<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826</id><updated>2011-10-25T19:02:42.188-07:00</updated><category term='caregiver instructions'/><category term='health insurance'/><category term='inexpensive party'/><category term='ride-on toy'/><category term='gift idea'/><category term='kid birthday party'/><category term='trike'/><category term='medical care form'/><category term='medical release form'/><category term='scooters'/><title type='text'>Don't Know How Ya Do It</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog is dedicated to working moms whether you're working a full time job or taking care of the kids full time at home.  Multi-tasking, huh, we're way beyond that.  I'll try my best to post tips, silly stories and all those things other moms seem to "forget" to mention to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1176868631295893502</id><published>2011-08-24T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T18:07:24.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think I'll ever hear that again...???</title><content type='html'>My kiddos had their yearly check-ups recently. Every year the doctor asks the kids their favorite fruit and veggie- &lt;em&gt;to make sure they are actually eating them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter told the doctor her favorites were watermelon and carrots. &lt;em&gt;Sadly, I secretly hoped she had said blueberries and spinach- because my daughter eats them all the time and they are much more nutrient than the favs she mentioned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son said bananas and edamame&lt;em&gt; (not sure that soy beans are in the veggie category- but at least their green!) &lt;/em&gt;The doctor seemed pleased with the kids' eating habits, but still emphasized that they should limit the amount of sugary snacks and sweets they eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the doctor also talked at length about playing outdoors and to try keep TV and video games to a minimum of two hours a day. I already have even stricter limits on both of these digital demons- so I was thinking my kids are in pretty good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I picked up the kids from karate later that afternoon, I treated them to dollar sushi night and green tea ice cream for doing so well at the doctor and for starting back to school. &lt;em&gt;(And we usually go to dollar sushi night anyway-ssshhhh!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always make the kids share one scoop of ice cream, because it's about the size of a Ruby Red grapefruit.&lt;br /&gt;During the car ride on the way home from the restaurant-as if I wasn't even driving-my daughter told my son what a good mom I was for &lt;em&gt;"just giving them a little bit of ice cream"&lt;/em&gt; and my son added and&lt;em&gt; "only letting them play DS for 15 minutes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think I'll ever hear that again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, I'll bask in it until I hear "but just a little while longer-even the doctor said two hours" or "only one scoop?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1176868631295893502?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1176868631295893502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1176868631295893502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1176868631295893502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1176868631295893502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2011/08/think-ill-ever-hear-that-again.html' title='Think I&apos;ll ever hear that again...???'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4770769219353350206</id><published>2010-08-12T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:02:48.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, August 12, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you don't listen to your child at age 5, he/she won't listen to you at age 15...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught yourself &lt;em&gt;half-listening&lt;/em&gt; to your child? - mechanically nodding your head and repeating &lt;em&gt;"uh-huh"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take the time to &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; listen to your child and look him/her in the eyes. Making geniune contact with them NOW&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(regardless if your child is simply talking about his favorite Sponge Bob character), &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will allow for more open and honest communication LATER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(when the child is full of angst, raging hormones and no longer wants to share his favorite anything).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4770769219353350206?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4770769219353350206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4770769219353350206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4770769219353350206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4770769219353350206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/08/thoughtful-thursday-august-12-2010.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, August 12, 2010'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1284461729740526982</id><published>2010-08-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:00:55.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Recluse Spider Bite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGQyU3gRB0I/AAAAAAAAAr8/xJXzEECMafI/s1600/Dawsonspiderbite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504579978631644994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGQyU3gRB0I/AAAAAAAAAr8/xJXzEECMafI/s200/Dawsonspiderbite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spider bites are very serious. If you suspect your child has a spider bite, take him/her to the doctor as soon as possible. Do not try and lance or drain the bite before seeing a doctor- you can actually spread the poison this way and cause more tissue damage. Antibiotics are necessary to rid the infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see streaking (red lines running from the bite area) seek immediate medical attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been bitten by a brown recluse and recently my daughter suffered a bite from one of these poisonous spiders. Brown recluse bites have a trademark bull's eye pattern, typically burn or sting and are extremely painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGVaU5nRRkI/AAAAAAAAAsE/CjvaeTm93i4/s1600/Dawsonspiderbite2e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905434639713858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGVaU5nRRkI/AAAAAAAAAsE/CjvaeTm93i4/s200/Dawsonspiderbite2e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGVdO79dqQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/KPWyJl18fII/s1600/Dawsonspiderbite3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504908630725339394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGVdO79dqQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/KPWyJl18fII/s200/Dawsonspiderbite3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(after 4 days of antibiotics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGVadQpcGOI/AAAAAAAAAsM/L_0X-JjjSiA/s1600/Dawsonspiderbite3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1284461729740526982?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1284461729740526982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1284461729740526982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1284461729740526982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1284461729740526982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/08/brown-recluse-spider-bite.html' title='Brown Recluse Spider Bite'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TGQyU3gRB0I/AAAAAAAAAr8/xJXzEECMafI/s72-c/Dawsonspiderbite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2379510540761389819</id><published>2010-07-22T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:34:35.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, July 22, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't demand respect as a parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Demand civility and insist on honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But respect is something you must earn-with kids as well as with adults&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;William Attwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think as parents we demand respect because we are &lt;em&gt;the parent and the elder&lt;/em&gt;- but all too often we demand respect by raising our voices or other disrespectful behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we're not acting respectful-how can we possibly demand it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2379510540761389819?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2379510540761389819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2379510540761389819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2379510540761389819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2379510540761389819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughtful-thursday-july-22-2010.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, July 22, 2010'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8116785910312486585</id><published>2010-07-21T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T04:54:44.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Individual Cookie Cake</title><content type='html'>My daughter requested a cookie cake for her birthday and I had every intention to oblige her. But, alas the local grocery store was out of cookie cakes the day that I needed one. Having no time to run to the cookie cake place in the mall or to bake one -AND - &lt;em&gt;having some leftover chocolate chip cookies from Nanna&lt;/em&gt; - I improvised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TEgvKXetQbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/VeAjUXIsttw/s1600/July+2010+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496695200353698226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TEgvKXetQbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/VeAjUXIsttw/s320/July+2010+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chocolate chip cookies, chocolate icing &amp;amp; sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe some of the best and most creative ideas are born from a lack of pre-planning and tight budgets. But, given proper preparation-an individual cookie cake could be the next cup cake &lt;em&gt;cake&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;(with enough cookies to actually fill the platter or even better- a 3-tiered tray)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the adults raved about how simple and original the cookie cake was and most importantly my daughter and the kids loved it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8116785910312486585?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8116785910312486585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8116785910312486585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8116785910312486585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8116785910312486585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/07/individual-cookie-cake.html' title='Individual Cookie Cake'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TEgvKXetQbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/VeAjUXIsttw/s72-c/July+2010+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7845741922052678987</id><published>2010-07-15T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:00:45.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TD9SbtPxtPI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mx9oBRAjY-A/s1600/27522_110702222301534_9187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494200706371007730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TD9SbtPxtPI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mx9oBRAjY-A/s320/27522_110702222301534_9187_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my daughter was an extra in the new movie, Standing Ovation. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Her daddy is the Director of Photography)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It opens nationally July 16, 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the trailers and clips I've seen, Standing Ovation looks to be a fun, family film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be sure to go see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Through original songs and dance numbers, Standing Ovation delivers an optimistic tale of perseverance and passion that inspires the American dream in all of us. The film showcases a talented cast of kids as they learn the importance of friendship and family on a journey to fulfilling their dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five junior high friends form a singing group called "The 5 Ovations" to compete in a national kids music video competition for a prize of one million dollars. With limited funds and resources, these street smart kids use their wits, courage and passion to create spectacular song and dance numbers that compete with their arch rivals "The Wiggies", five rich, talented and unscrupulous sisters who, along with their nefarious parents, will stop at nothing to win the national competition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike most family films Standing Ovation features kids in all of its principal roles and tells its story through their optimistic eyes. From the adorable eight year old Alanna Wannabe who has more competitive ambition than Donald Trump, to Joei Badalucci who is as tough as any mafia don from her South Philly neighborhood the cast of Standing Ovation will make you laugh and cry as they unravel and rebuild their colorful lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filmed on location in Atlantic City, Philadelphia and New York this spectacular kids' musical captures the beauty of the eastern seaboard, its working class neighborhoods and the rich culture of its big cities. With 20 original songs, 5 classic tunes and 13 spectacular dance numbers featuring over 100 talented dancers, Standing Ovation is the biggest kids' musical of the year." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/standingovationmovie"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/standingovationmovie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7845741922052678987?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7845741922052678987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7845741922052678987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7845741922052678987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7845741922052678987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-my-daughter-was-extra-in-new-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/TD9SbtPxtPI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mx9oBRAjY-A/s72-c/27522_110702222301534_9187_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1037355048626376438</id><published>2010-07-15T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:11:16.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, July 15, 2010</title><content type='html'>NATURE KNOWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photon of light&lt;br /&gt;travels the path&lt;br /&gt;of least resistance&lt;br /&gt;(from the sun to the earth)&lt;br /&gt;to arrive at its destination.&lt;br /&gt;In physics, it's called&lt;br /&gt;the principle of least action.&lt;br /&gt;In human dynamics,&lt;br /&gt;it's called "making it easy&lt;br /&gt;for ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;Making something hard&lt;br /&gt;never makes it better&lt;br /&gt;...it just makes it hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Reprinted from Out-Smarting Your Karma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Barry Neil Kaufman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, don't ever think that taking the easy way is the "wrong" way or the "lazy" way to accomplish something.  Be satisfied knowing that the task was accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1037355048626376438?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1037355048626376438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1037355048626376438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1037355048626376438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1037355048626376438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/07/return-of-thoughtful-thursday-july-15.html' title='The Return of THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, July 15, 2010'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2486947406939713822</id><published>2010-05-09T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:32:29.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 ways to treat yourself on Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/0_17-ways-to-treat-yourself-on-mothers-day_1127813.bc?scid=milestone_email_sa_feature"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17 ways to treat yourself on Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would Mother's Day be without pampering and indulgences? Don't limit yourself to just one day of the year, though. Sure, you're running a household, taking care of your kids 'round the clock, and perhaps pulling down a paycheck. But don't forget to make time to take care of yourself, too. Some real-world ideas — from other time-starved moms — for indulging yourself on Mother's Day, or any day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A taped escape&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I never have time to read, and I really miss it. My library has a great selection of books on tape, and I've gotten a lot of 'reading' done while running errands, doing household chores, and even trying to fall asleep at night."—&lt;/em&gt; Nancy Pankey Colon, mother of Phillip, 6, Andrew, 4, and Eloise, 1, Monmouth Junction, N.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treat those tootsies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"I get a pedicure. It's a great time to read a book and let someone else rub my feet. Plus, my toes are ready for sandals now!"—&lt;/em&gt; Kay Kay Sharp, mother of Katie Beth, 11 months, Columbia, Tenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A "date" with a friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I send my daughter to her grandmother's for the day, and I go to a long, lazy lunch and a good movie with a friend. We get exactly what we want to eat, no matter what the price or the fat grams. We sometimes even have a couple of cocktails or dessert. Then we slip off to the movies, where we indulge in popcorn and Twizzlers."—&lt;/em&gt; Maribeth Langford, mother of Kate, 7 months, Lanett, Ala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls' night out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "I make plans with my childless college roommates to go out on the town and sleep over at their apartment in the city."—&lt;/em&gt; Melissa Nordstrom, mother of Nicholas, 17 months, Manalapan, N.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The clean team&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "I have a cleaning service come in once every two weeks. What those three ladies do in 90 minutes takes me three days! Now, I can spend weekends with my son instead of dusting, vacuuming, and scrubbing floors."—&lt;/em&gt; Shawn Gisi, mother of Jack Anthony, 11 months, Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day on your own&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Every Friday, I hire a babysitter for the day. It enables me to run errands and do small things for myself (like get a haircut or shop) without worrying about naps, moods, or feedings."&lt;/em&gt;— Dianna Cutler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saving memories &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm addicted to scrapbooking. During my free moments, I love to work on my scrapbook. It gives me a chance to reflect on my memories."—&lt;/em&gt; Beth Karmis, mother of Cameron, 9 months, Wheaton, Ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shop till you drop &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My cousin and I went on a 24-hour kid-free shopping spree — antiques, arts and crafts, and the new outlet mall in our area. Our husbands kept the kids, and we stayed at a bed-and-breakfast. Even though I called home every three hours, it was awesome trying on clothes in a dressing room that doesn't have to accommodate a double stroller, not stopping every few hours to feed the baby, and not lugging the diaper bag around."—&lt;/em&gt; Darla Ringer, mother of Ian, 2, and Peyton, 8 months, League City, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A spa retreat&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"My three sisters and I leave the children and husbands at home and head to a spa. We get an affordable package that includes a sauna, a mineral bath, and a massage. Then we head to our favorite diner for brunch. We have one rule, too: No complaining about work, husbands, or kids."&lt;/em&gt;— Karin Plumadore, mother of Mark, 6 months, Troy, N.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A movie matinee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Once a week, I go to a matinee that begins at my baby's nap time. During the previews, I nurse him in the dark, and he's usually asleep on my lap by the time the movie begins. Then I sit back and relax for an hour and a half."—&lt;/em&gt; Joanne Corrigan, mother of George, 11 months, Hastings-on-Hudson, N.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet dreams&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I take a hot bath, read a new magazine, and go to bed by 9 o'clock, letting my husband listen for the baby until 1:30 a.m. That way, I'm guaranteed a few hours of deep sleep."—&lt;/em&gt; Beth Bamberger, mother of Samuel Sebastian, 9 months, Russell, Pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice cream and must-see TV &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My husband and I have a ritual: Wednesday is TV and ice-cream night. We make an evening run to Dairy Queen, then I kick back to watch The West Wing with my hot fudge M &amp;amp; M-topped sundae."—&lt;/em&gt; Andrea M., mother of Joel, 5 months, Martinsburg, W.Va.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class act &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I take adult education courses at night that enable me to make things with my hands, which is very therapeutic for me. I took a woodworking class and made a huge, cherry-framed mirror which now adorns our wall, for instance, and I just finished a crochet class."—&lt;/em&gt; Leslie Zales, mother of Gracie, 1, Belmont, Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hotel away from home&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Once, when having two kids under the age of 2 got to be too much for me, I packed an overnight bag and went to a hotel. Uninterrupted, I read a magazine while listening to instrumental music on the radio, had a drink, took a long, hot shower, and got a full night's sleep. It was a little bit of heaven."—&lt;/em&gt; Barbara Torrey, mother of Shane, 2 1/2, Ashley, 15 months, Lincoln, Neb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee break &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I have a rough night or morning with the baby, I stop for an iced mocha on my way to work. It's my treat for when things get stressful."— Tricia PaulsenGo soak yourself"I fill my home pedicure tub with hot water and sit in the bathroom and read, all alone. No one else is allowed in until I'm done."—&lt;/em&gt; Stacy Charlesbois, mother of Nathalie, 9 months, Farmington Hills, Mich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tea time&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love to sneak away for tea at an elegant hotel. I get to valet park, sit down in a room with adults, and have someone wait on me for a change."—&lt;/em&gt; Mary Benson, mother of Brendan, 8 months, Fla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2486947406939713822?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2486947406939713822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2486947406939713822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2486947406939713822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2486947406939713822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/05/17-ways-to-treat-yourself-on-mothers.html' title='17 ways to treat yourself on Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3449443476554955943</id><published>2010-04-22T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:41:08.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 40th Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S9Bf7idYgaI/AAAAAAAAArk/PBo2csZAegY/s1600/earth-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462971824467378594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S9Bf7idYgaI/AAAAAAAAArk/PBo2csZAegY/s320/earth-day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate &lt;a href="http://www.earthday.org/"&gt;Earth Day&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;em&gt;everyday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3449443476554955943?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3449443476554955943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3449443476554955943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3449443476554955943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3449443476554955943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-40th-earth-day.html' title='HAPPY 40th Earth Day!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S9Bf7idYgaI/AAAAAAAAArk/PBo2csZAegY/s72-c/earth-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5812296742957504155</id><published>2010-04-02T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:36:01.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Autism Awareness Day!!! April 2, 2010</title><content type='html'>In honor of World Autism Awareness Day and my good friend Lynette Louise's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please check out her website at &lt;a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://www.lynettelouise.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.lynettelouise.com&lt;/a&gt; and buy one of her CD's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynette's intention is &lt;em&gt;"to enrich the world ... one autistic child at a time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003 Lynette Louise became the only professional from the Autism Treatment Center of America to be certified in two modalities: Option Process Mentor Counselor and Child Facilitator. Lynette has been practicing the Option Process since 1997 and working with autism since 1983, when she first began adopting children (four of whom were diagnosed on the Autism spectrum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having helped hundreds of adults and children with a combination of playroom, dialogue, and family dynamics counseling, in 2004 Lynette began using Neurofeedback as an additional therapeutic modality for healing the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formerly of The Brain Injury Therapy Clinic in Westlake where she worked closely with Dr. Burke chief scientist for EEG Spectrum, Lynette has successfully helped clients with Bipolar Disorder, Cerebral Palsy, Alzheimer's, Parkinson’s, Tourettes, Seizure Disorders ADHD, Depression, Addiction, Sensory Integration Dysfunction, and Traumatic Brain Injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to see videos that parents and friends have put up on you tube of Lynette working with their children you can click on the links below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5NofvYC9pxc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5NofvYC9pxc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_LrViU_O5E"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_LrViU_O5E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKYhA1sYXf4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKYhA1sYXf4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChaxliC8yNw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChaxliC8yNw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5812296742957504155?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5812296742957504155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5812296742957504155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5812296742957504155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5812296742957504155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/04/world-autism-awareness-day-april-2-2010.html' title='World Autism Awareness Day!!! April 2, 2010'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8222239486971444324</id><published>2010-03-29T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:05:11.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luby's Cafeteria 2 Combos for $20 and kids eat free with purchase of adult meal</title><content type='html'>For a limited time, select &lt;a href="http://www.lubys.com/"&gt;Luby's Cafeteria &lt;/a&gt;locations are offering a delicious deal with double the value. Every day after 3:30 p.m.,  select any two combos and fountain drinks for only $20. Combos include an entree -- ranging from Chicken Fried Steak to Pan Grilled Tilapia -- and a choice of two Luby's signature sides, bread/roll and a beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, every Saturday kids eat FREE with purchase of an adult meal.  This special works in conjuction with the 2 for $20 deal-so you get 4 meals &amp;amp; 4 drinks for only $20!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kids meals include a choice of entree, 2 sides, bread/roll, beverage and jello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The company is excited to offer such a tremendous value to our guests. Our combo line-up is full of variety, freshness and flavor and the portions, as always, are generous. Couples, friends, families and co-workers are invited to hurry in and enjoy the savings and taste of this offer,"&lt;/em&gt; said Chris Pappas, President and CEO of Luby's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8222239486971444324?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8222239486971444324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8222239486971444324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8222239486971444324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8222239486971444324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/03/lubys-cafeteria-2-combos-for-20-and.html' title='Luby&apos;s Cafeteria 2 Combos for $20 and kids eat free with purchase of adult meal'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7117011325225445599</id><published>2010-03-21T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:26:45.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learned how to wrangle my kids at the Houston Livestock Show &amp;amp; Rodeo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S6acpn7yDuI/AAAAAAAAArc/iFQqNvHoNyc/s1600-h/46101419374%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451216637886861026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S6acpn7yDuI/AAAAAAAAArc/iFQqNvHoNyc/s320/46101419374%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(free pics provided by Reliant Energy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7117011325225445599?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7117011325225445599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7117011325225445599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7117011325225445599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7117011325225445599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-learned-how-to-wrangle-my-kids-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S6acpn7yDuI/AAAAAAAAArc/iFQqNvHoNyc/s72-c/46101419374%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7096421329437502875</id><published>2010-03-18T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:22:43.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STATE OF MIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness exists&lt;br /&gt;either as a regret about the past&lt;br /&gt;or a worryabout the future.&lt;br /&gt;The cure: &lt;em&gt;be present&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reprinted from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.option.org/custom:online-store-and-library,single,406#karma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out-Smarting Your Karma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright ©1996 by Barry Neil Kaufman. All Rights Reserved. Published by Epic Century Publishers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7096421329437502875?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7096421329437502875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7096421329437502875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7096421329437502875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7096421329437502875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/03/state-of-mind-unhappiness-exists-either.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7520816587568869381</id><published>2010-03-16T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:38:14.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caregiver instructions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical release form'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical care form'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>My sister and brother-in-law offered to take my two kids camping for Spring Break-&lt;em&gt;along with their three kids!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and her husband are brave indeed and incredibly kind.  I am currently working on a big project as a contractor and taking vacation time is not easy or a good option financially.  Instead of getting a break from work-I am getting a break from the kiddos. And I miss them terribly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realized that I did not follow my own advise.  I usually send a signed &amp;amp; notarized letter stating that I give permission to whomever is watching my kids to allow medical aid in case of an emergency.  It's especially important to provide such a letter to alternate caregivers when your children are in another town.&lt;br /&gt;I also include my health insurance information in the letter and an extra insurance card.  &lt;em&gt;It's easy to order backup cards online.&lt;/em&gt;  The letter doesn't necessarily have to be notarized-but it does give the document more merit. Below is a sample of how the letter reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To Whom It May Concern:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I, ______________, mother/father of __________________________________ grant ________________________________________________permission to provide medical care and make medical care decisions for my children in my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Insurance:                                              Doctor Info:&lt;br /&gt;ID No.:&lt;br /&gt;Group No.:                                         &lt;br /&gt;Claims Phone No.:&lt;br /&gt;Child's SS No.:&lt;br /&gt;Child’s SS No.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATE OF _____________       §&lt;br /&gt;                                                            §&lt;br /&gt;COUNTY OF ____________      §&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            BEFORE ME, the undersigned Notary Public, on this day personally appeared ________________________, known to me to be the person whose name is subscribed to the foregoing instrument, and acknowledged to me that she/he executed the same for the purposes and consideration therein expressed.