advantage of breakfast with my boys. Even if I have coffee, one has waffles, and the other has cereal. I don't care! I just want to sit down with them. Why? Because I can. Breakfast makes for a great Bible time too.&lt;br /&gt;
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These days we have so many distractions. Mealtime is something that everyone has to do. Why not make the effort to do it together?&lt;br /&gt;
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We read from Mark 1 last week, and made this craft. I thought I'd share. When I new I wanted to make something fun, I went straight to &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/adriennesfts/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and found a few ideas, and was inspired by &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/263038434455981474/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We used the gingerbread cutters as stencils to make the men (and women). Then, we "dressed" them up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
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I need physical affection. I need him to&amp;nbsp;sneak&amp;nbsp;up behind me and hold me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I need him to listen&amp;nbsp;attentively&amp;nbsp;to my story about our day even if he doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I just need him to be on the same page with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anybody?&lt;br /&gt;
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There are more days than not that my man meets all of my needs. However, there are those times when I'm &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; needy, that it would be impossible to make me happy. In fact, at these times, I'm restless and I&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;have no idea &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; I need.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are times in marriage when you feel in tune with your spouse, and then there are times when no matter what you do, you're just missing the mark. It's not his fault (or yours). It's a restless spirit that can only be&amp;nbsp;calmed&amp;nbsp;with one thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think these restless moments in our hearts are God's way of telling us all we need is Him. It's a way of drawing us near. There is a reason why our husbands can't meet all of our needs. There is a reason why we feel unsettled and misunderstood at times. &lt;br /&gt;
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Our Heavenly Father wants to be the one to meet us where no one else can. He wants to shower us with grace and understanding. He wants to listen. He wants us to need &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we feel like no one in the world gets it. Remember He always does!&lt;br /&gt;
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I realized that I was feeling a bit whiny, anxious, and hard to please. &lt;i&gt;This is also known as PMS.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whatever the cause, it's an opportunity for me to realize that sometimes? No one here on earth can meet my needs. I cannot look to man to fulfill me in only ways God can. Not only can I not expect my husband to read my mind and meet every single need I have, I cannot rely on friends, family members, or even you to fill my heart with something only God can give me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think sometimes our&amp;nbsp;expectations&amp;nbsp;of our spouse, friends, or other&amp;nbsp;relationships&amp;nbsp;end in disappointment&amp;nbsp;because we put too much weight on them. People are people.&amp;nbsp;Imperfect, messed up, maybe&amp;nbsp;dysfunctional?,&amp;nbsp;people!&lt;br /&gt;
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People can only do so much.&lt;br /&gt;
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God can do &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so much more&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When you're feeling restless, seek Him. I promise He will fill your heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My soul finds rest in God alone, my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. ~Psalm 62: 1-2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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One weekend with the flu and mama realizes...&lt;br /&gt;
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It has become painfully obvious that I'm lacking in the personal care I need to be the wife and mother my heart desires. I don't know how it happens. I've made myself a priority in the past. But, then I start to feel good. Refreshed and rejuvenated. Then? I begin to forget why I feel so great. Because, of course, I had been taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't get sick often, but when I do it's usually because God is forcing me to lay in bed! I think I needed a good reason to do nothing. I still feel like crap, but it's wearing off. &lt;i&gt;I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, this week? I'm making some small changes to make sure I get this much needed "me" treatment in somehow.&lt;br /&gt;
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*Daily runs&lt;br /&gt;
*cutting back on&amp;nbsp;caffeine&lt;br /&gt;
*Lots of water&lt;br /&gt;
*Time with my Savior&lt;br /&gt;
*And something of luxury each day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Each day.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now,&amp;nbsp;luxury&amp;nbsp;to me is free. It comes in the package of silence and often happens with my door shut. Perhaps spending 30 minutes to read that novel, or paint my toes, or better yet? Get a professional pedicure. &lt;i&gt;Not free, but I do have that gift card from Christmas...&lt;/i&gt;Mainly, I just need to recognize that not making time for me is taking it's toll.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that I'm aware of it, it's up to me to do something about it. Luckily, my husband is pretty supportive about me taking the time to be healthy. He knows I make a much nicer wife and mother when I take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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How about you?&lt;br /&gt;
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What do you do to make sure you get the refresher you need?&lt;br /&gt;