&lt;br /&gt;GIVEN under my hand and seal of office this ____ day of _____, 20__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               ______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;                 Notary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is very familiar with my kids &lt;em&gt;and being family and all&lt;/em&gt;-she already knows my emergency contacts in case she couldn't get a hold of me-but I have provided a document with the following helpful information/instructions to babysitters less familiar with my kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Address:&lt;br /&gt;Phone:&lt;br /&gt;Nearest intersection:&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;Medication&lt;br /&gt;Daily:&lt;br /&gt;With meals:&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime:&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;In an Emergency&lt;br /&gt;　Call 911 or:&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Phone:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Daytime phone:&lt;br /&gt;Evening phone:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Daytime phone:&lt;br /&gt;Evening phone:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Phone:&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;Additional Information&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7520816587568869381?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7520816587568869381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7520816587568869381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7520816587568869381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7520816587568869381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2557182876033073926</id><published>2010-02-11T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:37:53.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, February 11, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You felt so good in it; no bigger than a minute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it amazes me you're changin' with every blink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faster than a flower blooms, they grow up all too soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let them be little,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause they're only that way for a while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give 'em hope, give them praise,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give them love every day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let 'em sleep in the middle,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, but let them be little." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Billy Dean, &lt;a href="http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/dean-billy/let-them-be-little-14067.html"&gt;Let Them Be Little Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2557182876033073926?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2557182876033073926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2557182876033073926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2557182876033073926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2557182876033073926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughtful-thursday-february-11-2010.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, February 11, 2010'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5257035432924087949</id><published>2010-02-09T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:48:18.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Delivery Time Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Q0DYo-wuI/AAAAAAAAArU/rCS4qZ39cpI/s1600-h/timeline5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437027882901619426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Q0DYo-wuI/AAAAAAAAArU/rCS4qZ39cpI/s200/timeline5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I learned the hard way to now &lt;em&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/em&gt; check my child's backpack for her take-home folder on Friday instead of waiting until Sunday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I didn't check my daughter's take-home folder until late Sunday night when I was preparing her lunch for the next day. Inside I found a sheet of paper describing a social studies project that was due Tuesday morning. We &lt;em&gt;would&lt;/em&gt; have had the entire weekend to complete the project had I opened my daughter's backpack on Friday when she returned home from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coulda, woulda, shoulda...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The social studies project my daughter needed to create was a time line of photos depicting her life from birth to present including dates, places and special memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had plenty of pictures from my daughter's birth to about 4-years-old, but very few current pics as most of my photos are online these days. Luckily, she did have some school portraits and even a sketched photo drawing from Chuck E. Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't have at the house was poster board-construction paper was too small and flimsy. I searched the garage and recycling for an unused box big enough to cut up for the base of the time line. I found an empty Red Baron pizza box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Qy305SBCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/KDqP2QyNhxo/s1600-h/timeline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026584816124962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Qy305SBCI/AAAAAAAAAq8/KDqP2QyNhxo/s200/timeline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was perfect! My daughter could cut the edges so it opened up like delivery pizza boxes. Plus, it folded up nicely for her to take to school without messing up the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out pretty good considering the time we had to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Qzg5Is-QI/AAAAAAAAArE/cHDpd76YKbg/s1600-h/timeline2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437027290329184514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Qzg5Is-QI/AAAAAAAAArE/cHDpd76YKbg/s200/timeline2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3QzpGSD_oI/AAAAAAAAArM/wi-FnSRwcAs/s1600-h/timeline4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437027431297056386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3QzpGSD_oI/AAAAAAAAArM/wi-FnSRwcAs/s200/timeline4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most importantly, my daughter enjoyed remembering the activities shown in her photos and putting the time line together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Next time my daughter needs something of this sort-we'll have more time to paint the box or cover it with colored paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5257035432924087949?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5257035432924087949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5257035432924087949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5257035432924087949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5257035432924087949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/02/special-delivery-time-line.html' title='Special Delivery Time Line'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/S3Q0DYo-wuI/AAAAAAAAArU/rCS4qZ39cpI/s72-c/timeline5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5313105652844674291</id><published>2010-02-04T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T06:54:57.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, Feb. 4, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ASSUMPTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have blind spots&lt;br /&gt;but no holes appear in our visual field.&lt;br /&gt;The brain fills in the spaces with the best guess&lt;br /&gt;as to what might actually be there.&lt;br /&gt;What we see is not really there.&lt;br /&gt;We do the same with our assumptions,&lt;br /&gt;believing we know what people think and feel&lt;br /&gt;without ever asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would happen&lt;br /&gt;if we asked? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Reprinted from Out-Smarting Your Karma Copyright ©1996 by Barry Neil Kaufman.&lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved. Published by Epic Century Publishers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       Remember what &lt;em&gt;ass-u-me&lt;/em&gt; means!           There are no stupid questions!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe assuming is the root cause of the misunderstandings and disagreements I'm involved with. Plus, asking questions is a great way to dialogue with your children! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asking&lt;/em&gt; them and then &lt;em&gt;listening&lt;/em&gt; to them gives your kids confidence and allows them to know that you care and that you value their thoughts, opinions and feelings!&lt;br /&gt;This works in all relationships too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5313105652844674291?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5313105652844674291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5313105652844674291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5313105652844674291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5313105652844674291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/02/return-of-thoughtful-thursday-feb-4.html' title='The Return of THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, Feb. 4, 2010'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2205903880999327064</id><published>2010-02-03T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:12:22.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Happy New Year and such...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know...it's been &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too long! 2009 has been one of those years and I'm allowing it to seep into 2010- well, no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much to post about 2009- starting with the separation from my husband.&lt;br /&gt;It's not an easy decision. And not one that I rushed into. I had been married for 11 years. Believe me, I tried to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;Some people question choosing your own happiness over the lives of your children, but you can't look at it that way. If you're not happy, then how is it possible to raise happy children? They follow by example.&lt;br /&gt;I do understand why so many couples stay together for the sake of the children and I myself did not come from a family of divorce. But, I didn't feel it was fair to anyone to continue to "go with the flow." I wanted more and I deserved more. Plus, my kids deserve the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;My kids are young and their dad was often travelling for work so in some aspects they are used to him being gone. For me, even when he was here-he really wasn't. The distance between us had nothing to do with travel.&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue how to approach the subject of divorce with my kids. All I knew is that I had to be honest. I explained to my kids that for reasons that had absolutely nothing to do them-their daddy and I would no longer be living together. My then 6-year-old daughter asked me if it was because we had been fighting. Her question proved yet another point. I didn't want my children experiencing that kind of negative relationship; especially when it was thought to have been expressed safely and quietly behind a closed door. I told my daughter that her daddy and I had tried to stay together and it wasn't working-that I was not happy. She told me she didn't like it and asked to play Wii. My son was 4 years old at the time and he had no response. He immediately went to playing a game with his sister. I still don't think he quite understands what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hopes of making the divorce as uncomplicated and cheap as possible-we agreed on a non-contested divorce. I ordered a non-contested divorce from &lt;a href="http://www.legalzoom.com/legal-divorce/divorce-overview.html"&gt;legalzoom.com&lt;/a&gt;. It was easy to fill out online and only cost $299.99. Unfortunately, living in two different states and not near enough two-way communication-I'm still not divorced. I highly recommend a lawyer if you can afford it or if you can find a lawyer who is willing to waive the retainer fee until the divorce is final. I've sent the final changes of the divorce paperwork to legalzoom and if it's signed and notarized expeditiously-it could finally be over in about 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more on this subject, legalzoom and the current man in my life!&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2205903880999327064?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2205903880999327064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2205903880999327064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2205903880999327064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2205903880999327064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2010/02/belated-happy-new-year-and-such.html' title='Belated Happy New Year and such...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1262786802031006010</id><published>2009-12-01T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:42:30.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SxXwCRbc8tI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MKz77wDHupI/s1600-h/ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SxXwCRbc8tI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MKz77wDHupI/s200/ornament.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410494449184469714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter created handmade ornaments for her grandparents this year with Christmas foam cut-outs. The ornaments were simple to make and they're adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can use cardstock or contruction paper with glitter, ribbon, etc. if you don't have foam cut-out kits. Foam cut-out kits can be found at any craftstore or megastore and even the dollar store!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added font to the picture below using Picasa 3 before having it printed (at walmart.com for 9-cents/each). It turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SxVD81F424I/AAAAAAAAAqs/jOS78eMO5hU/s1600/KemahXmasCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410305239678507906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SxVD81F424I/AAAAAAAAAqs/jOS78eMO5hU/s200/KemahXmasCard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1262786802031006010?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1262786802031006010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1262786802031006010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1262786802031006010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1262786802031006010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SxXwCRbc8tI/AAAAAAAAAq0/MKz77wDHupI/s72-c/ornament.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5583257723165370445</id><published>2009-11-19T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:30:18.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Eats...</title><content type='html'>I made &amp;amp; veggie tofu stir fry for dinner. My son only wanted plain tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cubed some tofu for him and toasted it in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son also asked for some "messketti" (spaghetti). I had some leftover so I heated it up for him. Then, my son requested a taco shell. I dug one out of the freezer and heated it up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed everything on his plate. My son said he was going to make a taco and proceeded to put the spaghetti in the shell and topped it with the tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate it all! &lt;em&gt;And all this time I thought he was such a picky eater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwXiuqaSB3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/-8F459q3Xy8/s1600/Aedan+taco2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405976219014530930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwXiuqaSB3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/-8F459q3Xy8/s200/Aedan+taco2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwXio_QTYLI/AAAAAAAAAqU/JZleF_jb1xw/s1600/Aedan+taco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405976121530605746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwXio_QTYLI/AAAAAAAAAqU/JZleF_jb1xw/s200/Aedan+taco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5583257723165370445?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5583257723165370445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5583257723165370445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5583257723165370445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5583257723165370445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/11/strange-eats.html' title='Strange Eats...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwXiuqaSB3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/-8F459q3Xy8/s72-c/Aedan+taco2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6201630848525347637</id><published>2009-11-19T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:02:18.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, November 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE GIVER GETS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"In order to love someone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we have to fill ourselves with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loving others is not a selfless sacrifice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but a fulfilling of who we are and what we want." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reprinted from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.option.org/custom:online-store-and-library,single,406#karma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out-Smarting Your Karma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Copyright ©1996 by Barry Neil Kaufman. All Rights Reserved. Published by Epic Century Publishers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6201630848525347637?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6201630848525347637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6201630848525347637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6201630848525347637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6201630848525347637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/11/thoughtful-thursday-november-19-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, November 19, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4957628659510609895</id><published>2009-11-16T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:22:14.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borders Books Holiday Events 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwFs1BJMAfI/AAAAAAAAAqM/E85RpX2pwe0/s1600/polarexpress_storelocator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404720685917143538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwFs1BJMAfI/AAAAAAAAAqM/E85RpX2pwe0/s200/polarexpress_storelocator.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate the season at Borders!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Polar Express Pajama &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/EventView?city=&amp;amp;state=&amp;amp;zipCode=&amp;amp;within=&amp;amp;all_stores=&amp;amp;selectedStoreId=12107&amp;amp;eventId=322725&amp;amp;"&gt;Storytime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 05, 2009 11:00 AM*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/LocatorView?cmpid=SA_20091113"&gt;*check your local Borders for participation, exact dates &amp;amp; times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are not complete without a classic retelling of &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=0395389496"&gt;The Polar Express by Chris Van Allsburg&lt;/a&gt;. Join us for a special pajama party complete with games, stories, bells and more! Activities will vary by store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/EventView?city=&amp;amp;state=&amp;amp;zipCode=&amp;amp;within=&amp;amp;all_stores=&amp;amp;selectedStoreId=12107&amp;amp;eventId=323295&amp;amp;"&gt;Grinchfest!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebrate the holidays with Dr. Seuss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 05, 2009 11:00 AM*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/LocatorView?cmpid=SA_20091113"&gt;*check your local Borders for participation, exact dates &amp;amp; times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate the season with classic holiday stories including &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=0394900790"&gt;How the Grinch Stole Christmas &lt;/a&gt;and others. Make a fun holiday craft and share your holiday wishes with us. Fun for the whole family. NOTE: this is NOT a costume character event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebrate the Holiday Season with Beckett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beckett the Bear Holiday &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/EventView?city=&amp;amp;state=&amp;amp;zipCode=&amp;amp;within=&amp;amp;all_stores=&amp;amp;selectedStoreId=12107&amp;amp;eventId=323840&amp;amp;"&gt;Storytime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 12, 2009 11:00 AM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/LocatorView?cmpid=SA_20091113"&gt;*check your local Borders for participation, exact dates &amp;amp; times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate the holidays with &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=1589250907"&gt;Beckett&lt;/a&gt; and Borders and don't forget to donate a book to our Holiday Book Drive partners. Give the gift of reading this holiday season! NOTE: This is NOT a costume character event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4957628659510609895?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4957628659510609895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4957628659510609895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4957628659510609895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4957628659510609895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/11/borders-books-holiday-events-2009.html' title='Borders Books Holiday Events 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SwFs1BJMAfI/AAAAAAAAAqM/E85RpX2pwe0/s72-c/polarexpress_storelocator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6927535160807047627</id><published>2009-11-12T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:06:21.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, November 12, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"In a houseful of 'kids' and pets, you can start out having a bad day, but you keep getting detoured." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Robert Brault&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How true-if we choose not to let ourselves get angry &amp;amp;/or frustrated-so many situations within the family unit can simply be silly and send us in another direction.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess the quote can also be interpreted to mean that are day is full of so many duties we don't have time to have a bad day.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm going to try and remember to see the sillier side of life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6927535160807047627?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6927535160807047627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6927535160807047627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6927535160807047627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6927535160807047627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/11/thoughtful-thursday-november-12-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, November 12, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1024132727486830903</id><published>2009-11-10T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:59:39.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sock Monsters &amp; how to make them!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SvyS8BKkq-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/JbmVy07qqv4/s1600-h/SideBarMonsters03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SvyS8BKkq-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/JbmVy07qqv4/s200/SideBarMonsters03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403355212740340706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jill in California sent this link to me.  I think these lil' sock monsters are great handmade silliness!  It looks a bit complicated, but I've been informed otherwise.  I can't wait to create some with my kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monster-munch.com/how-to-make-a-sock-monster/"&gt;HOW TO MAKE SOCK MONSTERS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SvyS0_kwPgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9CLLMts8H3g/s1600-h/HowToMakeASockMonster_ByNicky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SvyS0_kwPgI/AAAAAAAAAp8/9CLLMts8H3g/s320/HowToMakeASockMonster_ByNicky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403355092054195714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1024132727486830903?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1024132727486830903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1024132727486830903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1024132727486830903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1024132727486830903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/11/sock-monsters-how-to-make-them.html' title='Sock Monsters &amp; how to make them!!!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SvyS8BKkq-I/AAAAAAAAAqE/JbmVy07qqv4/s72-c/SideBarMonsters03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6203542111911848811</id><published>2009-10-30T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:18:46.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go Trick or Krogering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusNWNhtdI/AAAAAAAAApk/4cfrwfKrTkI/s1600-h/krogering2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusNWNhtdI/AAAAAAAAApk/4cfrwfKrTkI/s200/krogering2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398597923634263506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my neighborhood Signature Kroger grocery store because they do have the best prices near me, the staff is very friendly, and the store is always clean.  Plus, the store hosts seasonal events for the community.&lt;br /&gt;I took the kids trick or treating at Kroger's.  Each department at the store had a treat for the kiddos-even a cookie making station at the bakery and coloring contest at the pharmacy. The kids loved it and it was a fun and safe environment.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU KROGERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusTra5GYI/AAAAAAAAAps/bnZC8XAxTsY/s1600-h/krogering3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusTra5GYI/AAAAAAAAAps/bnZC8XAxTsY/s200/krogering3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398598032406681986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusbOBqRmI/AAAAAAAAAp0/j-JU0TyBB8E/s1600-h/krogering4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusbOBqRmI/AAAAAAAAAp0/j-JU0TyBB8E/s200/krogering4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398598161955178082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6203542111911848811?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6203542111911848811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6203542111911848811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6203542111911848811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6203542111911848811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-go-trick-or-krogering.html' title='Let&apos;s go Trick or Krogering...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SuusNWNhtdI/AAAAAAAAApk/4cfrwfKrTkI/s72-c/krogering2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7976083371086626435</id><published>2009-10-29T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:03:35.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, October 29, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMPLIFICATION &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By giving away&lt;br /&gt;what we want most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(love, money, gratitude),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we create a&lt;br /&gt;greater abundance of&lt;br /&gt;the very commodity&lt;br /&gt;we seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What goes around&lt;br /&gt;comes around. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reprinted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.option.org/custom:online-store-and-library,single,406#karma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out-Smarting Your Karma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Copyright ©1996 by Barry Neil Kaufman. All Rights Reserved. Published by Epic Century Publishers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7976083371086626435?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7976083371086626435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7976083371086626435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7976083371086626435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7976083371086626435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/thoughtful-thursday-october-29-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, October 29, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1876790856592933691</id><published>2009-10-29T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:51:11.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what's in a flu shot?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;reprinted from &lt;a href="http://drbenkim.com/flu-shot-ingredients-dangers.htm"&gt;Dr. Ben Kim.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Each year, just as multiple reminders on the need for and efficacy of getting a flu shot hit the news wires, I start receiving a steady stream of e-mails from readers, all asking the same basic question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Should I get a flu shot?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My answer is an unequivocal no. I never recommend getting a flu shot. Based on everything that I know about flu shots, I think it's pretty clear that their main effect is to tax and possibly weaken one's immune system. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I highlight my main reasons for saying no to flu shots, please have a look at the following skit by the Royal Canadian Air Farce - it's quite the humorous look at the main ingredients that go into flu shots, and how little the general public knows about what's being injected into their bloodstreams: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWfCnjnShnM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWfCnjnShnM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of reasons why I feel that flu shots should be avoided, and almost all of them are related to the ingredients mentioned in this video.&lt;br /&gt;But here's the most glaring reason: One in a million people who get the flu shot develops a neurological disease called Guillain-Barré Syndrome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guillain-Barré syndrome tends to develop without notice, and is marked by extreme muscle weakness and other symptoms related to nerve dysfunction. I once provided ongoing chiropractic treatments to a professional athlete who had to retire early because he developed Guillain-Barré Syndrome, so I know firsthand how debilitating this condition can be.&lt;br /&gt;And let's not miss an obvious point: if one in a million people who get the flu shot can develop a devastating neurological condition, how many others who get the flu shot suffer from a number of uncomfortable symptoms that are never properly or accurately diagnosed? It's just not realistic to think that the ingredients in a flu shot can cause severe neurological damage in a small percentage of the population while leaving everyone else completely uninjured.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, even if the odds were one in 300 million, I would still say no to getting a flu shot - why take any risk of creating serious damage to my body? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best defense against the flu and the common cold is to live healthfully every day. And if we do develop the flu or a cold, if we give our bodies time to rest and heal, we can cleanse ourselves of our weakest cells. For more information on this topic, please feel free to view the following articles: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://drbenkim.com/cold-flu-difference-health.html"&gt;What Most Doctors Won't Tell You About Colds and Flus&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://drbenkim.com/articles-flu.html"&gt;Why I Never Get Flu Shots or Snorts, by Chet Day&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any family members or friends who continue to believe in and get flu shots, please share this article with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum - October 2009&lt;br /&gt;My approach to avoiding the H1N1 flu is no different than my approach to avoiding illness in general.&lt;br /&gt;I wash my hands with regular soap and water whenever I use a public restroom and every time I return home.&lt;br /&gt;I try to get enough sleep so that I'm not tired during the day.&lt;br /&gt;I try to avoid highly processed foods, especially those that are rich in sugar and deep-fried components.&lt;br /&gt;I eat mainly nutrient-dense vegetables, fruits, legumes, and whole grains.&lt;br /&gt;I eat cultured foods like kim chi for natural probiotics. I take probiotics, sometimes a stand-alone, and every day in our green food powder.&lt;br /&gt;I take a handful of other whole food supplements that ensure optimal ongoing nourishment of all of my organ systems.&lt;br /&gt;I play tennis or some other sport that makes me sweat and have fun a few times a week.&lt;br /&gt;I have never received a flu shot and don't plan on getting one. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I have to say about the H1N1 flu and vaccine. Hope these thoughts are helpful in some way." -&lt;em&gt;Dr. Ben Kim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1876790856592933691?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1876790856592933691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1876790856592933691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1876790856592933691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1876790856592933691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-know-whats-in-flu-shot.html' title='Do you know what&apos;s in a flu shot?'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6659986137703941639</id><published>2009-10-27T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:55:48.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carveless Pumpkins for Halloween</title><content type='html'>In the midst of last minute decorations and preparations for an early Halloween party we hosted-we forgot to carve the pumpkins! No worries though-painted pumpkins are just as amazing!  My daughter painted one pumpkin with just glow paint and we placed it under a blacklight.  My daughter and her cousin also designed some pumpkin faces with simple black Sharpies. They're not fancy, but the kids enjoyed making them and they looked great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunMAhNl9gI/AAAAAAAAApM/YW-JpmdmmAo/s1600-h/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunMAhNl9gI/AAAAAAAAApM/YW-JpmdmmAo/s200/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398069937667700226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunLvSTnUiI/AAAAAAAAApE/2oP2UXaRmr8/s1600-h/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunLvSTnUiI/AAAAAAAAApE/2oP2UXaRmr8/s200/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398069641608647202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunLLYbeN9I/AAAAAAAAAos/drLmQyWk1D4/s1600-h/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunLLYbeN9I/AAAAAAAAAos/drLmQyWk1D4/s200/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398069024776927186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost pumpkins from parents.com&lt;br /&gt;Little ghost-face lanterns lend a ghoulish glimmer to the mantel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunJuhRPEaI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jKyiJHimHs8/s1600-h/ss_101260642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunJuhRPEaI/AAAAAAAAAoc/jKyiJHimHs8/s200/ss_101260642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398067429422076322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how: Hollow out pumpkins (see tips below), then paint each one, including stems, white. Use a grease pencil to draw three circles for the face, varying the shapes of the eyes and mouth on each to give the pumpkins personality. Carve out. Place a small votive inside pumpkins to illuminate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips&lt;br /&gt;* To remove grease pencil markings that are visible after carving, wipe with a little Goo Gone on a paper towel.&lt;br /&gt;* To Carve: Hollow the inside by cutting a 3-inch hole in the bottom with a serrated craft saw. Scoop out pulp and thin inside walls with a large spoon until shell is 1 inch thick.&lt;br /&gt;* The Paint: Acrylic paint (available at craft stores) comes in tubes and small bottles, dries quickly, and won't peel off. Always clean paintbrushes with water after every use because the paint quickly hardens on the brush tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunW76bhG7I/AAAAAAAAApc/peUhONooeMw/s1600-h/pumpkins-500x1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 66px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunW76bhG7I/AAAAAAAAApc/peUhONooeMw/s200/pumpkins-500x1500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398081953165548466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/halloween-index"&gt;MarthaStewart.com is full of Jack o' Latern ideas.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought this was the cutest lil' &lt;a href="http://www.glueguncrafts.com/2009/10/halloween_spider_ornament.cfm"&gt;spider decoration from glueguncrafts.com &lt;/a&gt;&amp; seems easy to make. &lt;em&gt;(Click link for instructions)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunWnOHaVkI/AAAAAAAAApU/JhU5kyMtuQk/s1600-h/spider-ornament.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunWnOHaVkI/AAAAAAAAApU/JhU5kyMtuQk/s200/spider-ornament.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398081597672674882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6659986137703941639?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6659986137703941639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6659986137703941639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6659986137703941639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6659986137703941639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/carveless-pumpkins-for-halloween.html' title='Carveless Pumpkins for Halloween'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SunMAhNl9gI/AAAAAAAAApM/YW-JpmdmmAo/s72-c/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6044680582309416931</id><published>2009-10-22T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:53:28.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, October 22, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://itakethevow.com/en-US/options"&gt;OPTIONS | I Take The Vow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 7, 2008, at 9:45 am, the 500 people attending the Alliance for a New Humanity Human Forum in Barcelona took a vow for non violence in their thoughts, speech and actions. Each person decided to ask other people in their lives to join them in taking the vow. The goal then became to create a global movement, which would mobilize 100 million people to make the same commitment. We, at the Alliance for a New Humanity believe that if a critical mass of people commit to this vow, the world would be transformed. If you are seriously committed to peace, join us in this global movement and take the vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepak Chopra&lt;br /&gt;President and Founder of the Alliance For A New Humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOW&lt;br /&gt;First, close your eyes and put your awareness in your heart. You can easily focus on someone you love, and feel that love building in your heart, when you feel full of love, ask your self honestly and seriously if you are willing to commit to a vow of nonviolence, in your speech, your thoughts and your actions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vow is a sacred commitment from which there is no going back.  It is like a child that is born, who cannot return to the womb.  By committing to the vow, you also agree to have at least two people in their  lives take the vow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you seriously committed to bringing about a world of peace, harmony, laughter and love by taking this vow and getting two people to join you?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6044680582309416931?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://itakethevow.com/en-US/options' title='Thoughtful Thursday, October 22, 2009'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6044680582309416931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6044680582309416931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6044680582309416931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6044680582309416931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/thoughtful-thursday-october-22-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, October 22, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8018718165170519223</id><published>2009-10-19T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:58:25.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you tell what time of year it is by my refrigerator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/StynuhiryII/AAAAAAAAAoU/4UatZ1JTJck/s1600-h/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/StynuhiryII/AAAAAAAAAoU/4UatZ1JTJck/s200/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394370871402678402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/StynmG1OUkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/QpHsgj7f8W4/s1600-h/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/StynmG1OUkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/QpHsgj7f8W4/s200/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394370726793728578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the mask my son made in pre-K.  The mask is a paper plate.  Crayons, stickers and a few feathers were used to decorate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8018718165170519223?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8018718165170519223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8018718165170519223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8018718165170519223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8018718165170519223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/can-you-tell-what-time-of-year-it-is-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/StynuhiryII/AAAAAAAAAoU/4UatZ1JTJck/s72-c/Halloween+Spooky+Hollow+Party+09+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2504954219472458713</id><published>2009-10-05T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:51:11.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free DVD Rental Code at Redbox, October 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://shar.es/14hj7&gt;Free DVD Rental Code at Redbox, October 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2504954219472458713?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2504954219472458713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2504954219472458713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2504954219472458713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2504954219472458713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-dvd-rental-code-at-redbox-october.html' title='Free DVD Rental Code at Redbox, October 5'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4202534133550056003</id><published>2009-09-07T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T06:54:25.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Recycling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My son's school saves all the construction paper scraps to use in other art &amp;amp; craft projects. (such as this abstract)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SsYFlxnVhPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rHQ-i_UGitg/s1600-h/Aedan+abstract+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388000150727001330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SsYFlxnVhPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rHQ-i_UGitg/s200/Aedan+abstract+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep my kids' paper scraps in a shoe box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a link to some great recycle ideas-&lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/home-organizing/new-uses-for-old-things/favorite-new-uses-00000000019718/index.html"&gt;50 All-Time Favorite New Uses for Old Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of &lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/"&gt;Realsimple.com's &lt;/a&gt;smartest ways to rethink common items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4202534133550056003?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4202534133550056003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4202534133550056003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4202534133550056003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4202534133550056003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-of-recycling.html' title='The Art of Recycling...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SsYFlxnVhPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rHQ-i_UGitg/s72-c/Aedan+abstract+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7737733687442326809</id><published>2009-09-03T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:47:04.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, September 3, 2009 - NEW TRAFFIC LAWS IN TEXAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many &lt;a href="http://www.txdps.state.tx.us/director_staff/public_information/pr081109.pdf"&gt;new traffic laws&lt;/a&gt; went into effect Septemeber 1, 2009 here in Texas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may want to check the current laws in your state...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seatbelts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB 537 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;requires all occupants of a vehicle, no matter their age, to be secured by a safety belt, no matter where they are seated in the vehicle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; changes the definition of a passenger vehicle to include a passenger van designed to transport 15 or fewer passengers including the driver; removes the current exemption for third-party Medicaid transportation provisions regarding the use of child passenger safety seats; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and prohibits a motorcycle operator from carrying a passenger under the age of 5 unless the child is seated in a sidecar attached to the motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB 61 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amends the existing statute regarding child passenger safety seats. The bill requires that any child younger than 8 years of age be restrained in an approved child passenger safety seat unless the child is at least 4 feet, 9 inches in height. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The fine is no more than $25 for a first offense and $250 for a second offense. The law also creates a new court cost for conviction of an offense under this section to be collected and used by TxDOT to buy safety seats for low income families. The law becomes effective on Sept. 1, 2009, but tickets for this offense cannot be issued until June 1, 2010. Police officers are allowed to issue a warning before that date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HB 55 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;makes it illegal to use a wireless communication device in a school zone unless the vehicle is stopped or a hands-free device is used.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cities or counties wanting to enforce this law must post a sign at the beginning of each school zone to inform drivers that using a wireless communications device is prohibited and the operator is subject to a fine. It is a defense to prosecution if the operator was making an emergency call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB 2730 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;increases the penalties for driving while intoxicated with a child passenger by adding an automatic driver license suspension period for first-time offenders and an increased suspension period for repeat offenders.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The driver license re-instatement fee for completing an education program will rise from $50 to $100. Closes a loophole so a person who commits an offense as a minor cannot circumvent the driver license penalty if the person turns 21 before their court date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Driver license:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HB 2730 requires that all applicants under the age of 18 take the driving skills exam to receive a driver license. The law also requires that a provisional driver license (under 18) or instruction permit expire on an individual’s 18th birthday, removes the requirement that a provisional driver license or instruction permit be renewed annually and increases the fee for those licenses from $5 to $15. It also extends the current phase-two restrictions for holders of a graduated driver license from 6 months to 1 year. These restrictions include limited night driving and limits the number of passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB 2730 and HB 339 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;restrict all drivers under the age of 18 from using a wireless communication device while operating a motor vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB 339 increases the total hours of behind-the-wheel driving instruction a teen receives from 14 to 34 after TEA develops criteria for curriculum. (Goes into effect May 1, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB 1317 creates a six-hour driver education course required for driver license applicants 18 years of age or older. It also mandates that applicants 25 or under must submit to an approved driver education course. (Goes into effect March 1, 2010.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7737733687442326809?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7737733687442326809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7737733687442326809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7737733687442326809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7737733687442326809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughtful-thursday-september-3-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, September 3, 2009 - NEW TRAFFIC LAWS IN TEXAS'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5120145395641237113</id><published>2009-08-27T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:09:45.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My daughter has been asking for a pet for the last two Christmases and birthdays. I've been putting it off because of the added responsibilities not only for the kids, but for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I decided if my daughter asked for a pet for her birthday that it was finally time to oblige her. Of course, she did in fact ask for a pet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She wanted a snake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have a 5-foot long, red-tailed boa-so it wasn't a huge surprise. And although I absolutely enjoyed owning a snake, I wasn't thrilled with the idea of taking care of another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, my kids were staying with my cousins one weekend and it just so happens they were taking care of a puppy in need of a home. The kids adored him and carried the puppy everywhere. It seemed that it was meant to be for us to have this puppy. I agreed to take the puppy and give him a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpWDIN71hII/AAAAAAAAAn0/tUqyzDphC90/s1600-h/IMG_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374345907539379330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpWDIN71hII/AAAAAAAAAn0/tUqyzDphC90/s200/IMG_1654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first few days were interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have company staying with me and they have a chihuahua. Unbeknownst to me, lil "Ay" is in heat. So day one of owning our first puppy became a lesson in the birds and the bees for my kiddos. The lesson came in the form of the mutt and the chihuahua. My son and daughter wanted to know what the dogs were doing. I explained that they were trying to make babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374348785291492674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpWFvuZZ_UI/AAAAAAAAAn8/uITh_CWB8bY/s200/dogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Remember- It's never too early to talk to your kids about sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson continued Day Two-though this was one lesson no one wants to learn. Before I could break up the two doggies from their folly, they literally became stuck together. Now, I've owned dogs before, but I've never seen anything like this-much less know how to end it! I was informed by my friend to &lt;em&gt;"water hose them down!" &lt;/em&gt;My first thought was&lt;em&gt; "really?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite tricky to carry the two dogs outside by the hose. I was a little frightened they might not have let me touch them. The look on their faces told me otherwise. They looked so helpless and pitiful-maybe even a bit embarrassed. I managed to carry the two outdoors and sprayed the "stuck" portion down with the water hose. The dogs didn't like it, but neither moved. Within a few minutes the dogs were free of each other. I'm glad to report that the "lessons" have ceased (at least for now)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5120145395641237113?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5120145395641237113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5120145395641237113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5120145395641237113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5120145395641237113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-daughter-has-been-asking-for-pet-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpWDIN71hII/AAAAAAAAAn0/tUqyzDphC90/s72-c/IMG_1654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8741763798768801452</id><published>2009-08-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:12:38.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Roadhouse -not just a good place to eat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVOIN-_bkI/AAAAAAAAAnc/q5iVv8vSoww/s1600-h/exterior_glow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374287633436339778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVOIN-_bkI/AAAAAAAAAnc/q5iVv8vSoww/s200/exterior_glow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think about a place to go out to eat, I've never thought to have dinner at a Texas Roadhouse. I've only eaten there three times and each time I was invited with a group while attending a conference for work. I've always thought the food was very tasty and reasonably priced, but just never think of going there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, my daughter attended a tour of a local Texas Roadhouse with her summer day care center. I couldn't understand why the center would choose a restaurant for a field trip. &lt;em&gt;Silly me! &lt;/em&gt;My daughter was so excited to tell me all about her tour of the Texas Roadhouse. She handed me a certificate of participation and a letter that read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It has been a pleasure to have your child come visit us for a fun learning experience at Texas Roadhouse, Friendswood. We've enjoyed feeding your child and showing him/her the 'ins and outs' of how a restaurant works at no charge to you. It's our desire to reach out to the community in any way we can. We hope you will come back with your child and visit us again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a lengendary day!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVPvpxoUhI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ATxQtDeWFeo/s1600-h/txrh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374289410423018002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVPvpxoUhI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ATxQtDeWFeo/s200/txrh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVQBYKjbuI/AAAAAAAAAns/pLWzFS6M3Gk/s1600-h/txrh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374289714933362402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVQBYKjbuI/AAAAAAAAAns/pLWzFS6M3Gk/s200/txrh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now granted, the restaurant is surely trying to get more business, but what a great way to do so. My daughter is still asking me when we're going to go eat at the Roadhouse. She has always liked to help out in the kitchen and now more than ever. I think the field trip was a wonderful learning experience for her. My daughter said her favorite part of the trip was helping make the homemade rolls-which each child received 4 rolls to take home. &lt;em&gt;Oh, and are they good! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's info on the field trip as described by the Texas Roadhouse website:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Texas Roadhouse Tours!&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a fun and exciting field trip idea for your school or day care? How about Texas Roadhouse! Bring your group in for an exciting learning experience with their teachers for a fun-filled field trip. The children tour the restaurant, learning the different aspects of how a restaurant works, learn to line dance, and “pound” some of our dough to make our delicious dinner rolls! They are also treated to lunch and are sent home with Official Roadhouse Roadies Certificates, a bag of peanuts, some of the rolls they helped make, and a free kid’s meal pass for their next visit with Mom and Dad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll be eating at the Roadhouse soon...and Kid's Night is every Tuesday-kids 12 and under eat free with purchase of adult meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;NOTICE:&lt;/strong&gt; this is a true roadhouse and peanut shells cover the floor-beware if your child has peanut allergies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8741763798768801452?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8741763798768801452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8741763798768801452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8741763798768801452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8741763798768801452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/08/texas-roadhouse-not-just-good-place-to.html' title='Texas Roadhouse -not just a good place to eat...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SpVOIN-_bkI/AAAAAAAAAnc/q5iVv8vSoww/s72-c/exterior_glow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3080352738149348893</id><published>2009-08-20T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:16:08.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, August 20, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/So1aiHldnPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ExwY7-tlw-M/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 109px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372049472721100018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/So1aiHldnPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ExwY7-tlw-M/s200/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earth911.com/"&gt;EARTH911.COM&lt;/a&gt; has a simple message:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;REDUCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;REUSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RECYCLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and REACT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://earth911.com/blog/2009/08/17/8-ways-to-green-childhood/?utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_source=Email%20marketing%20software&amp;amp;utm_content=464181117&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Earth911.com+Weekly+-+8%2f19+_+ktuiju&amp;amp;utm_term=8+Ways+to+Green+Childhood"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 Ways to Green Childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Posts by Michelle Talsma Everson" href="http://earth911.com/blog/author/meverson/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle Talsma Everson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is part of Earth911’s “Green Eight” series, where we showcase eight ways to green your life in various areas.&lt;br /&gt;So, you’ve embraced the green lifestyle and may even be a champion of it. Now you’re ready to share your new-found eco-knowledge with the world. What better place to start than at home, with your own children?&lt;br /&gt;After all, your kids are part of the next environmentally conscious generation, so why not get them started off on a green foot? No matter what age your youngsters are, it’s never too early (or too late!) to show them the green ropes and encourage an eco-friendly childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Use Fewer Diapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If your child isn’t potty trained, help save the environment one diaper at a time by using fewer disposable diapers. You can do this the old-fashioned way by solely using cloth diapers, which can be washed and reused, or you can use fewer disposable diapers in general by implementing Elimination Communication (EC).&lt;br /&gt;Also known as infant or baby potty training, EC involves training your baby to communicate with you when they need to go, so you can take them to the real toilet every now and then, thus reducing their dependency on disposable diapers. You’ll still use diapers – but you’ll use them less frequently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Encourage (and Practice) Green Eating Habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reduce the amount of packaging waste from pre-made foods by making meals at home, and turn family dinners into a chance to cook your favorite organic or fresh food recipes. If possible, make your &lt;a href="http://www.wholesomebabyfood.com/" jquery1250777033421="14"&gt;baby food from scratch&lt;/a&gt; – it’s healthier for baby and saves on excess waste from cardboard, glass, plastic and more. And if you’re really ambitious, consider starting a family garden. No matter its size, it will encourage your kids to appreciate their food and the earth it comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Use “Green Bucks”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For older children, the concept of “Green Bucks” helps teach them about two types of green: money and the environment. Similar to an allowance, Green Bucks are given to kids as a reward, but instead of being used on the latest toy, they represent a set amount of money that is donated in their name to an environmentally-friendly charity of their choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Explore The Great Outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To help them learn to appreciate nature, give your kids a chance to really explore it. Do some quick research to find out more about the environmental treasures in your local community, and take advantage of the chance to spend time as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Recycle Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Recycling is one of the most basic green living concepts. But you aren’t born knowing the ins and outs of this eco-habit, and the best place to learn it is at home. Make recycling a family project and get your kids involved. By making it fun using games and activities, your children will not only learn how and what to recycle, but it will become a lifelong habit. Check out the EPA’s &lt;a href="http://www.epa.gov/kids/game.htm" jquery1250777033421="15"&gt;Environmental Kids’ Club&lt;/a&gt; for recycling ideas, games and activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Buy Green Toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One of the best things about being a kid is, of course, toys! You know you’re going to give them a treat every now and then anyways, so why not buy your children environmentally friendly toys? Green toys come in all shapes and sizes, but without chemicals or additives. One place to start your hunt for the latest eco-friendly plaything is &lt;a href="http://www.ecotoytown.com/" jquery1250777033421="16"&gt;Eco Toy Town&lt;/a&gt;. Many department stores are also beginning to sell eco-friendly toys and organic baby products for even the littlest member of the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Earth-Friendly Reads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just like you read up about the latest eco-topics, it’s never too early to start reading &lt;a href="http://www.discoverlife.org/ed/gkb/" jquery1250777033421="17"&gt;green kids books&lt;/a&gt; to your young ones. Not only does it help develop their reading skills, but it can foster early awareness of the environment. For older kids, pass along your favorite green articles or Web sites – it will give you a lot to discuss and provide an opportunity to learn together as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Set an Example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Perhaps the most important tip for green parents is to teach by example. If you want your kids to learn to be good stewards of Mother Nature, let them see your green efforts in action! And, don’t forget to tell them when you’re being green – pointing out your own efforts will help remind them to be mindful of even the simplest eco-steps, from turning off lights to unplugging electronics when bed time rolls around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3080352738149348893?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3080352738149348893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3080352738149348893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3080352738149348893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3080352738149348893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughtful-thursday-august-20-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, August 20, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/So1aiHldnPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/ExwY7-tlw-M/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8987620102945032129</id><published>2009-07-29T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:50:43.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, July 30, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When You Thought I Wasn't Looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang up my first painting on the refrigerator, &lt;em&gt;and I wanted to paint another one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a stray cat, &lt;em&gt;and I thought it was good to be kind to animals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me, &lt;em&gt;and I knew that little things are special things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a prayer, &lt;em&gt;and I believed there is a God I could always talk to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I felt you kiss me goodnight,&lt;em&gt; and I felt loved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared, &lt;em&gt;and I wanted to be everything that I could be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you thought I wasn't looking, I LOOKED....&lt;em&gt;and wanted to say thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Thanks to Connie Back reposted from &lt;a href="http://www.heartquotes.net/Parenting.html"&gt;heartquotes.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8987620102945032129?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8987620102945032129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8987620102945032129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8987620102945032129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8987620102945032129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughtful-thursday-july-30-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, July 30, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3902677171814130555</id><published>2009-07-28T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:41:07.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SnClpCQoiRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xn2ae7TTFAw/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363969280598116626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SnClpCQoiRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xn2ae7TTFAw/s200/tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter even realizes how &lt;a href="http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-was-pointed-out-to-me-recently-that.html"&gt;bad TV&lt;/a&gt; is for her brain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called for her several times to come eat breakfast and she didn't so much as flinch. I finally shut off the TV to get her attention. She apologized and then said, &lt;em&gt;"The TV 'hizzmatized' me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3902677171814130555?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3902677171814130555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3902677171814130555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3902677171814130555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3902677171814130555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-daughter-even-realizes-how-bad-tv-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SnClpCQoiRI/AAAAAAAAAnM/xn2ae7TTFAw/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5361432735136453915</id><published>2009-07-10T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:42:28.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Cheap, Fun Family Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="acontent" class="article1"&gt; &lt;div id="abody" class="articlebody"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(reprinted from MSN) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I don't need to tell you that the economy stinks. A trip to Disneyland or to  the water park doesn't sound like such a great idea anymore after watching five  minutes of CNBC. That doesn't mean you can't have a great and memorable time  with the family -- it's just time to get back to basics. Here are 10 great ideas  for cheap family fun without leaving home." -&lt;cite&gt;By Craig Playstead&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Sleepover movie night.&lt;/strong&gt; Move all of your mattresses onto  the family room floor for an energetic and fun family sleepover night. The kids  will love it as you pop some corn, make root beer floats and watch a funny  movie. Nothing brings a family closer than sleeping together as you tell stories  and get away from video games, the computer and other distractions. We did this  over the holidays and the kids still talk about it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) The (enter your last name here) Family Olympics.&lt;/strong&gt; Now that  the weather is shaping up, take a weekend day and hold an Olympics just for your  family. Events can range from crab walks to walking with an egg on a spoon to  the infamous water balloon toss. A combination of individual and team events  will make everyone feel included. Use your imagination on this one -- the events  are limitless.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Top Chef Family Challenge.