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Lakeshore Learning recently gave me the opportunity to review their software products. We love Lakeshore! They always have such fun products for teaching, and I've often used their Teacher's Corner site for some of the &lt;a href="http://www.lakeshorelearning.com/general_content/free_resources/teachers_corner/teachersCorner.jsp?f=hpsb"&gt;free printables&lt;/a&gt; they offer. If you're not familiar with Lakeshore, you must check it out!&lt;br /&gt;
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There's so many great resources for teachers, parents, and the kiddos! I jumped at the chance to review the software, because it's so nice to have&amp;nbsp;educational game options! My kids love video games,&amp;nbsp;computer, and all things technology, so I knew this software was going to be a hit with my youngest.&lt;br /&gt;
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After browsing the selections, I went with &lt;a href="http://www.lakeshorelearning.com/seo/ca%7CsearchResults~~p%7C2534374302193843~~f%7C/Assortments/Lakeshore/ShopByCategory/educationalsoftware/viewall.jsp"&gt;Kooky Carnival: An&amp;nbsp;interactive&amp;nbsp;context clues game&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: verdana, 'lucida grande', helvetica, arials, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Children use context clues to determine the meanings of words—as they speed around a kooky carnival &amp;amp; collect tickets to win! Our action-packed, interactive game is played just like a regular board game—only with lively animation and sound effects that get the whole class super-excited about learning…plus pop-up hazards &amp;amp; surprise bonuses that add to the fun. To play, students simply read short, level-appropriate passages on the screen, then use context clues to answer questions about what they’ve read. Each correct answer earns players a carnival ticket—but they’ll have to give it back if they get stuck in long lines or soaked on the log ride! For Mac/Win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: verdana, 'lucida grande', helvetica, arials, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Targets standards in these areas:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: verdana, 'lucida grande', helvetica, arials, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;• Using context clues to determine meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The outcome? My son loved this game! He liked the having the option to "read" something other than his regular books, and I liked having the option to give him! It is great way to pump up vocabulary skills and master context clues. We highly&amp;nbsp;recommend!&lt;br /&gt;
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So the good news? Lakeshore is&amp;nbsp;offering&amp;nbsp;one of you a downloadable copy of the software of your choice!&lt;br /&gt;
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The boys are steamrolling me!&lt;br /&gt;
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No one realizes how fantastic they have it. I mean really. They sleep until 7:30 every morning while other kids are rushing to catch the bus or already at school! They get hot meals three times a day, go on a zillion field trips, and have nearly half the work load of public school kids, and all they do is complain!&lt;br /&gt;
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This is &lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt; hard...&lt;/div&gt;
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Why did you give me so much work?&lt;/div&gt;
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What!? I can't play video games all day?&lt;/div&gt;
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Why do we have to play outside? It's hot out there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't like that.&lt;/div&gt;
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You didn't tell me to.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Um. No. I think you're spoiled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img height="248" src="http://www.timvp.com/lilhous2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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What happened to the good old days when kids helped out, played outside, and respected their parents?&lt;br /&gt;
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For my kids?&lt;br /&gt;
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Clean clothes magically appear in the drawers, food magically appears on the table, bedrooms never get dirty, and the toilets must swish themselves, because there's never anything growing in them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;What's that? You don't like what we're eating?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;That's ok, sweetheart. I will make you something different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I've made some parenting mistakes. Who hasn't?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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SO perhaps my kids are spoiled? Maybe they have it too good? Maybe they need a reality check?&lt;br /&gt;
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I recently read a great post over at Kludgy Mom about how &lt;a href="http://www.kludgymom.com/reward-charts/"&gt;reward systems don't work&lt;/a&gt; for her, and she's right! They don't work for me either. They are more work for me. &lt;i&gt;Um, no thanks.&lt;/i&gt; And they never seem to help. My kids just figure out how to manipulate the system to make it easier for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, here's to good old fashioned parenting.&lt;br /&gt;
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Get the things you like when you do the things you don't!&lt;br /&gt;
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Simple.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not making any announcements. I'm not calling a family meeting to bring this new mentality to their attention. I think they'll just figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;
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They're smart.&lt;br /&gt;
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There's not going to be any stickers, charts, or money.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's so simple. Why didn't I think of this before?&lt;br /&gt;
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When your schoolwork is done, you can play.&lt;br /&gt;
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When your room is clean, you can use your ipod.&lt;br /&gt;