&lt;/strong&gt; Playing off the popular TV  show, this turns into a party. Invite 2-3 families over and have a cook off. One  thing to remember is that you need to set some ground rules so no one goes hog  wild and prepares grilled sea bass or filet mignon. At the very least, make each  family create one dish that has a $10-$15 limit. Have everyone taste the dish  and declare a winner. The best part? Potluck at the end.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Backwards day.&lt;/strong&gt; Take a day during the weekend and reverse  everything to create your own backwards day. Here are some good ideas: have  breakfast for dinner; put your clothes on backwards; watch a movie in the  morning and cartoons in the evening. Include the kids in the planning and enjoy  the ideas they come up with. Anything that is out of the norm will make for a  fun day and break the daily routine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Treasure hunts.&lt;/strong&gt; These can be as elaborate or as simple as  you wish. We started this when our kids were 3 and 4 and needed something to  keep them busy while my wife was working from home. Simply ask them to "find  something purple" and as soon as they find it and bring it back, request  something else. At the end, give them a treat or a little reward. To make it  more elaborate, give them a list of the things that you've hidden and let them  go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Eat like a pig.&lt;/strong&gt; Kids love a mess -- that's not debatable.  So break the rules one night this summer and have a dessert eating contest with  only one rule -- no hands. Your kids will think they have died and gone to  heaven. Any excuse to eat without silverware and be funny. This will be a blast  for everyone. It's even better if you can move the contest to the backyard and  hose everyone down when it's over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Have a themed dinner night.&lt;/strong&gt; One of the greatest tools we  have to bring a family together is the good ol' family dinner. Just tweak it a  bit. Make spaghetti, put on some Italian music, and have each member of the  family bring one fun fact about Italy. Cook an authentic dish from where your  family roots lie and let the kids learn their history. This is a great way to  get kids to try new foods, learn about other cultures, and have fun at the same  time. Get them involved in the cooking process to empower them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Have an outdoor food fight.&lt;/strong&gt; I made the mistake years ago  of telling my kids about a food fight that broke out in high school. Now they  ask me about it at least once a month. This isn't something I would do all the  time, but it shows that you can let your hair down, have a little fun, and not  take yourself so seriously. Just make sure you choose a food that is easy to  clean up, and doesn't hurt when you get hit by it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Make slime.&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing says fun to a kid like something  that's gross, oozing and slimy. Follow this recipe to make cheap and fun slime  to entertain your kids for hours. It's easy to make, and it's a fun science  experiment that will leave them playing for hours. This recipe was from a  preschool function we were at years ago -- and I have yet to find a kid that  doesn't love it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recipe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ½ cups of warm water&lt;br /&gt;2 cups white  glue&lt;br /&gt;Food coloring (any color)&lt;br /&gt;Mix in container #1&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3 cups of warm  water&lt;br /&gt;3 Tablespoons of Borax&lt;br /&gt;Mix in container #2&lt;br /&gt;Add container #1 to  container #2, but do NOT stir. Pull it from the bottom and work with hands until  all the liquid is gone (about 5-7 min.).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Family game night.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not talking about board games --  that's been done to death. If you're like me, you spend way too much time  telling your kids that they can't play Xbox (or Wii). Well, indulge them. See  what all the fuss is about, grab a controller and join in. Get the whole family  involved and play a fun, multiplayer game like Rock Band or Lego Star Wars. The  kids will be thrilled that not only are they playing video games, but they're  not at war with you while doing it -- and you'll wonder where the last two hours  went.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Craig Playstead is a freelance writer and happily married father of three  living in the suburbs of Seattle. He frequently writes about fatherhood and  anything else of interest to guys for MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Family Fun ideas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-life/family-fun-budget/staticslideshowrs.aspx?cp-documentid=20523319"&gt;29  Ways to Entertain Kids&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-life/family-fun-budget/staticslideshowdg.aspx?cp-documentid=19937413"&gt;Safe  Toys for Kids of All Ages&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-life/family-fun-budget/articlesc.aspx?cp-documentid=20383427"&gt;Camp  Stay-at-Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5361432735136453915?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-life/family-fun-budget/article.aspx?cp-documentid=20320296&amp;gt1=32033' title='10 Cheap, Fun Family Events'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5361432735136453915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5361432735136453915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5361432735136453915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5361432735136453915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-cheap-fun-family-events.html' title='10 Cheap, Fun Family Events'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6412220308338420613</id><published>2009-07-09T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:50:44.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, July 9, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Approach every 'problem' as an opportunity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Encourage the miraculous by believing in the 'impossible'." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Reprinted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.option.org/custom:online-store-and-library,single,406#karma" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out-Smarting Your Karma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Copyright ©1996 by Barry Neil Kaufman. All Rights Reserved. Published by Epic Century Publishers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just think how courageous and confident our kids can be if we set the example by using the above beliefs in our everyday lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6412220308338420613?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6412220308338420613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6412220308338420613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6412220308338420613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6412220308338420613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughtful-thursday-july-9-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, July 9, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3406320433240719142</id><published>2009-07-08T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:42:53.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Kid-friendly restaurants</title><content type='html'>I'm always on the hunt for good deals-especially when it comes to dining out with my kids.  Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.delish.com/cooking-shows/food-tv/kids-eat-free-restaurant-deals-a-z?GT1=47001"&gt;list&lt;/a&gt; I saw on &lt;a href="http://www.delish.com/"&gt;delish.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3406320433240719142?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3406320433240719142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3406320433240719142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3406320433240719142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3406320433240719142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/25-kid-friendly-restaurants.html' title='25 Kid-friendly restaurants'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7440291673101340099</id><published>2009-07-02T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:28:50.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughful Thursday, July 2, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Affirming words from moms and dads are like light switches. Speak a word of affirmation at the right moment in a child's life and it's like lighting up a whole roomful of possibilities&lt;/span&gt;." -- &lt;em&gt;Gary Smalley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7440291673101340099?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7440291673101340099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7440291673101340099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7440291673101340099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7440291673101340099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughful-thursday-july-2-2009.html' title='Thoughful Thursday, July 2, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1701262964320127746</id><published>2009-07-01T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:26:31.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-efc252344e7cb240" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defc252344e7cb240%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331086648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E09FF5EBE7F6DED166138902890F8D1CDEB6ACD.7ECADF68D437B529CCB9C4D4E46B327F91E9D433%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defc252344e7cb240%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQFdgcvNaCpf1cwbNPCOQhLnhl8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defc252344e7cb240%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331086648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E09FF5EBE7F6DED166138902890F8D1CDEB6ACD.7ECADF68D437B529CCB9C4D4E46B327F91E9D433%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defc252344e7cb240%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQFdgcvNaCpf1cwbNPCOQhLnhl8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My daughter's 7th birthday is July 5th.  I thought I'd share one of her many videos with everyone in her honor.  She is a very special kiddo.  She made this little video last Fall and thought the idea up all on her own.  She performed the same skit at her 1st Grade talent show the last week of school this year.  &lt;em&gt;(I couldn't post that clip because I was laughing so hard the video is too shakey)  &lt;/em&gt;I wish I had video of her teacher's reaction when she auditioned!  I sent my daughter to school that day with a pie tin and a can of whip cream-&lt;em&gt;gotta support your kids, right!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please Enjoy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1701262964320127746?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=efc252344e7cb240&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1701262964320127746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1701262964320127746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1701262964320127746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1701262964320127746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/07/silly.html' title='Silly...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1859860255063369626</id><published>2009-06-11T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:19:35.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BENDING THE RULES for Thoughtful Thursday June 11, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wondertime.go.com/learning/article/bending-the-rules.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Written By Lisa Olstein from Wondertime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, routines are the stuff of life, necessary for maintaining structure and sanity with children, but bending the rules can be wonderfully liberating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Instead of a wake-up call dictated by schedule, let dawn's first rays draw everyone out for a misty backyard safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Let go of the notion that picnics are for lunchtime: Take breakfast or dinner into the great wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Skip the raincoats: The next time it rains, pull out the bathing suits and let the kids get as wet as they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bring the outdoors in: Adorn walls, dressers, and bookcases with flowering tree branches (apple and cherry blossoms smell great).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Read a bedtime story under the starry night sky, flashlight in hand. Simply being outside in pj's is a thrill for kids, more so if you're in pj's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's worth a second read-repost from 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2007/04/bending-rules.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2007/04/bending-rules.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1859860255063369626?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1859860255063369626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1859860255063369626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1859860255063369626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1859860255063369626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/06/bending-rules-for-thoughtful-thursday.html' title='BENDING THE RULES for Thoughtful Thursday June 11, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1208347164606732762</id><published>2009-06-04T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:05:20.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, June 4, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SifUPRwBWoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/rGfiCKDbsP0/s1600-h/OutSmart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343472841826327170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SifUPRwBWoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/rGfiCKDbsP0/s200/OutSmart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MASQUERADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-eight percent&lt;br /&gt;of the atoms&lt;br /&gt;in our bodies&lt;br /&gt;are replaced&lt;br /&gt;each year in&lt;br /&gt;a continuous process&lt;br /&gt;of death and birth.&lt;br /&gt;Since we are born anew&lt;br /&gt;in every second,&lt;br /&gt;we can stop&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be fossils,&lt;br /&gt;as if our opinions&lt;br /&gt;and behaviors&lt;br /&gt;were carved in granite&lt;br /&gt;and not changeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Reprinted from Out-Smarting Your Karma Copyright ©1996 by Barry Neil Kaufman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've often caught myself saying that &lt;em&gt;"I've been this way for so long, it's hard to change."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The fact is, we're constantly changing-our thoughts, tastes, opinions and behaviors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If we &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to change, &lt;em&gt;we will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1208347164606732762?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1208347164606732762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1208347164606732762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1208347164606732762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1208347164606732762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/06/thoughtful-thursday-june-4-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, June 4, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SifUPRwBWoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/rGfiCKDbsP0/s72-c/OutSmart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3207347875966540218</id><published>2009-06-02T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:33.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SONIC FREE ROOT BEER FLOAT NIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiXZ_mRx1xI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RxqZDBkvpMk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiXZ_mRx1xI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RxqZDBkvpMk/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342916219575064338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, June 3, &lt;a href="http://www.sonicdrivein.com/prmtns/2009/frbf/index.html"&gt;SONIC&lt;/a&gt; will thank its customers with Free Float Night, giving away free 10 ounce Root Beer Floats from 8 pm until midnight &lt;em&gt;(at most participating restaurants).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3207347875966540218?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3207347875966540218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3207347875966540218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3207347875966540218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3207347875966540218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonic-free-root-beer-float-night.html' title='SONIC FREE ROOT BEER FLOAT NIGHT!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiXZ_mRx1xI/AAAAAAAAAm8/RxqZDBkvpMk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5839372402246462630</id><published>2009-06-01T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:12:54.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A booklet from my daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQXjhFNhLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ITMiXeUVMQo/s1600-h/booklet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342420956911338674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQXjhFNhLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ITMiXeUVMQo/s200/booklet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do what mom says"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQZI8p-aOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Az9rhYEwGS4/s1600-h/booklet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342422699480082658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQZI8p-aOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Az9rhYEwGS4/s200/booklet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I eat what mom cooks" &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQXtVBauuI/AAAAAAAAAms/NFDeE-YgVSE/s1600-h/booklet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342421125472893666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQXtVBauuI/AAAAAAAAAms/NFDeE-YgVSE/s200/booklet3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I listen to my mom"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, if it were only true 100% of the time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5839372402246462630?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5839372402246462630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5839372402246462630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5839372402246462630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5839372402246462630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/06/booklet-from-my-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SiQXjhFNhLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ITMiXeUVMQo/s72-c/booklet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7905563234964389109</id><published>2009-05-27T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:49:48.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER ACTIVITY IDEAS</title><content type='html'>1. FREE MOVIES: Many local theatres offer free family friendly movies once or twice a week. Call your local theatre. Also, many communities show free family movies outdoors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. THINK LIBRARY: It's not only cool, it's &lt;em&gt;air-conditioned&lt;/em&gt;! Most libraries hold summer reading programs. Libraries also have CD's and DVD's that can be checked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DAY TRIPS: Check out what is available within a short drive. Museums, aquariums, zoos, outdoor theatre and historical attractions can often be educational as well as fun!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1s90zgbhI/AAAAAAAAAl8/asuu0VpyqgI/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1s90zgbhI/AAAAAAAAAl8/asuu0VpyqgI/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1s90zgbhI/AAAAAAAAAl8/asuu0VpyqgI/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544542533774866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1s90zgbhI/AAAAAAAAAl8/asuu0VpyqgI/s200/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 4. CRAFTS: Many craft stores will offer special craft days for kids where kids can go in and create on a Saturday morning. Give the store a call or check their website for schedule information. Hardware stores also offer free how-to sessions for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. GARDEN: Let the kids have their own garden. Let them plant what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1ucLFvr5I/AAAAAAAAAmU/rKdyqYMon0s/s1600-h/Garden+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340546163423555474" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1ucLFvr5I/AAAAAAAAAmU/rKdyqYMon0s/s200/Garden+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. EXPLORE THE OUTDOORS: Hikes, bike rides, fishing, tubing, parks and swimming are all great summer activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1sBJUkk5I/AAAAAAAAAls/w7SQQZ5lE3U/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543500069147538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1sBJUkk5I/AAAAAAAAAls/w7SQQZ5lE3U/s200/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1sSY8tFHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sQRO_l1nggc/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340543796321784946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1sSY8tFHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sQRO_l1nggc/s200/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. CAMP: There are many camps that only last a week or two. The local YMCA is a great source for these. If a sleep away camp is not possible/affordable-do a family weekend camping trip or even backyard camping complete with s'mores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1t36ngc0I/AAAAAAAAAmM/hvDMSc7VgUQ/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340545540526469954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1t36ngc0I/AAAAAAAAAmM/hvDMSc7VgUQ/s200/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. INCLUDE THE NEIGHBORHOOD: Help the kids plan a neighborhood event. Ideas include a water baseball game, water balloon war, scavenger hunt, night flashlight hunting for frogs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. SPORTS &amp;amp; LESSONS: Summer is a good time to sign up for sports activities, music lessons and/or dance/gym/martial arts classes. Reward the kids with a trip to a minor league game or local dance recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. HOBBIES &amp;amp; COLLECTING: Support a hobby or collection interest or help start a new one. There are many hobby kits available for purchase or you can create your own. Learning to cook simple recipes, treasure hunting, flower/leaf pressing, collecting baseball cards, coins, or animal bones, etc.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1tKjOG95I/AAAAAAAAAmE/U5129aYV6m4/s1600-h/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544761151813522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1tKjOG95I/AAAAAAAAAmE/U5129aYV6m4/s200/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7905563234964389109?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7905563234964389109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7905563234964389109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7905563234964389109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7905563234964389109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-activity-ideas.html' title='SUMMER ACTIVITY IDEAS'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/Sh1s90zgbhI/AAAAAAAAAl8/asuu0VpyqgI/s72-c/Antioch+Farm+Camp+Out+Memorial+Weekend+2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4070664153813383132</id><published>2009-05-14T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:41:27.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, May 14, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A dear friend of mine sent this to me and it's a great read for Thoughtful Thursday--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Greatest Need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A few years ago, I was surprised by a longtime client of mine who, out of the blue, remarked that he felt that his life was a failure. His tone was reflective and melancholic, and I could tell that he had given a lot of thought to this feeling before sharing it with me.&lt;br /&gt;A retired, church-going real estate broker, he was in his 80's with two grown children and five grandchildren, all well educated and healthy. His wife of more than 60 years was still by his side, and he was financially secure in his retirement.&lt;br /&gt;So why did he feel like his life was a failure?&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't ignore the cold reality that no one deeply cared about him. He knew in his heart that even his wife and children didn't truly respect, trust, and love him. Sure, his family did what they had to do on special occasions, but the big elephant in the room was the undeniable truth that those closest to him didn't enjoy who he was.&lt;br /&gt;He easily talked about the importance of being loving, humble, forgiving, and compassionate. But several quiet and lonely years of retirement gave him enough time to realize that over the years, for the most part, he didn't really spend too much energy thinking about those around him.&lt;br /&gt;He cared mostly about his socioeconomic status, being respected as a highly educated man, having people treat him like he was someone special, and enjoying his hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to forget the sad, defeated look that was on this man's face as he voiced these thoughts. He realized quite late in his life that he had spent most of his adulthood focusing on things that ultimately left him feeling sad and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest that our greatest need in life is to feel cared about. We can give lip service to being independent of the opinions of others, but at the end of the day, my belief is that nothing fills us up like knowing - really knowing - that we have the respect and even reverence of those who we deeply love among our family members and friends.&lt;br /&gt;When we know that we have not earned the love of those we love, it's near impossible to experience an emotionally balanced life that has us accessing our best potential in many areas, including our health.&lt;br /&gt;Some might say that we should just be true to ourselves, and that authentic love is unconditional - that if our family members and those close to us don't love us because of our behavior, then those people should just bug off. I, too, would have said just this several years ago.&lt;br /&gt;But the older I get, the more I feel that there is very little unconditional love in our world. For the most part, the love that others feel for us is dependent on how we behave, more specifically, how we treat them.&lt;br /&gt;Put another way, how much we love others depends on how they behave, and how much others love us depends on how we behave. It's the &lt;a href="http://drbenkim.com/real-secret.htm" target="_new"&gt;law of reaping what we sow&lt;/a&gt; in action at a most basic level.&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional love does exist, as most parents can attest to. For example, if your own child purposefully hurts you or misbehaves in a big way, though it's possible to experience intense anger in the moment, love for your own child doesn't easily shatter and dissolve away.&lt;br /&gt;But with most people, love is fickle in that it's only as strong as the efforts that are exerted to be thoughtful and generous. And perhaps rightly so.&lt;br /&gt;What if you can identify with the retired real estate broker mentioned above? What if you feel some sadness in knowing that your behavior at times in the past has resulted in few people genuinely caring about you?&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged by just being aware of these realities (should they apply to you). Without awareness of how your behavior has shaped how others feel about you, it's near impossible to improve the quality of your most important relationships."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="View user profile." href="http://drbenkim.com/users/dr.-ben-kim"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Ben Kim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; on May 11, 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4070664153813383132?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4070664153813383132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4070664153813383132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4070664153813383132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4070664153813383132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/05/thoughtful-thursday-may-14-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, May 14, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1433213531285474347</id><published>2009-05-13T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:31:39.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Constipation as described by a 4-year-old</title><content type='html'>While enjoying a lovely evening and a tasty $5 steak at one of my favorite Clear Lake spots, my son loudly proclaims he needs &lt;em&gt;"to go poo poo."  &lt;/em&gt;I scanned the tables within ear-shot, gave them apologetic eyes, and promptly took my son to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;He told me no poo poo was coming as he patiently sat on the toilet.  He looked perplexed.  My son then looked up at me and said, &lt;em&gt;"Bum aches are not awesome."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(to which a couple of ladies in the restroom chuckled with agreement)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1433213531285474347?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1433213531285474347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1433213531285474347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1433213531285474347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1433213531285474347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/05/constipation-as-described-by-4-year-old.html' title='Constipation as described by a 4-year-old'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2778300066888561023</id><published>2009-05-07T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:41:31.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, May 7, 2009</title><content type='html'>Our thoughts should be about MOTHER'S and &lt;em&gt;MOTHER'S DAY&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Famous Tenneva Jordan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavour by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;- Inspirational sayings by Washington Irving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIFT IDEAS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gift Hampers and Baskets&lt;/strong&gt; When you wish to pamper your mothers with loads of gifts on the special occasion of Mothers Day, gift baskets make an excellent gift idea. And today you do not need to go shopping for all the goodies one by one as there are several attractive Mothers Day Gift Baskets available in any gift store around you. &lt;em&gt;I SUGGEST FILLING ONE WITH SOME OF YOUR MOM’S FAVORTIES-or theme gift baskets-such as all the fixin's for 17 bean soup, movie night, spa time, etc. One of the best and cheapest baskets I created was using sample perfume bottles I collected from all the perfume counters at Macy's!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Recipe Book&lt;/strong&gt;  A recipe book is perhaps one of the most adorable gift ideas to try this Mother's Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Mother's Day Gift Flowers&lt;/strong&gt; As flowers are one of the most popular Mother Day gift, florists come up with a huge range of Mothers Day Flower and Bouquet. Buy the beautiful flowers for mothers day. This would not just reflect your love for your mother but it would also show that you care for her likes and dislikes. Most Popular Flowers: Carnations, Daffodils, Roses, Tulips, Freesia, Pot chrysanthemums, Mixed bouquets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Perfume&lt;/strong&gt; - Perfumes along with flowers are an instant hit with the ladies of all age. Make sure to keep your mothers choice in mind while you shop for Mother Day Perfume. Think about what kind of fragrance she prefers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Free coupons&lt;/strong&gt;  Free gift coupons are a well tried gift idea, so pamper her with movie tickets or spa coupons. Gift certificates also form a good idea - let your mom decide what she wants and she can go on a shopping spree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Accessories&lt;/strong&gt; Watches and handbags. You may also gift her suitable folders and file-cabinets/caddies/organizing baskets, etc. to help her keep her items/papers in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;copies from:  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mothersdaypoems.info/index.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.mothersdaypoems.info/index.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2778300066888561023?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2778300066888561023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2778300066888561023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2778300066888561023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2778300066888561023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/05/thoughtful-thursday-may-7-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, May 7, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1007234515461420161</id><published>2009-04-24T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:52:20.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Read the Darnedest Things...</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, my kids and I were walking along the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kemah&lt;/span&gt; Boardwalk enjoying a beautiful, warm afternoon.  We watched as many boats cruised past the boardwalk. &lt;br /&gt;One of the boats was named &lt;em&gt;"G's Spot."&lt;/em&gt;  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apostrophe&lt;/span&gt; was a Gene &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Simmonsesque&lt;/span&gt;-cartoon- drawing of a mouth with the tongue sticking out.  I remember laughing to myself as I thought about the christening of the that boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my daughter looked up at me and asked, &lt;em&gt;"G-Spot? Does that boat say G-Spot?"  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bit my lower lip to retrain the laughter inside me. I scanned the crowd as I looked down at my daughter and replied, &lt;em&gt;"Yes. Good job reading, sweetheart." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I quickly changed the subject to lunch time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1007234515461420161?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1007234515461420161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1007234515461420161&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1007234515461420161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1007234515461420161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/kids-read-darnedest-things.html' title='Kids Read the Darnedest Things...