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Help me and I'll help you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Genius!&lt;br /&gt;
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When what you're doing isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;
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Be meaner!&lt;br /&gt;
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...I get a sticker!&lt;br /&gt;
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This sticker is not just for any mom. It's for the "World's Best Mom"!&lt;br /&gt;
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So there you have it.&amp;nbsp;I'm the World's Best Mom.&lt;br /&gt;
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My little guy declared me as such, and then pinned me with this badge of glory: a Skylanders sticker that came with his figures.&lt;br /&gt;
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After being "crowned" I wore my sticker all day. When hubs got home, he inquired about my badge.&lt;br /&gt;
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He was all "nice sticker." (insert sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;
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I was all "don't be a hater."&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Jealous. Phew.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I don't want any of you feeling bad about yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
There's always next year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you heard of Sibu Beauty? I hadn't until I&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;an email inquiring about partnering with me for a review of their products. When I took a look at the site, I found that they offer&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;skin care products made from &lt;a href="http://www.sibubeauty.com/"&gt;sea buckthorn&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;also never heard of sea buckthorn. &lt;i&gt;Am I the only one?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sibubeauty.com/"&gt;Sea buckthorn&lt;/a&gt; berry, also known as the “beauty berry” across Europe and Asia, contains over 190 bioactive compounds that restore, revitalize, and protect youthful beauty. These berries help nourish skin, hair, and nails with powerful antioxidants and essential fatty acids, including the rare Omega 7 – a key building block to healthy skin, hair, and nails, and also aids digestion and may help you maintain a healthier weight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um. yes, please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img height="201" src="http://www.sibubeauty.com/images/slide4.png" width="640" /&gt;
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I tried the facial cleanser. Because 1. I'm very picky about facial products, and 2. I would either love it or break out in hives because I have very sensitive skin. If I didn't have any kind of crazy reaction, than I knew I would be able to&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;the product to others. &lt;i&gt;A bit risky? Yes, my husband thought so, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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However, I'm thrilled to report I actually loved the cleanser.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt="Facial Cleanser" src="http://www.sibubeauty.com/images/products/thumbnail/facial_cleanser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;It's gentle enough for me to use, which says a lot! It has a clean refreshing scent, and exfoliating micro beads that leave your skin feeling clean, refreshed, and nourished. the cleansing gel is light and doesn't leave my skin feeling greasy after I rinse. I actually did not use moisturizer after washing, and it still&amp;nbsp;left&amp;nbsp;my face feeling balanced with the right amount of moisture. I liked that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Adding fresh content is important. But, there's too much pressure to post everyday. Some personal blog evaluation in the last week has reminded me that&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2010/07/quality-vs-quantity.html"&gt;good blog content&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is about quality not quantity. And, it's not all about me posting and looking at my own blog, it's about friendships and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.storiesfromtheshoebox.com/2011/06/its-not-about-me.html"&gt;connecting with other bloggers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we write a great post and it gets lost in the shuffle simply because we wanted to get new content up the very next day. In the meantime, our home page post is mediocre and the great posts are hidden from the first impressions we hope to make. So, let's stop doing that and get the most from our posts!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;6 Tips for getting the most from your post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Leave it up!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't be scared to leave a great post up for a few days. Don't short change yourself or your readers. Give people a chance to see it, read it, and share it. That leads me to my next tip...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. Give people a way to share it. &lt;/b&gt;Make sure that you have working share buttons somewhere at the end of the post. You can easily &lt;a href="https://www.addthis.com/get/sharing#.TyqDLlzOz4M"&gt;install share buttons&lt;/a&gt; from a number of different sites for free. Make sure the buttons are&amp;nbsp;visible&amp;nbsp;and specific to&lt;i&gt; that &lt;/i&gt;post. Sometimes I see share buttons on a home page but not in the post body. I'd rather share a specific post and direct people to what I read, rather than a generic link to the whole blog. But, before people share it, they have to read it, right? So...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;people a way to read it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;Seems simple enough, no? But, not everyone will come to your blog everyday to read your fabulousness. &lt;i&gt;Shocking, I know.&lt;/i&gt; You have to make it easier than that.