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4320642679462036379</id><published>2009-04-23T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:45:41.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, April 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle."&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;em&gt;Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you, share with your children what you see and hear, listen-&lt;em&gt;really listen&lt;/em&gt;-to your children as they take in the world around them,  and appreciate all the miracles together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4320642679462036379?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4320642679462036379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4320642679462036379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4320642679462036379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4320642679462036379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughtful-thursday-april-23-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, April 23, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-914025957297607511</id><published>2009-04-22T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:04:24.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day April 22, 2009</title><content type='html'>Isn’t every day Earth Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 1970, this historic event motivated and energized people to take action and think differently about life on the planet. Now, with almost 39 Earth Day Celebrations under our belt, we think it’s time to up the ante and think about good ol’ Mother Earth each and every day (after all, we know she’d want that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve come up with 10 easy ways that you can do to make a difference today, tomorrow, and every day. Trust us, they are really painless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recycle: We just had to start with that! But this Earth Day, we double-dare you to take a good hard look at your trash. We trust you’ll fish out some recyclables in the mix (probably from others), but also remember E-Waste like cell phones, MP3’s and laptops can all be recycled and repurposed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freecycle: The above double-dare is sure to stir up some goodies that can be useful to those around us: clothes, books, electronics, furniture, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuse. Reuse. And did we mention Reuse? Products have life spans just like you and me. Leave behind paper plates, plastic forks and any other disposables. Reusable serve ware, portable mugs for that latte and a water jug for that necessary potable will lessen landfills and just make life taste better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallet Activism: Look for products made from recycled materials, natural ingredients and minimal / biodegradable packaging. By supporting eco-friendly companies your green supports the greater green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Park-It: Celebrate the beauty of spring with a walk when you could have driven. Carpool, take public transport, ride your bike. If you can’t do it every day, try once a week. When you do drive, make sure you pump up your tires so you can deflate your fill-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junk It: Putting the kibosh on junk mail and catalogues will save you time, save landfill space and save millions of trees (and probably make the post office happy too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bills. Bills. Bills. We won’t advise not paying ‘em, but we wholly support going paperless for your banking, bill paying and at the ATM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Life Locally: Support your local farmers while enjoying fresh produce and organically grown goodies. You can even try going veggie once or twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Y-E-S to CFL’s: You’ll save time, money and energy…but you may have to give up on the “How many ___________’s does it take to change a light bulb?” jokes because you’ll change them so infrequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the Word: Tell your friends how easy it is to shave off some carbon here, save some resources there and conserve a little energy here. And then they can tell their friends. And then they can tell their friends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re committed to finding clean, green ways of existing on this planet. These simple steps above can help you save the world, each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Earth Day to All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burt’s Bees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burt's Bees is proud to partner with RecycleBank this Earth Day. For more information on RecycleBank, please visit: www.RecycleBank.com/earthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-914025957297607511?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/914025957297607511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=914025957297607511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/914025957297607511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/914025957297607511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day-april-22-2009.html' title='Earth Day April 22, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8160029667578379584</id><published>2009-04-15T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:22:45.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Cent Scoop Night April 29, 2009 Baskin Robbins Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SeYJZqgddCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/gDdpueHmHQs/s1600-h/b87a5c15-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953945924006946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SeYJZqgddCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/gDdpueHmHQs/s400/b87a5c15-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SeYI3eSvUqI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Dc_2zbwd5OY/s1600-h/b87a5c15-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us for &lt;a href="http://www.baskinrobbins.com/Spotlight/31CentScoopNight.aspx?cid=369076&amp;amp;jid=14802245&amp;amp;mc=XX&amp;amp;eid=1191988&amp;amp;cmpid=email_ext_000018_1"&gt;31 Cent Scoop Night at Baskin-Robbins®&lt;/a&gt;and help us honor America’s firefighters with a $100,000 donation to the National Volunteer Fire Council (NVFC)National Junior Firefighter Program.&lt;br /&gt;Participating stores will reduce prices of small ice creamscoops to 31 cents*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some locations, you may also have an opportunity to make a donation to local fire charities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8160029667578379584?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8160029667578379584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8160029667578379584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8160029667578379584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8160029667578379584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/31-cent-scoop-night-april-29-2009.html' title='31 Cent Scoop Night April 29, 2009 Baskin Robbins Ice Cream'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SeYJZqgddCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/gDdpueHmHQs/s72-c/b87a5c15-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3798809056745289195</id><published>2009-04-09T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:19:18.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, April 9, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five simple rules to be HAPPY:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.  Free your heart from hatred - &lt;em&gt;Forgive&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.  Free your mind from worries - &lt;em&gt;Most never happen&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.  Live simply and appreciate what you have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Give more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.  Expect less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3798809056745289195?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3798809056745289195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3798809056745289195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3798809056745289195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3798809056745289195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughtful-thursday-april-9-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, April 9, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1938687430781197294</id><published>2009-04-06T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:23:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create the Coolest Colored Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SdpKSQ2OA9I/AAAAAAAAAlU/0oK5XZajKrg/s1600-h/Easter%20Eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321647587312141266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SdpKSQ2OA9I/AAAAAAAAAlU/0oK5XZajKrg/s200/Easter%2520Eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Tiffany sent me this link-and the Easter egg colors and designs are simple and amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Creating beautiful and colorful eggs is a rewarding and fun Easter activity for families to do together."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mccormick.com/Recipes/Other/Easter-Eggs.aspx"&gt;http://www.mccormick.com/Recipes/Other/Easter-Eggs.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EASTER EGGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 12 colored eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Prep Time: 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Cook Time: 25 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 dozen large eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mccormick.com/Products/Extracts-and-Food-Colors/Food-Colors/Assorted-Food-Colors-and-Egg-Dye.aspx"&gt;McCormick® Assorted Food Colors and Egg Dye&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.mccormick.com/Products/Extracts-and-Food-Colors/Food-Colors/Assorted-NEON-Food-Colors-and-Egg-Dye.aspx"&gt;McCormick® Assorted NEON! Food Colors and Egg Dye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gently place eggs in single layer in large saucepan. Add enough cold water to cover eggs by 1 inch. Cover. Bring just to boil on high heat. Remove from heat. Let stand 15 minutes. (Adjust time up or down by 3 minutes for each size larger or smaller.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pour off hot water and rapidly cool eggs by running them under cold water (or place in ice water) until completely cooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mix 1/2 cup boiling water, 1 teaspoon vinegar and 10 to 20 drops food color in a cup to achieve desired colors. Repeat for each color. Or, use our &lt;a href="http://www.mccormick.com/Products/Extracts-and-Food-Colors/FoodColors.aspx"&gt;Color Creator &lt;/a&gt;for more colors. Dip hard-cooked eggs in dye for about 5 minutes. Use a slotted spoon, wire egg holder or tongs to add and remove eggs from dye. Allow eggs to dry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIPS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decorating Ideas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two-toned eggs:&lt;/strong&gt; Dip top half of hard-cooked egg in 1 color and the bottom half in another. Or, dip each half of the egg in the dye for different lengths of time, creating different shades of the same color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Painted eggs:&lt;/strong&gt; Mix 20 drops food color and 1/2 teaspoon vinegar in small container. Paint hard-cooked eggs with a small paintbrush or cotton swab. Go wild with stripes, polka dots and zigzags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designed eggs:&lt;/strong&gt; Before dyeing, place rubber bands, stickers such as chicks, rabbits, flowers or other springtime favorites, or paper reinforcements on the eggs to create the design of choice. Once dry, remove the rubber bands, etc., to view the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personalized eggs:&lt;/strong&gt; Write initials, names or draw pictures on the egg with a white or light colored crayon before dyeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marbleized eggs:&lt;/strong&gt; Mix 1/4 cup boiling water, 1 teaspoon vinegar, 1/8 teaspoon oil and 4 to 8 drops food color in shallow bowl. Gently roll egg in the mixture for 30 seconds, or until the egg is the desired shade. Transfer the egg to a second color mixture, and repeat the process. Allow the egg to dry completely. Wipe away excess oil with a paper towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tie-dyed eggs:&lt;/strong&gt; Place several eggs in a colander in the kitchen sink. Splash eggs with vinegar. Drop yellow food color onto eggs. Gently shake the colander for a few seconds to help the color spread. Let stand 30 seconds. Repeat with 1 or 2 additional food colors. After the final stand time, lightly rinse eggs with water. Drain completely. Allow eggs to dry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1938687430781197294?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1938687430781197294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1938687430781197294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1938687430781197294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1938687430781197294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/create-coolest-colored-easter-eggs.html' title='Create the Coolest Colored Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SdpKSQ2OA9I/AAAAAAAAAlU/0oK5XZajKrg/s72-c/Easter%2520Eggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4553174063152604983</id><published>2009-04-06T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T06:36:22.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My son wants a baby...</title><content type='html'>My 4-year-0ld son and my six-year-old daughter were talking about babies.  They were playing with a few of my daughter's baby dolls.  She stated that some day she would have baby and placed the doll under her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son was very excited and exclaimed, &lt;em&gt;"I will have a baby in my tummy some day!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter told her lil' brother, &lt;em&gt;"You can't have babies."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son looked hurt and countered back, &lt;em&gt;"Yes, I can too have babies in my tummy!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sister teased, &lt;em&gt;"Only GIRLS can have babies!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son then cried &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; tears and asked me if he &lt;em&gt;"could have a baby too."  &lt;/em&gt;My son sobbed, as I explained that he couldn't have a baby, but he could help make a baby.  &lt;em&gt;It was sad and also, absolutely adorable...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4553174063152604983?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4553174063152604983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4553174063152604983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4553174063152604983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4553174063152604983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-son-wants-baby.html' title='My son wants a baby...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8789865253857787755</id><published>2009-04-02T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:58:18.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, APRIL 2, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I read the quote below which started, "If I had my child to raise over again..." and I changed the tense to read as something to strive for instead of reading as &lt;em&gt;coulda, shoulda, woulda...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll build self-esteem first and the house later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll finger paint more and point the finger less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll do less correcting and more connecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll take my eyes off my watch and watch with my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll care to know less and know to care more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll take more hikes and fly more kites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll stop playing serious and seriously play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll run through more fields and gaze at more stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll do more hugging and less tugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll see the oak tree in the acorn more often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll be firm less often and affirm much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I'll model less about the love of power And more about the power of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diane Loomans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8789865253857787755?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8789865253857787755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8789865253857787755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8789865253857787755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8789865253857787755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughtful-thursday-april-2-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, APRIL 2, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4946698095403799457</id><published>2009-03-27T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:40:22.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So that's how ya play tennis...</title><content type='html'>My mother-in-law asked if my daughter would be interested in attending tennis camp this summer.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my daughter if she would like to go and she said she wasn't very good. I explained to my daughter that the camp would teach her how to play tennis and that it would be fun. Apparently, I wasn't very convincing. My daughter simply said, &lt;em&gt;"Well, I dunno."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, my son made an attempt at convincing his sister to go to tennis camp.  He told her he knew how to play tennis and he could show her.  My son then pretended to swing a tennis racket and said, &lt;em&gt;"You push the 'A" button and then you just hit the ball and push the 'B' button..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's definitely a Wii-generation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4946698095403799457?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4946698095403799457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4946698095403799457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4946698095403799457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4946698095403799457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-thats-how-ya-play-tennis.html' title='So that&apos;s how ya play tennis...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-213371785313453650</id><published>2009-03-26T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:18:32.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, March 26, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/ScuqwnXp4WI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pD4Sn-NCKOY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317531537219641698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/ScuqwnXp4WI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pD4Sn-NCKOY/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's not only children who grow. Parents do too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are watching us to see what we do with ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't tell my children to reach for the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I can do is reach for it, myself."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;em&gt;Joyce Maynard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-213371785313453650?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/213371785313453650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=213371785313453650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/213371785313453650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/213371785313453650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughtful-thursday-march-26-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, March 26, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/ScuqwnXp4WI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pD4Sn-NCKOY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3579923550963390892</id><published>2009-03-18T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:37:47.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Thursday, March 18, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/ScFMe9iiGYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lVtfiTIKLEI/s1600-h/dsc01426to4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314613130073086338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/ScFMe9iiGYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lVtfiTIKLEI/s200/dsc01426to4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You don't really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around - and why his parents will always wave back." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~William D. Tammeus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're the best feelings in the world- to be noticed, cherished, adored, LOVED...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3579923550963390892?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3579923550963390892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3579923550963390892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3579923550963390892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3579923550963390892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughtful-thursday-march-18-2009.html' title='Thoughtful Thursday, March 18, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/ScFMe9iiGYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/lVtfiTIKLEI/s72-c/dsc01426to4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1695833043034399594</id><published>2009-03-12T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:10:53.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, March 12, 2009</title><content type='html'>THE ART OF LETTING GO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of letting go may seem easy at first, yet it is probably one of the most challenging lessons in a person's life. There are three categories of letting go: 1) physical, 2) psychological, and 3) spiritual. Even though these categories are interrelated, to simplify the process we will relate to them as separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all learned the difficulty of letting go of some material possession.  We had to let go of a house we really liked, clothes we just couldn't fit in anymore, a favorite object.  When we ended a relationship, we had to let go of the physical touch we were used to.  Big or small, letting go was not easy. At times, it left us feeling empty, lonely, and sad. Yet, we have also let go of unwanted pounds and let go of clutter, and we felt lifted by the experience. When we get close to the time our child joins us in our home, we experience the nesting instinct that instinctively makes us go around and rearrange our living quarters, letting go of the way things were around the house.  We are making room for our bundle of joy to join us and have her rightful place next to us.Throughout this book we have worked extensively at psychologically letting go of people, places, and things that no longer serve us.  The process, although a bit painful, has also turned out to be refreshing and renewing.  Logically, we understood the need we have to let go of anger, fear, rancor, and resentment, and we have learned the tools to check ourselves in our daily lives for evidence of those feelings resurfacing, so that we may understand them and bring love and compassion to them in order to exorcize them. When we allow ourselves to let go of our need to be perfect and we allow others the same privilege, we set ourselves up for success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letting go at the physical and psychological levels has given us freedom. After all, when we hold tightly to something, it becomes that which runs our lives more than the other way around.  I often heard successful people tell me that if we go to a job interview not "needing" the job, we are more likely to get it.  Needing the job, money, object, or person enslaves us to the erroneous concept that we cannot live without it.  On the other hand, when we enter any situation not needing it, we enter as a free individuals whose emotional state cannot be altered by that which is outside of them.  Dr. Beckweth once said, &lt;em&gt;"When you wake up in the morning, be a thermostat not a thermometer." &lt;/em&gt;What he meant was that a thermometer changes its state according to the outside influences, and a thermostat changes the environment that surrounds it by raising or lowering the temperature according to its programming.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a thermostat we decide what the circumstances will makes us feel instead of becoming a victim of them.Which brings us to letting go spiritually.  If the thermostat has been programmed only by us, it will have within it our human characteristics and personality.&lt;/strong&gt;  After all this work, we might certainly be better than we were, but by all means we still have a long way to go.  So why not let the Mastermind of the Divine do the programming.  This in essence is what the dictum Let go and let God really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpt from Chapter 10 (Painless Childbirth:An Empowering Journey Through Pregnancy and Birth - by Giuditta Tornetta)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1695833043034399594?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1695833043034399594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1695833043034399594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1695833043034399594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1695833043034399594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughtful-thursday-march-12-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, March 12, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6919262370055099849</id><published>2009-02-19T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:01:32.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, February 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I looked at my shirt, I said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Look how dirty this is." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friend, &lt;a href="http://lynettelouise.com/Home.html"&gt;Lynette&lt;/a&gt; assured me, &lt;em&gt;"It only shows you how much fun you had with your kids today!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the quote on my home page-but it should be paid more attention to- because it tells us to not take everything too seriously.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things, events &lt;em&gt;(especially involving kids)&lt;/em&gt; are not always going to go as planned.  You have to learn to accept it and even enjoy it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;which reminds me of one of my favorite quotes:  &lt;em&gt;"A truly happy person can enjoy the scenery on a detour."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6919262370055099849?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6919262370055099849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6919262370055099849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6919262370055099849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6919262370055099849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughtful-thursday-february-19-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, February 19, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-563192596932576421</id><published>2009-02-17T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:31:26.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKID MARKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZrkjCNi-GI/AAAAAAAAAk8/0CgMTC-hKG0/s1600-h/DryerSideView.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303802801722423394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZrkjCNi-GI/AAAAAAAAAk8/0CgMTC-hKG0/s200/DryerSideView.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm usually quite diligent when it comes to laundry-&lt;em&gt;specifically&lt;/em&gt;-making sure the socks aren't all balled up before going in the washer, checking clothes for stains, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, apparently while in a rush to wash a load of clothes last night, I missed a rogue turd that must have been hiding in a pair of my son's underwear. It was a sly nugget too-as I missed it going in the washer and &lt;em&gt;the dryer&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't until the dryer buzzer sounded that I discovered the evidence left by the sneaky piece of poo-evidence in the form of skid marks which soiled the white drum roller of the dryer. Oh, and the &lt;em&gt;stench&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful for Mr. Clean Magic Erasers and Lysol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't want to know about the lint trap...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-563192596932576421?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/563192596932576421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=563192596932576421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/563192596932576421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/563192596932576421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/02/skid-marks.html' title='SKID MARKS'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZrkjCNi-GI/AAAAAAAAAk8/0CgMTC-hKG0/s72-c/DryerSideView.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6398663276175085748</id><published>2009-02-12T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:16:12.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY- February 12, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Children are born from us; they are not owned by us. They are not possessions. The fact that they are little does not mean they are less. They are free spirits for us to love and enjoy. For all of us, children can be a beautiful experience ... doorways into our own humanity." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-from &lt;a href="http://www.option.org/about-us:who-we-are,36#bears"&gt;Barry Neil Kaufman's &lt;/a&gt;book &lt;a href="http://www.option.org/custom:library,single,427"&gt;Giant Steps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.option.org/custom:library,single,427"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(he's also the founder of the &lt;a href="http://www.option.org/index.php"&gt;Option Institute&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6398663276175085748?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6398663276175085748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6398663276175085748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6398663276175085748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6398663276175085748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughtful-thursday-february-12-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY- February 12, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3796790288974082959</id><published>2009-02-10T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:01:12.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Crown Royal</title><content type='html'>My daughter needed a shoebox to make a Valentine's Day Card Box for her class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;shoeboxless&lt;/em&gt;-so I turned to the liquor cabinet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJTPZjiVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/oApeOVQ70xE/s1600-h/beforebox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301380306268555602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJTPZjiVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/oApeOVQ70xE/s200/beforebox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter loved the royal purple box and enjoyed decorating it. &lt;em&gt;(I wonder if the teacher will think I'm a drunk...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJqO36vrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-1c3UIT-wTQ/s1600-h/making+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301380701264461490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJqO36vrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-1c3UIT-wTQ/s200/making+box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJ6PZ_vfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9kc43OLWnLs/s1600-h/Dawsonandherbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301380976285302258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJ6PZ_vfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9kc43OLWnLs/s200/Dawsonandherbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJKWeoA2hI/AAAAAAAAAk0/hmkmHWv2DWw/s1600-h/Valentinebox2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJKSLi_C_I/AAAAAAAAAks/wUtiW1cAx7c/s1600-h/Valentinebox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301381387566124018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJKSLi_C_I/AAAAAAAAAks/wUtiW1cAx7c/s200/Valentinebox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJKWeoA2hI/AAAAAAAAAk0/hmkmHWv2DWw/s1600-h/Valentinebox2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301381461406964242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJKWeoA2hI/AAAAAAAAAk0/hmkmHWv2DWw/s200/Valentinebox2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/EM&lt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My daughter used textured scissors to cut out the heart shapes. She also used stickers, pipe cleaners, ribbon, stamps and markers. The decorations were attached with double-sided tape and a glue stick)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3796790288974082959?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3796790288974082959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3796790288974082959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3796790288974082959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3796790288974082959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/02/crafty-crown-royal.html' title='Crafty Crown Royal'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SZJJTPZjiVI/AAAAAAAAAkU/oApeOVQ70xE/s72-c/beforebox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5129289662499097223</id><published>2009-02-05T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:02:24.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, FEB. 5, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"If there is anything that we wish to change in the child, we should first examine it and see whether it is not something that could better be changed in ourselves." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~C.G. Jung, Integration of the Personality, 1939&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My daughter has been "acting up" lately and I've wondered how I could change her behavior. I've realized, I need to change my parenting-to be more adaptive. As she learns her boundaries and tests them, I have to rethink my parenting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll continue to give her choices (though she may not like either of them-i.e. "clean your room or go to bed")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, I can no longer give her second chances...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And, I have to follow through with consequences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5129289662499097223?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5129289662499097223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5129289662499097223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5129289662499097223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5129289662499097223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughtful-thursday-feb-5-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY, FEB. 5, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1441607163768337384</id><published>2009-01-29T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:48:46.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY Jan. 29, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SYIkJlpGekI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dx79tTHI5l4/s1600-h/PF_1970374~Rubber-Ducky-in-Bucket-of-Water-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296835858883050050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SYIkJlpGekI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dx79tTHI5l4/s200/PF_1970374~Rubber-Ducky-in-Bucket-of-Water-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Parents need to fill a child's bucket of self-esteem so high that the rest of the world can't poke enough holes to drain it dry. " &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alvin Price&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1441607163768337384?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1441607163768337384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1441607163768337384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1441607163768337384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1441607163768337384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughtful-thursday-jan-29-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY Jan. 29, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SYIkJlpGekI/AAAAAAAAAkE/dx79tTHI5l4/s72-c/PF_1970374~Rubber-Ducky-in-Bucket-of-Water-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-154121885312102127</id><published>2009-01-25T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:30:17.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless #2...</title><content type='html'>Package of Durex Condoms: $5.99&lt;br /&gt;Shoe box they're hiding in under the bed: Zero Dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering your kids making water balloons out of them in the bathroom sink: &lt;em&gt;Priceless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(guess I'll be moving that box up onto a very high shelf...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-154121885312102127?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/154121885312102127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=154121885312102127&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/154121885312102127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/154121885312102127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/priceless-2.html' title='Priceless #2...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1097226149609569200</id><published>2009-01-22T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:00:38.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY January 22, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Stop trying to perfect your child, but keep trying to perfect your relationship with him." -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dr. Henker&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I couldn't find any info on the Dr.-but the message is what's important, don't ya think)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1097226149609569200?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1097226149609569200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1097226149609569200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1097226149609569200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1097226149609569200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughtful-thursday-january-22-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY January 22, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2556189874303271070</id><published>2009-01-21T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:54:33.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnetic Letter Games and Uses for Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXecEPkiEeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6YXE_IUYgZI/s1600-h/57_2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293871483710476770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXecEPkiEeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6YXE_IUYgZI/s200/57_2101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25 Ways to Use Magnetic Letters At Home-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER PLAY&lt;/strong&gt; Encourage children to play with the magnetic letters on the refridgerator or on a table. Playing with letters allows children to learn more about how they look. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(TIP: Use metal cookie sheets for letter play. My kids can sit anywhere with the trays-it's great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;MAKING NAMES&lt;/strong&gt; A child's name is the most important word. Have children make their names several times, mixing up the letters, making their names and checking them with their names written on a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER MATCH &lt;/strong&gt;Invite children to find other letters that look exactly the same as a letter in their name (e.g. place an &lt;em&gt;m&lt;/em&gt; on the tray and have the child find all the ones that look like it). They don't need to know the letter name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;NAME GAME&lt;/strong&gt; Have children make names of friends and/or family. Have them make the name, mix the letters, and make the names several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;MAKING WORDS&lt;/strong&gt; Make a simple word like mom or dad or sun and have your child make the same work by matching each letter belowe the model word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;ALPHABET TRAIN&lt;/strong&gt; have your child put the magnetic letters in the order of the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;CONSONANT/VOWEL SORT&lt;/strong&gt; Have children sort the consonant letters and the vowel letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;FEATURE SORT&lt;/strong&gt; Have children sort letters in a variety of ways - e.g. letters with long sticks and letter with short sticks, letters with circles and letters with no circles, letters with tunnels and letters with dots, letters with slanted sticks and letters with straight sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;COLOR SORT&lt;/strong&gt; Have children sort all the different colors of the letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;UPPERCASE/LOWERCASE MATCH&lt;/strong&gt; Have children match the uppercase letters with the lowercase form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;WRITING LETTERS&lt;/strong&gt; Have children select ten different letters and write each letter on a paper. They can use the magnetic letter as a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;WRITING WORDS&lt;/strong&gt; Have children make five simple words (&lt;em&gt;dog, fun, big, hat, like, sit&lt;/em&gt;) and then write the words on a sheet of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;MAKING FOOD WORDS&lt;/strong&gt; Make some words that identify food - e.g. &lt;em&gt;bun, corn, rice&lt;/em&gt;. Have children draw pictures of each, mix the letters and make the words again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;MAKING COLOR WORDS&lt;/strong&gt; Give children a list of color words with an item make in that color as a picture support (e.g. a &lt;em&gt;red ball&lt;/em&gt;). Have children make the color word with the letters using the model, mix the letters, and make it again several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;MAKING NUMBER WORDS&lt;/strong&gt; Give children a list of numbers with the number word next to each. Have children make the word and mix the letters two or three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER NAMES&lt;/strong&gt; Specify a color and have children take one colored letter at a time and say the letter name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;MAGAZINE MATCH&lt;/strong&gt; Look through a magazine or newspaper with children, cutting out some large print simple words. Glue them on a sheet of paper with plenty of space below each. Have children make each word below the printed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;FIND THE LETTER&lt;/strong&gt; make a set of alphabet letters, upper or lowercase, on a set of index cards. Shuffle the deck and take turns drawing a card and finding the magnetic letter that corresponds to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER IN THE CIRCLE&lt;/strong&gt; Draw two circles and place an &lt;em&gt;h&lt;/em&gt; in one and &lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt; in the other. Have children put letters in the h circle and say how they are like the &lt;em&gt;h&lt;/em&gt;. Do the same with the &lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt; circle. This activity will help children learn to look at features of letters. vary the letters in the circles; accept the kids' explanations about what they are noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;CHANGE THE WORD&lt;/strong&gt; Build several simple words and show the children how to change, add, or take away a letter to make a new word. Examples are: &lt;em&gt;me, he, we, my, at, hat, sat&lt;/em&gt;. After the demonstration put the needed letters in a specail place in an empty container for them to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;ALPHABET SEQUENCE&lt;/strong&gt; Place the letter &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; on the table and have the child find the next letter &lt;em&gt;(b)&lt;/em&gt; and put it next to it. Continue through the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER SORT&lt;/strong&gt; Place a pile of magnetic letters on the table or tray for the child to spread out. Have the child put all the letters that are the same together in a pile. Then, if age appropriate, have the child five the letter name for each pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER CHAINS&lt;/strong&gt; Make a five letter chain (e.g. &lt;em&gt;pfrmo&lt;/em&gt;). Have children find the same letters and make the same chain below your model. Then have the children make a chain for you to copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;LETTER BINGO&lt;/strong&gt; Make two cards with a grid of three boxes across and three down. Trace one lowercase letter in each box. Put a pile of magnetic letters that are represented on the cards and some that are not in a bowl. Take turns taking a letter out of the bowl, say the letter and try to match to your card. The first person to fill three boxes in a row wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;RHYMING PAIRS&lt;/strong&gt; Make a simple three letter word such as &lt;em&gt;dog, bug, cat, fan, can, hot, man, net, pan, rat, sit&lt;/em&gt; on the fridge, table or metal cookie sheet. Say the work and then say a second word that rhymes. See if the child can spell the rhyming word below the first word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(reprinted from Gay Su Pinnell and Irene C. Fountas from Phonic Lessons 2003)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2556189874303271070?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2556189874303271070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2556189874303271070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2556189874303271070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2556189874303271070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/magnetic-letter-games-and-uses-for-kids.html' title='Magnetic Letter Games and Uses for Kids'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXecEPkiEeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/6YXE_IUYgZI/s72-c/57_2101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-804179572269453582</id><published>2009-01-18T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:57:14.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Courtesy Cups=BIG Savings at the movie concession stand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXOlcC4FYFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/aYtp7B2BDdo/s1600-h/concessions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXOlcC4FYFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/aYtp7B2BDdo/s200/concessions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292755888317489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I worked at a movie theatre throughout high school and college, I know about courtesy cups.  Theatre patrons usually request them for tap water in place of expensive sodas.  I often used them for extra jalapenos when I indulged on nachos or a hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have kids, nieces and nephews, so I use courtesy cups to save on concessions.  My mom and I took 5 kids to the movies this weekend.  I ordered the "movie lover's" bucket of popcorn for $6 and a medium soda for $4.25.  The purchase of the bucket also included a free refill.  I asked the concession worker for 5 courtesy cups.  Each kid had their own lil' cup of popcorn and we shared the drink.  It was much cheaper at $10.25 than $4.75 kid theatre packs times 5 kids. (And they don't need the nasty candy that comes with those packs anyway!)  You could always use the same technique with the soda if you're worried about so many kids sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXOlmSR-sMI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/UIvprXKJJqw/s1600-h/711322739_0c63e1114a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXOlmSR-sMI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/UIvprXKJJqw/s200/711322739_0c63e1114a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292756064251326658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring your own courtesy cups from home if you don't want to ask the theatre for several of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-804179572269453582?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/804179572269453582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=804179572269453582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/804179572269453582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/804179572269453582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-courtesy-cupsbig-savings-at-movie.html' title='Small Courtesy Cups=BIG Savings at the movie concession stand!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SXOlcC4FYFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/aYtp7B2BDdo/s72-c/concessions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2125762998283657188</id><published>2009-01-15T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:03:53.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY Jan. 15, 2009</title><content type='html'>It's a New Year full of many changes-in honor of &lt;em&gt;"change,"&lt;/em&gt; I'm making a few changes to my blog--starting with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thoughtful Thursdays...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll dedicate each Thursday to a simple, thought-provoking &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;-be it a quote, story, song, memory, photo or video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The best way to make children good is to make them happy." -&lt;em&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've always believed the best lesson I could ever teach my kids-is that happiness is a choice.  As much as I love Mr. Wilde's quote, I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the best way to make good children is to teach them to choose happy."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Children Learn What They Live - Dorothy Law Neite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(in my words: Monkey See=Monkey Do)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy.&lt;br /&gt;If a child learns to feel shame, he learns to feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with encouragement, he learns confidence&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with praise, he learns to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with fairness, he learns justice.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with approval, he learns to like himself.&lt;br /&gt;If a child lives with acceptance and friendship, he learns to find love in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2125762998283657188?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2125762998283657188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2125762998283657188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2125762998283657188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2125762998283657188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/thoughtful-thursday-jan-15-2009.html' title='THOUGHTFUL THURSDAY Jan. 15, 2009'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-337492930699188816</id><published>2009-01-14T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:50:33.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SW-29T5XdZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ZE3OpjMLOl0/s1600-h/xmas+morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291649251612784018 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SW-29T5XdZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ZE3OpjMLOl0/s200/xmas+morning.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; My daughter came back home with my husband for the Christmas holidays. I was so ready for her to be home! We had a lovely time over the holidays and are now back into the daily routine. My daughter returned to her school here in Texas. The first week was rough. After having been attending school in another state for 2 months and then the &lt;em&gt;'laxed&lt;/em&gt; holiday break, it was a difficult time for my daughter. She is doing much better now and is settling back into her old routine. And though the transition was bumpy-I think the time spent bonding with her daddy was priceless.  Plus, she discovered a confidence in herself I hadn't seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she even learned how to make her own videos...here's the first one I received from her...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e6dddb813e5f9f3e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De6dddb813e5f9f3e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331086648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5155FC1C1139B192A282039A6A2BB58529F5DCCA.391F69D1DE2E3E7FEE0049EC638E07C24AD8CA45%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De6dddb813e5f9f3e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFvhw7ce-KUOcIapwYM-5WDT5gvg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De6dddb813e5f9f3e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331086648%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5155FC1C1139B192A282039A6A2BB58529F5DCCA.391F69D1DE2E3E7FEE0049EC638E07C24AD8CA45%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De6dddb813e5f9f3e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFvhw7ce-KUOcIapwYM-5WDT5gvg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-337492930699188816?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e6dddb813e5f9f3e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/337492930699188816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=337492930699188816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/337492930699188816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/337492930699188816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunited.html' title='Reunited'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SW-29T5XdZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ZE3OpjMLOl0/s72-c/xmas+morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1806926388894115364</id><published>2008-12-15T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:58:58.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with all those picture Christmas Cards??</title><content type='html'>I got the following idea from my friend, Cheri, and it's brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what to do with all those photo Christmas cards you receive this time of year? Well, my friend started saving them by hole-punching one of the top corners of the cards and attaching them to a binder ring. She then creates a title card with the year to be placed at the top of the collection. The cards are kept in a Christmas basket for festive display. I think it's a great way to save the cards and reminisce throughout the years. It's going to be a new tradition for me this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SUdDG_CGzEI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Q9Cz6ql_EQI/s1600-h/!CID__12-15-08_2133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SUdDG_CGzEI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Q9Cz6ql_EQI/s200/!CID__12-15-08_2133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280262875393739842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SUdDLZzf_mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/J922qeFYkFY/s1600-h/!CID__12-15-08_2127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SUdDLZzf_mI/AAAAAAAAAZc/J922qeFYkFY/s200/!CID__12-15-08_2127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280262951299710562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1806926388894115364?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1806926388894115364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1806926388894115364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1806926388894115364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1806926388894115364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-to-do-with-all-those-picture.html' title='What to do with all those picture Christmas Cards??'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SUdDG_CGzEI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Q9Cz6ql_EQI/s72-c/!CID__12-15-08_2133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1786272116812971940</id><published>2008-12-13T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:27:09.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MOM SONG</title><content type='html'>this is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMhuAtyFCrw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMhuAtyFCrw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1786272116812971940?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1786272116812971940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1786272116812971940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1786272116812971940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1786272116812971940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/12/mom-song.html' title='THE MOM SONG'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2328300257633429998</id><published>2008-12-02T07:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:22:08.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Visit</title><content type='html'>I had an amazing visit with my daughter and husband over the Thanksgiving holiday break. It had been just shy of a month since I'd seen them.&lt;br /&gt;We spent Thanksgiving in Times Square, New York and attended the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVfcWY7dhI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TxTNVxDgpqU/s1600-h/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227479185520146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVfcWY7dhI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TxTNVxDgpqU/s200/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVfK2UJ8bI/AAAAAAAAAYs/pjAtY1r9Kcs/s1600-h/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227178517787058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVfK2UJ8bI/AAAAAAAAAYs/pjAtY1r9Kcs/s200/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed an incredible Cuban Thanksgiving feast at Havana's Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVe_9FrqzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5elaTW6Kw88/s1600-h/FamilyThanksgivingatHavana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275226991357569842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVe_9FrqzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5elaTW6Kw88/s200/FamilyThanksgivingatHavana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part was getting to spend Thanksgiving evening at Rosie O'Grady's with my sister and her family who also happened to be spending Thanksgiving in New York &lt;em&gt;(completely by coincidence)&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVf3_PU1pI/AAAAAAAAAY8/oLkghikuxIw/s1600-h/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275227954007561874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVf3_PU1pI/AAAAAAAAAY8/oLkghikuxIw/s200/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went back to Cape May, New Jersey for a more subdoed holiday. Since my daughter and husband will be remaining in Cape May until Christmas break, we did some holiday activities while we were all together.&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch with Mrs. Claus &lt;em&gt;(Santa must have been busy)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVdpvV3xrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/DCAsdO6icyU/s1600-h/Cape+May+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225510198625970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVdpvV3xrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/DCAsdO6icyU/s200/Cape+May+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVdkjeSnbI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UgrYfw5geEQ/s1600-h/Cape+May+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225421113367986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVdkjeSnbI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UgrYfw5geEQ/s200/Cape+May+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at the festive Christmas decor and lights in the town square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVeWaVmQAI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Rul6dcVQRyE/s1600-h/Cape+May+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275226277654446082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVeWaVmQAI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Rul6dcVQRyE/s200/Cape+May+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVd6qIZhzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yo573OEaiIQ/s1600-h/Cape+May+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225800857716530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVd6qIZhzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yo573OEaiIQ/s200/Cape+May+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, we bought a small Christmas tree to decorate at the condo and baked Christmas cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVdUZPlwMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VPpTaPpxXDQ/s1600-h/Cape+May+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275225143489446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVdUZPlwMI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VPpTaPpxXDQ/s200/Cape+May+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did a lot in a little amount of time and it was all wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;We knew it might be hard for our daughter once her brother and I returned back home to Texas. She still wanted to stay with her dad while he finishes the movie, but having me there made things different.&lt;br /&gt;I told my daughter we'd see her at Christmas and after the holiday break she would be returning to her school in Texas. I asked if she would write a note to her teacher and classmates to tell them all about Cape May and her new school. She wrote the note with much enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we took our daughter to school. I walked her to class, hugged and kissed her, and told her I'd see her for Christmas. She seemed content to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVergqWsnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/3k3ZFciXiFQ/s1600-h/Cape+May+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275226640129372786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVergqWsnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/3k3ZFciXiFQ/s200/Cape+May+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the next morning, she had a melt-down. She had thought she had asked her dad to buy a plane ticket to fly home with mommy. He didn't know what to do and called me. We talked about our options. It was a big decision for our daughter to stay in Cape May and attend a different school. And at anytime she wanted to leave, we had it figured out. But, after an hour or so, she had calmed down and went to school. At this point in time, it really is best if she stays and finishes out the school year in Cape May. Christmas is just around the corner! We will continue to talk on the phone every night and will set up the webcams. This bonding time with her dad is priceless. I can see how close they've become. And her confindence in herself has grown too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2328300257633429998?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2328300257633429998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2328300257633429998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2328300257633429998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2328300257633429998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-visit.html' title='Thanksgiving Visit'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/STVfcWY7dhI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TxTNVxDgpqU/s72-c/New+York+Thanksgiving+08+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6286695645286157886</id><published>2008-11-23T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:54:56.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All My Favs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SSl8vRPMVwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Sm1RbFUCtQY/s1600-h/allmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 57px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SSl8vRPMVwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Sm1RbFUCtQY/s200/allmy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271881990336698114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmyfaves.com/"&gt;ALL MY FAVS-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is simply a website of links to many, many useful sites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a great link for KIDS too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.allmyfaves.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6286695645286157886?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6286695645286157886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6286695645286157886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6286695645286157886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6286695645286157886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-my-favs.html' title='All My Favs'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SSl8vRPMVwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Sm1RbFUCtQY/s72-c/allmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2248739222547469916</id><published>2008-11-06T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:56:53.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A week ago, I took my daughter to visit her dad in Cape May, New Jersey.  He's there shooting a movie.  She really enjoyed being on the set and followed her daddy around like a lil' puppy dog.  It was adorable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SRewRQBVtOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Y0eJ3_Jz830/s1600-h/set2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SRewRQBVtOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Y0eJ3_Jz830/s200/set2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266872099637933282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before my daughter and I were to return home, the casting director asked if our daughter could stay to be in the movie for some big Christmas scene.  My husband and I didn't see how it would be possible because of school, but weighed the options.  Additionally, my husband so loved having our daughter there with him and hoped for more bonding time.  We asked our daughter if she wanted to stay &lt;em&gt;(temporaryily)&lt;/em&gt; in New Jersey with her daddy.  She did want to stay.  &lt;br /&gt;Our daughter seemed to truly understand her choice.  She told me who she would miss; that she knew she would make new friends and go to a new school with a new teacher.  &lt;br /&gt;With just a day to figure out all the details and arrangements for tranferring our daughter to a new school-we had a &lt;em&gt;LOT&lt;/em&gt; to do in a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; amount of time. My husband spoke with a couple he's working with that have their daughter enrolled in the local school in Cape May.  They explained the paperwork we would need.  They also gave us the names of nannies and babysitters in the area.  My husband made many phone calls to arrange for a nanny for the weekends he'd be shooting and any late nights he may have on set.  He phoned the local school to determine what the process was for enrollment.  I called her current school to find out how to get our daughter's paperwork transferred.  &lt;br /&gt;I unpacked her clothes and put them away.  She only had enough for 4 days and 3 nights.  I recently shipped her more clothes &lt;em&gt;(especially for the cold weather there)&lt;/em&gt; and her backpack and supplies for school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened so fast, it almost didn't seem real. Flying back on the plane home was the weird though- I felt like I was missing something, &lt;em&gt;(someone)&lt;/em&gt;.  The next day, I had to un-enroll my daughter from the school here and that's when it really hit me like a foot to the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't be selfish and think of me.  It's only temporary and we'll see each other soon for the holidays. I speak with my daughter everyday and she sounds so happy.  I know she and her daddy are enjoying their time together.  It gives them a real chance to bond.  It's an amazing opportunity for our daughter to experience another town, new people, new school, the set of a movie, and eventually snow!  And my husband was able to be there for our daughter's second lost tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SRewx4fpscI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eSKBIzfI9gA/s1600-h/dawson+tooth+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SRewx4fpscI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eSKBIzfI9gA/s200/dawson+tooth+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266872660258304450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2248739222547469916?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2248739222547469916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2248739222547469916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2248739222547469916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2248739222547469916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-hard-for-me-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SRewRQBVtOI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Y0eJ3_Jz830/s72-c/set2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3401628421884020072</id><published>2008-11-05T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:58:30.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received the following text messages from my daughter after she had her first iphone texting lesson from her daddy using his phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like  my  mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I. Will take care. Of. My. Mommy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now these are some text messages worth saving!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3401628421884020072?