&amp;nbsp;Make sure your readers have a way to stay up-to-date with your content. Set up &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/storiesfromtheshoebox/FdAx"&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt; feeds and give readers the option to &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=storiesfromtheshoebox/FdAx"&gt;subscribe by email&lt;/a&gt;. And yes, even &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/friendconnect"&gt;GFC&lt;/a&gt; keeps readers connected. If you have a Wordpress or other non-blogger site, I'm sure you already know that GFC is going away in March, so the other options are even more important now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. Leave the house! &lt;/b&gt;How do you expect to meet people if you stay at home all the time? If you stay in cleaning up, rearranging furniture, and decorating you're never going to meet anyone! The same applies to your blog. Quit fussing with your layout and reading your own posts over and over. Get out! Meet people. Read other blogs, leave comments, and share &lt;u&gt;their&lt;/u&gt; great posts on social networking sites. Blog karma is real. Share the love, get the love!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Get your social network on! &lt;/b&gt;Give people other ways to find you outside of your blog.&amp;nbsp;Create a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/storiesfromtheshoebox"&gt;Facebook fan page&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and give it some character with &lt;a href="http://www.pagemodo.com/"&gt;pagemodo&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/AdrienneSFTS"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; is a great way to connect with other bloggers. Get out there and don't be scared to talk to people. And, then there's that new and confusing &lt;a href="https://plus.google.com/u/0/113544331435449616771/posts"&gt;Google+&lt;/a&gt;. Be a&amp;nbsp;revolutionary, and figure that out for the rest of us. That would make a great post to leave up and circulate! Once you have other sites set up, you can easily direct others to your blog with a link back to your fabulous post.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6. Go green! &lt;/b&gt;So after reading this, perhaps you're kicking yourself for short changing a recent post that didn't get much traffic? You thought it was fabulous, but you heard crickets. No one even knows about it. So? Recycle it!&amp;nbsp;Re-post&amp;nbsp;it, recirculate it.Who cares if it's old. If it's good, people will want to read it. You can even go in and edit the publish date of your post to show today's date. That way it appears to be fresh content and know one even knows it's recycled.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, girls. We did it. Hubs and I managed to go on a date last Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been thinking that I really need to make an effort here. I decided that if we were going to go out to eat it wasn't going to be because hubs went behind my back and surprised me with some romantic evening I knew nothing about. &lt;i&gt;Yeah, right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I resolved to make an effort in this department. &lt;i&gt;By the term "make an effort", I mean do everything humanly possible to eat in public with my husband and WITHOUT children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I called my sister. She said yes. I called hubs. He said, "If you want to, I guess? Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;His excitement is enough to make me fall in love all over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I told the kids they would be going to&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;aunt's to play.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oldest: Does she have wi-fi?&lt;br /&gt;
Youngest: How long will you be gone? &lt;i&gt;insert crying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Oh, C'mon kid. mommy needs a break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But, I managed to get them to my sisters without any huge set backs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I decided to bring them to her early before hubs got home from work. I figured it would make the whole drop-off thing easier if it was done before he got home, and I thought it would easier to take the kids while it was still light out thinking my youngest would be less anxious about mommy leaving him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Can you say&amp;nbsp;separation&amp;nbsp;anxiety?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I did all of that. Arranged the date, arranged the sitter, showered and even shaved my legs!&lt;br /&gt;
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I got cute in jeans and a nice top. Add heels. Ok. This is good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dropped the kids off, and made sure hubs could shower and have a beer&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;relax&amp;nbsp;before&amp;nbsp;we went to dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now, I'm not gonna lie. My expectations were high. &lt;i&gt;Obviously, with all that work I put in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, off to dinner we went.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Enter romantic car conversation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hubs: Where do you want eat? (yawn)&lt;/div&gt;
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Me: I don't know? Wherever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hubs: Well, you tell me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Me: Honey, really. You pick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Oh, man. He's really sweeping me off my feet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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And dinner was nice. The food was great. We enjoyed getting out, but have you ever gone through the trouble to set up date night, and then it's sort of a dud of an evening?&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing bad happened. We had a nice time. But, no &lt;strike&gt;sex&lt;/strike&gt; fireworks. Ya know?&lt;/div&gt;
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I think my expectations were so high, I was destined to be&amp;nbsp;disappointed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sigh....&lt;/div&gt;
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We're an old married couple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The moral of this story?&lt;/div&gt;
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We need to go on dates more often!&lt;br /&gt;
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What do you do to make sure you and your sweetie get time together?&lt;br /&gt;
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