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3401628421884020072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3401628421884020072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3401628421884020072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3401628421884020072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-received-following-text-messages-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1397803972944082368</id><published>2008-10-31T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:32:38.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtc9LhjU9I/AAAAAAAAAXM/-k3cNf0lytc/s1600-h/carter+aedan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtc9LhjU9I/AAAAAAAAAXM/-k3cNf0lytc/s200/carter+aedan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263402795647849426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtBxXAnPKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6aUWq79snGg/s1600-h/kiddos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtBxXAnPKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6aUWq79snGg/s200/kiddos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263372905758538914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtdQXqxnNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z1UOmvm0d-0/s1600-h/l_317caaaec22da10770ba940c6dd77ab1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtdQXqxnNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/z1UOmvm0d-0/s200/l_317caaaec22da10770ba940c6dd77ab1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263403125325274322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1397803972944082368?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1397803972944082368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1397803972944082368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1397803972944082368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1397803972944082368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQtc9LhjU9I/AAAAAAAAAXM/-k3cNf0lytc/s72-c/carter+aedan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-884585443998933945</id><published>2008-10-29T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:09:16.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, and by the way, you're the Daisy Troop Leader...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! &lt;/em&gt;It was my first Halloween scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I'm my daughter's Daisy Troop Leader!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea. I simply emailed to find out when the meetings would be and I was informed, &lt;em&gt;"as soon as you get trained." &lt;/em&gt;Confused, I picked up the phone and called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As soon as I get trained for what?" &lt;/em&gt;I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To be the troop leader."&lt;/em&gt; I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman explained that my daughter's troop was made up of 6 girls and if I didn't become the leader the troop would be disbanded. How could I disappoint my daughter whom has spoken constantly about grooming horses and camping since I signed her up? And what about the other 5 girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was my name thrown in a hat and I was randomly picked? Was I the only one to fill out a volunteer form and therefore chosen to volunteer as leader? Or was I bullied into this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt completely blindsided and overwhelmed. I then phoned my sister. She's a co-leader for her daughters' Brownie Troop. My sister insisted that I could handle the responsibilities of being a troop leader and she would share her project ideas with me. She said that being the leader would be as easy or difficult as I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling overwhelmed, I found a last-minute babysitter and made a basic leadership training that same night. The training was informative and helped me understand the expectations and time involved. Though the excitement has not yet set in-maybe that will come during the first Daisy Troop meeting. This means so much to my daughter so I'm going to try my best. I know how much I enjoyed being a Brownie and Girl Scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, I have a lot of reading to do...I was given several booklets at the training session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQh6oZh4tzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FOnfWwWkPTs/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262590999048795954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQh6oZh4tzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FOnfWwWkPTs/s200/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-884585443998933945?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/884585443998933945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=884585443998933945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/884585443998933945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/884585443998933945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-and-by-way-youre-daisy-troop-leader.html' title='Oh, and by the way, you&apos;re the Daisy Troop Leader...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SQh6oZh4tzI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FOnfWwWkPTs/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5124317556658671200</id><published>2008-10-20T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:36:10.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale of the Drunken Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>My daughter lost her first tooth this past weekend.  It was quite exciting.  We carefully wrapped her tooth in gauze and placed it in a small box. &lt;br /&gt;That same night, I hosted my famous Halloween party.  It was a long, fun night.  For convenience and &lt;em&gt;peace&lt;/em&gt; of mind, the kids slept in my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3am, I cleaned up some of the party mess and put the leftovers away.  It was at this time that the tooth fairy arrived.  She looked under the pillow on my daughter's empty bed and found nothing.  NOTHING.  Not a box.  Not a different box.  Not a tooth!  The tooth fairy was very confused.  She searched the bed again.  Pulling off all the covers and pillows and stumbling in the process.  The tooth fairy now had a good view of the underneath of the bed-still no tooth.  She picked herself up and wondered what a little girl would do with her first tooth.  A little girl who had been told earlier by her cruel great uncle, that a first tooth warrants a $40 payoff!  Surely, the little girl was hoping for forty dollars and put her tooth under her pillow like every other boy and girl??? &lt;em&gt;RIGHT?? &lt;/em&gt;The tooth fairy continued hunting the ever elusive tooth.  She almost dozed off at one point while rifling through a pile of stuffed animals.  The tooth fairy was tired and about to give up.  She was going to leave a note for the little girl.  When she picked herself up from the pile of stuffed animals, she finally found the box.  She quickly opened it, saw the gauze and placed the box in her pocket.  Relieved, the tooth fairy left the money under the pile of stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 7am the next morning, my daughter woke up, ran downstairs to her room and yelled that the tooth fairy left her tooth!  She ran back upstairs to show me.  I slowly opened my swollen eyes to see the tooth in my daughter's small, cupped hand.   My daughter told me that the tooth fairy didn't know she was home because she was sleeping in my bed instead of her own.  I made a mental note that the tooth fairy should take the money in the stuffed animal pile and use it again.  Apparently, my daughter had taken the tooth out of the box and placed the lone tooth under her pillow.  The tooth fairy was looking for a bright ORANGE James Avery box and could not see a pale white tooth on pale pink sheets-nor did she feel it when she desperately ran her hands back and forth over the mattress. &lt;br /&gt;I explained to my daughter that the tooth fairy didn't forget about her, but that she probably couldn't find the tooth since it wasn't in it's box.  By the time I actually got out of bed, I had forgotten about the money the tooth fairy left in the pile of stuffed animals.  Later in the afternoon, my daughter discovered the money and shrieked with excitement, &lt;em&gt;"the tooth fairy left me money! and she took the box!"  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter was happy and the tooth fairy had done her job-to some extent anyway.  My daughter got paid for her first lost tooth and the tooth fairy got a box of gauze. &lt;br /&gt;My daughter thought the tooth fairy might come back once she realized the tooth wasn't in the box-so my daughter wanted to put the box under her pillow again.  Unfortunately, when my daughter brought the tooth upstairs to show me the tooth fairy forgot it-the tooth was lost.  It's yet to be found.  Though I have a feeling one night the tooth fairy is going to stumble upon it-literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5124317556658671200?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5124317556658671200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5124317556658671200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5124317556658671200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5124317556658671200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/10/tale-of-drunken-tooth-fairy.html' title='Tale of the Drunken Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6616601839117101039</id><published>2008-10-02T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:45:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU Clear Creek ISD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SOWG1nHp66I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IH_qgTjeFtQ/s1600-h/newfrontartinsert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252752795989830562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SOWG1nHp66I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IH_qgTjeFtQ/s200/newfrontartinsert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter's school was hit hard by Hurricane Ike. The cafeteria is still out of commission due to flooding. The school has set up a make-shift cafeteria in the gym. Other schools in the district also suffered damage. &lt;em&gt;ALL students have been offered &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccisd.net/IKE/Ike%20Meals.pdf"&gt;&lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; hot breakfasts and lunches for the next two weeks.&lt;/em&gt; The school district is even offering free or reduced meals to those families whose economic status has changed or those who have been displaced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many students attending our elementary school that no longer have homes. I can only imagine how much free hot meals mean to those families. It's one less expense they have to worry about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family is lucky to have a home and finally electricity. But, I am grateful for the free meals as well. We've had three weeks of unexpected expenses and though our fridge now has power and has been bleached clean-it is still in need of groceries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to the &lt;a href="http://www.ccisd.net/"&gt;CCISD&lt;/a&gt; school board and everyone who has helped the schools, the students and their families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6616601839117101039?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6616601839117101039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6616601839117101039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6616601839117101039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6616601839117101039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-clear-creek-isd.html' title='THANK YOU Clear Creek ISD'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SOWG1nHp66I/AAAAAAAAAWs/IH_qgTjeFtQ/s72-c/newfrontartinsert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6662655830123059887</id><published>2008-09-25T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:32:11.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Ways to Prevent a Meltdown -- Your Kid's and Yours, Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I don't always make the right choices when my kids misbehave and it's especially true right now due to all the stress I'm faced with since Hurrican Ike.  My family is trying to make the best of it- still living without electricity. But, with school still closed and the kids' lack of 'normal' routine, they're not the best listeners right now. These tips help me get back on track and make better choices in dealing with my kids-and I've been taking a lot of deep breathes here lately...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By Melody Warnick from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Parents.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Take a Time-Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; By placing your child in a brief time-out (one minute per year of his age) in a separate room, you'll eliminate a major reason for why he's flipping out in the first place: to get a rise out of you. &lt;em&gt;"The vast majority of the time, a child has a temper tantrum to get attention and control,"&lt;/em&gt; says Carl Arinoldo, PhD, a child psychologist and coauthor of Essentials of Smart Parenting. &lt;em&gt;"An actor doesn't get onstage and play to an empty house." &lt;/em&gt;Plus, time by himself halts the downward emotional spiral, allowing him to regroup more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hiding out behind a closed door for a few minutes gives you space to chill out. You can even say it's the punishment for losing your temper. &lt;em&gt;"I tell my kids, 'I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm going to my room to take a time-out until I can calm down,'"&lt;/em&gt; explains Katie Baird, a mother of three from Flower Mound, Texas.  &lt;em&gt;"Sometimes they pound the door and try to get in, but more often than not they think it's really funny that Mommy has to go to time-out."&lt;/em&gt; Whether you're reading, meditating, or surfing the Web, five minutes alone helps you regain perspective and control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Have a Tickle-Fest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Giggling not only lightens the mood, it provides a physical release for all that tension -- one that doesn't involve kicking and hitting. When Robin Alexander-Keenan's 3-year-old daughter Megan was starting to lose it on an 11-hour transatlantic flight, her mom lifted Megan's arms above her head and then counted her ribs. &lt;em&gt;"By the time we made it to five she was hysterical and so was I,"&lt;/em&gt; says Alexander-Keenan, of Haswell, England.  &lt;em&gt;"Now when I get really cross she does the same with me." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Laughter isn't called the best medicine for nothing; it's long been known for its ability to reduce stress. In fact, one recent study showed that even thinking about laughing releases beta-endorphins, a natural analgesic, into your bloodstream. If playing Tickle Monster with your little one doesn't crack you up, break out the knock-knock jokes, or dive into a book by humorist David Sedaris while your toddler's down for her nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Breathe Deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Even little kids can be taught to recognize how their body feels when they're getting worked up -- hot, itchy, stiff, jerky -- and can learn to counteract those feelings by taking a few deep breaths. In a calm moment, show your child how to pretend he's blowing out the candle on a birthday cupcake; then, the next time you see him start to get upset, you can use a simple code word like &lt;em&gt;"candle"&lt;/em&gt; to remind him to take a breathing break.&lt;br /&gt;Why it works for you: Dealing with your child's tantrum throws your nervous system into crisis mode, but slow, deep breathing shuts off those emergency signals. &lt;em&gt;"If instead of yelling you stop and take a breath, you begin to calm your body's arousal system,"&lt;/em&gt; says Mary Sheedy Kurcinka, author of Raising Your Spirited Child. &lt;em&gt;"Then you can tell yourself, 'He's not out to get me. He's upset, but I don't have to be too.'" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Use Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For a 1-year-old, an inability to string the right words together exacerbates his frustration, which is why he'll resort to biting his big sister instead. But if you offer him words to describe his feelings, along with a bit of empathy, he'll feel better. &lt;em&gt;"When I say, 'I know you are upset that it's time to leave' or 'I know you wanted that toy and you're very angry that Mommy didn't buy it,' I always see relief wash over my children's faces,"&lt;/em&gt; says Sachia Logan, a mother of three from Independence, Missouri. &lt;em&gt;"It's like they're saying, 'Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking!'" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/strong&gt; Simply saying out loud, &lt;em&gt;"I'm really angry right now,"&lt;/em&gt; validates your feelings and clarifies that you need to stop engaging with your kids for the moment. Plus, if you say it only on occasion, it can stop your child in his tracks. &lt;em&gt;"It can be valuable to let our kids know how we feel, and how their behaviors are affecting us,"&lt;/em&gt;  Hal Runkel says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Tap into Your Creative Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When your child is getting upset, hand her some crayons and paper so she can draw a picture of how she feels. Even making just a few angry black scribbles is a healthy way for her to express her emotions, and it lets her know that you're paying attention to how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Getting creative by drawing, writing, or playing an instrument is the perfect way to vent, and it can channel the day's frustrations into a more fruitful outlet. Knowing that she'll spend the evening blogging about her kids' annoying behavior tones down Stephanie Elliott's irritation about it for the moment. &lt;em&gt;"Sometimes I even say it out loud: 'That's a blogger!'&lt;/em&gt; And it's almost like I have to get to the computer immediately to get it out of my system," says the mother of three from Woodridge, Illinois. Blog bonus: Readers offer helpful comments and dispense sympathy when you're struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soothing Solution: Offer a Reward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When children are learning to control their behavior, an extra incentive doesn't hurt. Throw a marble in a jar when they manage to head off a tantrum at the pass, with the promise that 10 marbles earn them a trip to the bowling alley or a movie night at home. It might make them think twice before they blow their top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Everyone loves to be rewarded for good behavior, so if you have your own marble jar, it'll give you a tangible way to track and recognize improved patience. &lt;em&gt;"If you know you've got a problem blowing up around your kids, and you've started doing deep breathing or drinking a glass of water to calm down, why not take yourself to the spa as a reward?"&lt;/em&gt; says Linda Pearson, a family nurse practitioner in Lakewood, Colorado, and author of The Discipline Miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Count to 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Counting warns your child that his behavior is unacceptable without requiring you to launch into a lecture. Plus, it gives him a set amount of time to transition from one activity to another, such as from hogging the toy truck to sharing it or from roughhousing the dog to petting her gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The mantra-like focus you need to slowly count to 10 in the midst of a battle with your kid enables you to ratchet down your anger a few notches. And it buys you time. &lt;em&gt;"When your kid's driving you crazy, if you can just pause before you respond, that's when you can make a great choice about how to react,"&lt;/em&gt; Runkel says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soothing Solution: Lighten Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why it works for your kid:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Singing a silly sing, talking in a wacky accent, or pretending you're Cinderella's wicked stepmother is the parental equivalent of cracking a joke in a tense meeting at work: It reminds everyone that the situation isn't nearly as dire as it seems. &lt;em&gt;"Doing something like singing shifts the area of your child's brain that's functioning, and that can actually calm her,"&lt;/em&gt; Mary Sheedy Kurcinka says. &lt;em&gt;"It breaks the tension."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why it works for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Getting a little silly forces you to ditch your angry face. &lt;em&gt;"One way I interrupt meltdowns is by turning on some goofy kid songs, like John Lithgow's Singin' in the Bathtub CD, and dancing a silly dance,"&lt;/em&gt; says Vicci Radake, of Fenton, Missouri, the mother of an 11-month-old. She has also tried the technique with her daycare kids. &lt;em&gt;"It gives me a burst of energy and gets the kids to forget what they were even crying about." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/toddlers/development/discipline-spanking/preventing-meltdowns/"&gt;http://www.parents.com/toddlers/development/discipline-spanking/preventing-meltdowns/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6662655830123059887?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6662655830123059887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6662655830123059887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6662655830123059887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6662655830123059887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/09/9-ways-to-prevent-meltdown-your-kids.html' title='9 Ways to Prevent a Meltdown -- Your Kid&apos;s and Yours, Too'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5827109050805655095</id><published>2008-09-20T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:44:27.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We survived Ike...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWDsGqcg2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Iw-SQVxJG-0/s1600-h/Lighthouse+district.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248245734496306018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWDsGqcg2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Iw-SQVxJG-0/s200/Lighthouse+district.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are truly lucky. We live in &lt;a href="http://www.kemah.net/map.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kemah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the East side-which is known as the Lighthouse District or the Entertainment District. We're about 8 blocks South of the &lt;a href="http://www.kemahboardwalk.com/flash_content/flash_content.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kemah&lt;/span&gt; Boardwalk &lt;/a&gt;and 2 blocks from Galveston Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWDawp1MSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nZx0WWOYjWo/s1600-h/kemah-boardwalk-ike-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248245436530372898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWDawp1MSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nZx0WWOYjWo/s200/kemah-boardwalk-ike-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWEo-3bPXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cu4838cW-KI/s1600-h/Hwy+146+debris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248246780375285106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWEo-3bPXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cu4838cW-KI/s200/Hwy+146+debris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWEadNCONI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6-khc1Ng0io/s1600-h/kemah-boardwalk-ike-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248246530820946130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWEadNCONI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6-khc1Ng0io/s200/kemah-boardwalk-ike-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWFDL0PhyI/AAAAAAAAAWM/MZhj4y0bZf8/s1600-h/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248247230528194338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWFDL0PhyI/AAAAAAAAAWM/MZhj4y0bZf8/s200/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are surrounded by destruction-but somehow our house made it. We had very minimal damage. It's still hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to our house on Sunday to assess the damage. We came prepared with generator, gasoline, water, food and ice. We are still without power and have been living by generator for a week. We're used to camping out so it hasn't been bad. And we can't complain, because we still have a secure roof over our heads. The kids think we're on some sort of vacation. They have been playing outside, riding bikes, finger-painting, helping pick up tree debris in the yard, playing dress up, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWIRkZQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAWU/dY7XBZYPdoQ/s1600-h/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+056e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248250776178978050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWIRkZQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAWU/dY7XBZYPdoQ/s200/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+056e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWIk3YjUpI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5digqGPbTVA/s1600-h/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+058e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248251107693777554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWIk3YjUpI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5digqGPbTVA/s200/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+058e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have done a good job of keeping themselves occupied without the use of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;electricity&lt;/span&gt;. We've been very sparing with running the generator since gas is so expensive and had been hard to come by (many more stations are open now). We only run the generator at night for a few hours of TV, a fan and a lamp. We also have a portable AC unit we borrowed from my in-laws. It will be a savior this week as the weather has warmed up. Last week was cool after the storm and we just opened up all the windows to let in a nice breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the nostalgia did wear off so we took a break and spent this weekend in Central Texas. It's given us a chance to cool off in real AC, take a hot shower and finally get access to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will return home tomorrow to try and return to a normal routine. It will be different though as my daughter's school will not be reopening until Sept. 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Pictured below in the background is our Elementary School)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWD4HZhWII/AAAAAAAAAV0/zFHeEN1fMKI/s1600-h/Stewart+Elementary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248245940852185218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWD4HZhWII/AAAAAAAAAV0/zFHeEN1fMKI/s200/Stewart+Elementary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plus, because our neighborhood has been all over the news and tourists as well as locals have become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;looky&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lous&lt;/span&gt; and the area is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hotspot&lt;/span&gt; for looters. The City is still under curfew from 7pm to 7am and there are only two entrances into the neighborhood. The local police and the National Guard are strictly enforcing the curfew and ingress/egress of the citizens. Military vehicles patrol the streets at night with spot lights to look for looters and curfew-breakers. There is a constant flow of news, private, military and coast guard helicopters surveying the coastline. It does make us feel safe from looters, etc., but it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took advantage of a local &lt;a href="http://www.fema.gov/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;FEMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Point of Distribution (POD) location because many of the stores did not have ice either because they didn't have power or they were out. We also received a case of water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MRE's&lt;/span&gt;. Our thoughts go out to all those affected by Ike from Haiti to Ohio. It was a massive storm. We've been helping where we can and even donated blood as the blood banks in the Gulf Coast area of Texas are in critical need. If you can donate to the &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/"&gt;Red Cross&lt;/a&gt;, donate blood, volunteer at a POD location, or lend out a generator-I'm sure there are many people who would be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tpicks.com/pictures%20people%20have%20sent%20me.html"&gt;LINK TO IKE PICTURES ALONG GULF COAST &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE: We have electricity after two weeks!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rklowe.zenfolio.com/p219036363/h2f5af6bd#h2f5af6bd"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; of the Kemah area http://rklowe.zenfolio.com/p219036363/h2f5af6bd#h2f5af6bd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5827109050805655095?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5827109050805655095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5827109050805655095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5827109050805655095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5827109050805655095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-survived-ike.html' title='We survived Ike...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWDsGqcg2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Iw-SQVxJG-0/s72-c/Lighthouse+district.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3422121839919691385</id><published>2008-09-10T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:49:20.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Headed Your Way?  Be Prepared!</title><content type='html'>My hubby and I started boarding up our house today. The City we live in has requested that we evacuate. We actually had Kemah Police officers with bullhorns tell us to "evacuate immediately." We have a plan and had previously put all our important papers, photo albums, etc. together. We also explained in basic terms what a hurricane is to our kids. My daughter put all of her stuffed animals up high in case of flooding, but mostly, the kids are just excited to go see Mimi and Papa. As I was packing items up, I realized the kids might have something "special" they wouldn't want destroyed. I told them to take their favorite items with them. &lt;em&gt;We'll now be travelling with a pink poodle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;webkin&lt;/span&gt;, a purple stuffed bunny, a toy truck and a plastic yellow sword that no longer lights up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWKp49efJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/b-wfszrTPeg/s1600-h/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248253393039686802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWKp49efJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/b-wfszrTPeg/s200/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                    &lt;em&gt; The kids and cats as we "evacuate" to my in-laws' house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something to think about when packing up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-During Hurricane Rita, friends of our family living in Mississippi thought putting items up on their second floor would keep them from getting damaged in case flood waters entered their home. The couple left behind many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt; items. When they returned to their home--everything was gone. It's difficult to imagine. It's even harder to precisely predict a hurricane. &lt;em&gt;Be prepared, be safe, and if there are items you just can't bare to lose--take them with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/services/disaster/0,1082,0_587_,00.html"&gt;Red Cross website&lt;/a&gt; is a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;resource&lt;/span&gt; for preparing in the event of a hurricane:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Plan" name="Plan"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare a Personal Evacuation Plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Identify ahead of time where you could go if you are told to evacuate. Choose several places--a friend's home in another town, a motel, or a shelter.&lt;br /&gt;-Keep handy the telephone numbers of these places as well as a road map of your locality. You may need to take alternative or unfamiliar routes if major roads are closed or clogged.&lt;br /&gt;-Listen to &lt;a href="http://www.noaa.gov/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NOAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weather Radio or local radio or TV stations for evacuation instructions. If advised to evacuate, do so immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take these items with you when evacuating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Prescription medications and medical supplies;&lt;br /&gt;-Bedding and clothing, including sleeping bags and pillows&lt;br /&gt;-Bottled water, battery-operated radio and extra batteries, first aid kit, flashlight&lt;br /&gt;-Car keys and maps&lt;br /&gt;-Documents, including driver’s license, Social Security card, proof of residence, insurance policies, wills, deeds, birth and marriage certificates, tax records, immunization records, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Kit" name="Kit"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/services/disaster/0,1082,0_601_,00.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assemble a Disaster Supplies Kit Including the Following Items:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First aid kit and essential medications.&lt;br /&gt;-Canned food and can opener.&lt;br /&gt;-At least three gallons of water per person.&lt;br /&gt;-Protective clothing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rainwear&lt;/span&gt;, and bedding or sleeping bags.&lt;br /&gt;-Battery-powered radio, flashlight, and extra batteries.&lt;br /&gt;-Special items for infants, elderly, or disabled family members.&lt;br /&gt;-Written instructions on how to turn off electricity, gas and water if authorities advise you to do so. (Remember, you'll need a professional to turn them back on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Winds" name="Winds"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare for High Winds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Install hurricane shutters or purchase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;precut&lt;/span&gt; 1/2" outdoor plywood boards for each window of your home. --Install anchors for the plywood and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;predrill&lt;/span&gt; holes in the plywood so that you can put it up quickly.&lt;br /&gt;-Make trees more wind resistant by removing diseased and damaged limbs, then strategically removing branches so that wind can blow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Watch" name="Watch"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know What to Do When a Hurricane WATCH Is Issued&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Listen to &lt;a href="http://www.noaa.gov/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NOAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weather Radio or local radio or TV stations for up-to-date storm information.&lt;br /&gt;-Prepare to bring inside any lawn furniture, outdoor decorations or ornaments, trash cans, hanging plants, and anything else that can be picked up by the wind.&lt;br /&gt;-Prepare to cover all windows of your home. If shutters have not been installed, use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;precut&lt;/span&gt; plywood as described above. Note: Tape does not prevent windows from breaking, so taping windows is not recommended.&lt;br /&gt;-Fill your car's gas tank.&lt;br /&gt;-Recheck manufactured home tie-downs.&lt;br /&gt;-Check batteries and stock up on canned food, first aid supplies, drinking water, and medications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="Warn" name="Warn"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know What to Do When a Hurricane WARNING Is Issued&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Listen to the advice of local officials, and leave if they tell you to do so.&lt;br /&gt;-Complete preparation activities.&lt;br /&gt;-If you are not advised to evacuate, stay indoors, away from windows.&lt;br /&gt;-Be aware that the calm "eye" is deceptive; the storm is not over. The worst part of the storm will happen once the eye passes over and the winds blow from the opposite direction. Trees, shrubs, buildings, and other objects damaged by the first winds can be broken or destroyed by the second winds.&lt;br /&gt;-Be alert for tornadoes. Tornadoes can happen during a hurricane and after it passes over. Remain indoors, in the center of your home, in a closet or bathroom without windows.&lt;br /&gt;-Stay away from flood waters. If you come upon a flooded road, turn around and go another way. If you are caught on a flooded road and waters are rising rapidly around you, get out of the car and climb to higher ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="After" name="After"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know What to Do After a Hurricane Is Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keep listening to &lt;a href="http://www.noaa.gov/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;NOAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weather Radio or local radio or TV stations for instructions.&lt;br /&gt;-If you evacuated, return home when local officials tell you it is safe to do so.&lt;br /&gt;-Inspect your home for damage.&lt;br /&gt;-Use flashlights in the dark; do not use candles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3422121839919691385?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3422121839919691385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3422121839919691385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3422121839919691385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3422121839919691385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-headed-your-way-be-prepared.html' title='Hurricane Headed Your Way?  Be Prepared!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SNWKp49efJI/AAAAAAAAAWk/b-wfszrTPeg/s72-c/Home+Pics-Ike+Evac+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-1675833098350473655</id><published>2008-09-03T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:48:42.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Care (Pee) Free!</title><content type='html'>Last week, I was confronted by my son's day care teacher that there was an &lt;em&gt;"incident"&lt;/em&gt; on the playground.  My first thought was that another kid had pushed my son or vise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not prepared for the following question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well, um, does your son usually pee in the grass?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all outside appearances, I was mortified-though I was laughing hysterically on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wanted to strangle my husband.&lt;/em&gt;  How I wished &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; could have been the one to explain exactly why it is his son believes it is perfectly OK to pee in the bushes along the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;perimeter&lt;/span&gt; of the day care playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to the teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can blame his daddy for that, but we're working on it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-1675833098350473655?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/1675833098350473655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=1675833098350473655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1675833098350473655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/1675833098350473655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/09/care-pee-free.html' title='Care (Pee) Free!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2096367114617324252</id><published>2008-08-25T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:30:04.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebel without a "do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLMHx7-Qb_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/txiy2CY3Dz4/s1600-h/Dawson+goes+to+1st+grade+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238539346055819250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLMHx7-Qb_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/txiy2CY3Dz4/s200/Dawson+goes+to+1st+grade+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLMHsYx-9GI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PZMekOYnYC8/s1600-h/Dawson+goes+to+1st+grade+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238539250709754978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLMHsYx-9GI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PZMekOYnYC8/s200/Dawson+goes+to+1st+grade+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lil' First Grader...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(didn't want her hair done even for the first day of school-at least she lets me comb out the tangles!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2096367114617324252?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2096367114617324252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2096367114617324252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2096367114617324252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2096367114617324252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/rebel-without-do.html' title='Rebel without a &quot;do&quot;'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLMHx7-Qb_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/txiy2CY3Dz4/s72-c/Dawson+goes+to+1st+grade+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-2359566396723507930</id><published>2008-08-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:48:29.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've gone from &lt;em&gt;diaper-changer&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;poop-scooper...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote recently about how wonderful it is my son is finally potty-trained. &lt;br /&gt;Well, he's definitely got the whole &lt;em&gt;not peeing and pooping in his pants&lt;/em&gt; down, but he's dropping trou' in the back yard, the front yard, the side yard...&lt;br /&gt;And pooping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good habit to start and it's even harder to kick.  I'm trying to explain to my son that he really should pee/poo in the potty- &lt;em&gt;indoors&lt;/em&gt;.  It's difficult to be convincing though-because his daddy &lt;em&gt;marks his territory&lt;/em&gt; in the back yard and even the neighbor boys pee in the grass on occasion.  My son is only copying what he sees.  Or maybe my 3-year-old is Earth-conscience and is trying to conserve water...which ever the case, I'll be careful of where I step until this is resolved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-2359566396723507930?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/2359566396723507930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=2359566396723507930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2359566396723507930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/2359566396723507930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-gone-from-diaper-changer-to-poop.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8900933945263066013</id><published>2008-08-15T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:36:22.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAX FREE WEEKEND (Texas)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SKWwH8vD_7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/5CE1siim1b0/s1600-h/taxholiday2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234783792497164210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SKWwH8vD_7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/5CE1siim1b0/s200/taxholiday2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you haven't finished back-to-school shopping...this is the weekend to do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.window.state.tx.us/taxinfo/taxpubs/tx98_490/tx98_490.html"&gt;Clothing Sales Tax Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August 15-17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Texas shoppers get a break from state and local sales taxes on August 15, 16 and 17 - the state’s annual tax holiday. Lay-away plans can be used again this year to take advantage of the sales tax holiday.&lt;br /&gt;The law exempts most clothing and footwear priced under $100 from sales and use taxes, which could save shoppers about $8 on every $100 they spend. Backpacks under $100 and used by elementary and secondary students are also exempt. A backpack is a pack with straps one wears on the back. The exemption during the sales tax holiday includes backpacks with wheels, provided they can also be worn on the back like a traditional backpack, and messenger bags. The exemption does not include items that are reasonably defined as luggage, briefcases, athletic/duffle/gym bags, computer bags, purses or framed backpacks. Ten or fewer backpacks can be purchased tax-free at one time without providing an exemption certificate to the seller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.window.state.tx.us/taxinfo/taxpubs/tx98_490/tx98_490_list.html"&gt;List of Items and Their Exemption Status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TAX-FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Baby clothes&lt;br /&gt;Backpacks for use by elementary and secondary students&lt;br /&gt;Belts with attached buckles&lt;br /&gt;Boots - cowboy, hiking&lt;br /&gt;Caps/hats - baseball, fishing, golf, knitted&lt;br /&gt;Coats and wraps&lt;br /&gt;Diapers - adult and baby&lt;br /&gt;Dresses&lt;br /&gt;Gloves (generally)&lt;br /&gt;Gym suits and uniforms&lt;br /&gt;Hooded shirts and hooded sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;Hosiery&lt;br /&gt;Jackets&lt;br /&gt;Jeans&lt;br /&gt;Jerseys - baseball and football&lt;br /&gt;Jogging apparel&lt;br /&gt;Neckwear and ties&lt;br /&gt;Pajamas&lt;br /&gt;Pants and trousers&lt;br /&gt;Raincoats and ponchos&lt;br /&gt;Robes&lt;br /&gt;Shirts&lt;br /&gt;Shoes - sandals, slippers, sneakers, tennis, walking&lt;br /&gt;Socks (including athletic)&lt;br /&gt;Shorts&lt;br /&gt;Suits, slacks, and jackets&lt;br /&gt;Sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;Sweat suits&lt;br /&gt;Sweaters&lt;br /&gt;Swimsuits&lt;br /&gt;Underclothes&lt;br /&gt;Work clothes and uniforms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8900933945263066013?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8900933945263066013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8900933945263066013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8900933945263066013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8900933945263066013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/tax-free-weekend-texas.html' title='TAX FREE WEEKEND (Texas)'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SKWwH8vD_7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/5CE1siim1b0/s72-c/taxholiday2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-7162753271540756786</id><published>2008-08-14T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:00:10.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SKSAjYoSFUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XyW4pKORL0w/s1600-h/1211-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234450012306543938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SKSAjYoSFUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XyW4pKORL0w/s200/1211-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grandparents.com/gp/home/index.html"&gt;Grandparents.com&lt;/a&gt; - has great outing and activity ideas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-7162753271540756786?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/7162753271540756786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=7162753271540756786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7162753271540756786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/7162753271540756786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/grandparents.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SKSAjYoSFUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/XyW4pKORL0w/s72-c/1211-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-3012737275829668329</id><published>2008-08-10T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:58:17.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Head" Cheerleader has done it again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY SON IS OFFICIALLY POTTY TRAINED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, what could be more joyous...&lt;em&gt;other than not having to buy diapers anymore&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you any secret trick to how the potty training was accomplished. I used many different tips, methods and various advise of friends and family. I can share that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was diligent in taking my son to the potty every hour though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I never pressured him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If he had an accident, I took him straight to the bathroom and told him that was where he needed to potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't yell or belittle him for having an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I rewarded him for going to the potty with M&amp;amp;M's or Welch's fruit snacks &lt;em&gt;(he still wants a treat every time he goes though-so be warned)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I even put cheerios in the toilet for my son to "aim" at &lt;em&gt;(I'd read about that somewhere)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If your in the midst of potty-training, don't get down on yourself if it's taking a while. I started with introducing my son to the training potty last Fall. But, once my son was ready-that's when he was started learning and then in no time he was trained. He's 3 1/2 now so that's fairly "normal" timing for a boy to learn to potty on his own. Girls usually learn potty-training much faster. My daughter was 18 months. &lt;a href="http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2005/08/potty-training-isnt-just-for-kids.html"&gt;You can read her potty training story here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-3012737275829668329?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/3012737275829668329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=3012737275829668329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3012737275829668329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/3012737275829668329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/skies-are-clearthe-birds-are-chirping.html' title='The &quot;Head&quot; Cheerleader has done it again...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-4051224143864159419</id><published>2008-08-06T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:39:57.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dairy Queen Miracle Treat Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SJqJw1Jd0dI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZJ6lt9qcWp8/s1600-h/DQ%20Blizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231645389137760722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SJqJw1Jd0dI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZJ6lt9qcWp8/s200/DQ%2520Blizzard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miracletreatday.com/"&gt;BUY A DQ BLIZZARD &lt;/a&gt;AUGUST 7th AND ALL PROCEEDS GO TO THE CHILDREN'S MIRACLE NETWORK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, August 7, participating &lt;a href="http://www.dairyqueen.com/us-en/news/childrens-miracle-network-benefit-from-blizzards/"&gt;Dairy Queen&lt;/a&gt;® and DQ Grill &amp;amp; Chill® locations will celebrate the third-annual Miracle Treat Day (www.miracletreatday.com) and donate proceeds from every Blizzard sold that day to Children's Miracle Network, a non-profit organization dedicated to saving and improving the lives of children by raising funds for children's hospitals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miracletreatday.com/"&gt;http://www.miracletreatday.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-4051224143864159419?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/4051224143864159419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=4051224143864159419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4051224143864159419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/4051224143864159419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/dairy-queen-miracle-treat-day.html' title='Dairy Queen Miracle Treat Day!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SJqJw1Jd0dI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ZJ6lt9qcWp8/s72-c/DQ%2520Blizzard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-8239208594452499540</id><published>2008-08-02T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:52:42.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Thank you!</title><content type='html'>This past week I went out-of-town for a work conference.  My mother-in-law was kind enough to come stay with the kids.  Like a good Mimi, she spoiled the kids and took them to Chuck E. Cheese and the Johnson Space Center.  She said the kids were well-behaved and she enjoyed the visit. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the visit also included vomit and diarrhea.  Her role was expanded to washing bedding and scrubbing beige Berber carpet. Mimi is a good sport and I really appreciate her babysitting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make it a bit easier for Mimi: &lt;br /&gt;-I made sure to stock up on groceries so she wouldn't have to go to the store.  &lt;em&gt;(Next time I'll make sure to have some Gingerale or Sprite).  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;I even made a list of suggestions the kids like for breakfast, lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-I put out clothes for my son to wear for the week.&lt;br /&gt;-In case it rained or it was too hot outside, I set out art supplies/projects to keep the kids occupied.&lt;br /&gt;-I wrote instructions on how to operate the TV's and the satellite &lt;em&gt;(I know I have trouble figuring out other people's remotes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Also, I left an extra health insurance card in case of a medical emergency and I left a signed letter giving her permission to treat my kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-8239208594452499540?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/8239208594452499540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=8239208594452499540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8239208594452499540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/8239208594452499540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-thank-you.html' title='BIG Thank you!'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-5842888752997691326</id><published>2008-07-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:32:03.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That school bell will be ringing soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...are you and the kids ready? Are you hitting all the early bird "back to school" sales for clothes and supplies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd share the list of things I need to do before the start of school &lt;em&gt;(my list is hanging on my fridge as a constant reminder)&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clean out all drawers and closets &lt;em&gt;(Get closets ready for Fall wardrobe-get rid of junk, clutter, broken or old toys &amp;amp; go through grown out or worn out clothes)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*this helps you figure out what clothes may be needed for the next school year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-get school bus schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-make dry erase board with morning and nighttime routines for the kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-get the kids back on the "school" routine 2 to 3 weeks prior to school starting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-stock up on school items and snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-sign up for day care and after school care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Check ups (make sure vaccinations are up-to-date)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-hair cuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had previously purchased a school supply kit from the PTA at my daughter's school - so I didn't have to add buy school classroom supplies to my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;School starts August 25th for us and it's going to be here before we know it!  Enjoy the rest of the summer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-5842888752997691326?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/5842888752997691326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=5842888752997691326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5842888752997691326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/5842888752997691326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/07/that-school-bell-will-be-ringing-soon.html' title='That school bell will be ringing soon...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-6166170052969760692</id><published>2008-07-15T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:26:09.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A memorable brick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0tapyYd7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/2m3GelzpVb0/s1600-h/4th+of+July+08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0tapyYd7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/2m3GelzpVb0/s320/4th+of+July+08+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381078736664498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;brick&lt;/em&gt; in time...&lt;em&gt;saves your name-permanently!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://www.kemahhistoricalsociety.net/bandt.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to be an amazing way to celebrate a first home &lt;em&gt;(really any home)&lt;/em&gt; an anniversary, a birthday, thanking or remembering a family member or friend-truly there are countless reasons to memorialize someone, something or some family or group by purchasing a brick or tile along a public walkway or park.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen bricks just like these all over the country. In my case, the Kemah Historical Society was needing a bricked area outside of their Old School House Museum. They used inscribed bricks and tiles to help fund a portion of the project. At $60 bucks a brick, I thought the cost of seeing that brick there for the course of my life and years after was well worth it! My kids get a kick out of seeing there names in the brick every time we walk by the old school house. &lt;br /&gt;Check out your local schools, theatres, parks, museums or historical society for bricks or tiles to inscribe with your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0uZ-JhdtI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oKpc5T7sr2Y/s1600-h/4th+of+July+08+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0uZ-JhdtI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oKpc5T7sr2Y/s200/4th+of+July+08+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223382166534190802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0usuwhHBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MIR2Nm4NjL0/s1600-h/osh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0usuwhHBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MIR2Nm4NjL0/s200/osh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223382488820292626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-6166170052969760692?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/6166170052969760692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=6166170052969760692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6166170052969760692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/6166170052969760692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/07/memorable-brick.html' title='A memorable brick...'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0tapyYd7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/2m3GelzpVb0/s72-c/4th+of+July+08+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-150906171739314837</id><published>2008-07-10T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:25:12.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAD HATTER TEA PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SHZUr5yMMRI/AAAAAAAAASo/cjl__cWgOT8/s1600-h/FPFD1540~Alice-and-the-Mad-Hatter-Celebration-in-Wonderland-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221453931205112082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SHZUr5yMMRI/AAAAAAAAASo/cjl__cWgOT8/s200/FPFD1540~Alice-and-the-Mad-Hatter-Celebration-in-Wonderland-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter recently turned 6-years-old. We're having a party for her this weekend. She had originally wanted a tea party and then decided on Chuck E. Cheese. Luckily, I was able to talk her out of the latter-&lt;a href="http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2006/07/chucky-e-cheese-has-its-pros-and-cons.html"&gt;she's actually had a birthday with Chuck already&lt;/a&gt;. My daughter returned to her original idea of a tea party, but she was very insistant that boys would want to come too. I assured her that we could throw a tea party even boys would enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;I brainstormed tea party ideas that would be different and not too "girly." Instantly, the Mad Hatter tea party from Alice in Wonderland popped in my head. I thought about tumblers instead of tea cups, everything mis-matched and silly, strands of paper lanterns, a croquet game, a card game, crafty hat-making, finger sandwiches and cups cakes inside tea cups. The party was all coming together in my head. I quickly looked up "mad hatter tea party" on line and discovered my ideas were not original, but still good. There are numerous websites (&lt;a href="http://www.emagein.com/teathemes/madhatter.htm"&gt;such as this one&lt;/a&gt;) that detail many ideas for throwing a Mad Hatter Tea Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's party will actually be a Mad Hatter's &lt;em&gt;Ice Tea&lt;/em&gt; Party since it's summertime-especially here in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I raided the Dollar store for party necessities:&lt;br /&gt;-Party supplies &lt;em&gt;(plates, napkins, plastic wear)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Decorations &lt;em&gt;(colorful fake flowers, cards, balloons)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Party favors and prizes &lt;em&gt;(decks of cards, bug cather kits)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reusable water bottles to use as the tea cups (they're round, colorfully-striped with a cap and straw)&lt;br /&gt;-Cake Mix, frosting and cup cake holders&lt;br /&gt;-Hat making supplies &lt;em&gt;(foam visers, foam cut-outs, pompoms, googly-eyes, pipe cleaners, stickers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll prepare chicken salad, tuna salad and PB&amp;amp;J finger sandwiches, veggie and fruit trays, snacks, and of course TEA! I'll have plain, peach and rasberry teas to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0YnBmfC7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/oK_VjMmgtJQ/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223358201543461810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0YnBmfC7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/oK_VjMmgtJQ/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll set up a party tent or canopy adorned with paper lanterns and a large table with plenty of chairs. The table will be covered with bright tablecloths and colorful doilies. An array of hats, mis-matched tea pots and cups all full of colorful fake flowers and playing cards will be the center piece of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0bQQeh85I/AAAAAAAAATg/ck9ZCepZluk/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223361108934521746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0bQQeh85I/AAAAAAAAATg/ck9ZCepZluk/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0beOsvPYI/AAAAAAAAATo/e0za9pLOMTw/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223361348975410562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0beOsvPYI/AAAAAAAAATo/e0za9pLOMTw/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival at the party, the guests will find all sorts of hat-making crafts and supplies on a separate table and will be able to make their own silly hat &lt;em&gt;(in this case a visor again-since it's July in Texas!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0WTTtGI1I/AAAAAAAAASw/xdH4MYop5rc/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223355663782388562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0WTTtGI1I/AAAAAAAAASw/xdH4MYop5rc/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0YUO-OFzI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZcF8wgW_UZc/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223357878715160370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0YUO-OFzI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZcF8wgW_UZc/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom purchased a lovely croquet set for my daughter's birthday- so it will be used for one of the party games. I'll have each kid have a go at hitting the ball through the wire hoop for a prize.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0bzSLsfwI/AAAAAAAAATw/lDNsC-B-8Mw/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223361710687813378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0bzSLsfwI/AAAAAAAAATw/lDNsC-B-8Mw/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second game will be called the &lt;em&gt;Queen of Hearts&lt;/em&gt;. I'll place the same amount of cards in a hat as there are guests-making sure one of the cards is the Queen of Hearts. Whom ever draws the Queen will win a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cup cakes will be served in mis-matched tea cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0Wl6NR4NI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5vipFjSpsk8/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223355983355568338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0Wl6NR4NI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5vipFjSpsk8/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0cL433vEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RFXWngUvJW0/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223362133390507074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0cL433vEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RFXWngUvJW0/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0cw9cc8_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/sqsd2H58FxM/s1600-h/Dawson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223362770272842738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SH0cw9cc8_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/sqsd2H58FxM/s200/Dawson%27s+6th+Bday+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(We even had a rabbit hole)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-150906171739314837?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/150906171739314837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=150906171739314837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/150906171739314837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/150906171739314837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/07/mad-hatter-tea-party.html' title='MAD HATTER TEA PARTY'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SHZUr5yMMRI/AAAAAAAAASo/cjl__cWgOT8/s72-c/FPFD1540~Alice-and-the-Mad-Hatter-Celebration-in-Wonderland-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14088826.post-9186774327564908879</id><published>2008-07-04T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:59:19.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 4th of July 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5INfbkzhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rxP-4DTHAMg/s1600-h/4th+of+July+08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219188414781640210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5INfbkzhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rxP-4DTHAMg/s200/4th+of+July+08+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemah, the small city that we live in, hosted their yearly 4th of July parade. Residents and local businesses were encouraged to join in the fun and participate in the parade. My kids love being in a parade and waving at all the people watching. The City invited all the kids to decorate their bikes, wagons or scooters and start the parade. Local police, fire trucks, other emergency vehicles, residents in decorated golf carts, and local business floats finsihed out the small-scale parade. It was a wonderful way to feel a part of the community and get to know the people that live and work here. &lt;em&gt;Plus, the kids received a great goody bag and plenty of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5IYCuBxlI/AAAAAAAAASY/2zOmG-s7siE/s1600-h/4th+of+July+08+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219188596052969042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5IYCuBxlI/AAAAAAAAASY/2zOmG-s7siE/s200/4th+of+July+08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5IjUvxSLI/AAAAAAAAASg/pWjtUyUNTok/s1600-h/4th+of+July+08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219188789870676146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5IjUvxSLI/AAAAAAAAASg/pWjtUyUNTok/s200/4th+of+July+08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.kemahboardwalk.com/flash_content/flash_content.html"&gt;boardwalk &lt;/a&gt;in Kemah shoots off fireworks every Friday in June and July-so tonight's fireworks are sure to be spectacular and we don't even have to leave the front yard to see them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14088826-9186774327564908879?l=dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/feeds/9186774327564908879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14088826&amp;postID=9186774327564908879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/9186774327564908879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14088826/posts/default/9186774327564908879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontknowhowyadoit.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july-2008.html' title='HAPPY 4th of July 2008'/><author><name>Kelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02463955840476431309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SLNeGt2IFAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HcdiXeMuwGI/S220/img_0438e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TEPFjFcIXnM/SG5INfbkzhI/AAAAAAAAASQ/rxP-4DTHAMg/s72-c/4th+of+July+08+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
