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Originally posted: 15 May 2006
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*smile*Originally posted: 14 May 2006
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I do try to eat right and I exercise 40 minutes every day plus I take a walk with other homeschooling moms 3 days a week but still a couple of pounds have managed to creep back on. I blame it on being over forty and a Christmas cookie eating binge that lasted through Easter. *smile*
It’s not like I can’t fit into my clothes, I can! but since being able to breathe is also a necessity I feel that I must get tough and discipline myself and return back wholeheartedly to my low carb, low fat lifestyle. YUCK!
Summer means…
snowballs and ice cream cones and cookouts with Momma’s potato salad…and swimming
carnivals and state fairs with cotton candy and funnel cakes…and swimming
watermelon and corn on the cob dripping with butter…and swimming
Swimming = Bathing Suits
Just doesn’t seem fair.
Originally posted: 12 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
From Mentalmultivitamin, “What I Live for…”
My Son Grows Up
Life is fleeting
years rush past…
and little boys grow up so fast!
Let me take time out to be
thankful mine’s still here with me.
And though I’m busy
through the day,
let me take time out to play…
Let me take time out to smile,
to sit with him for just a while…
Let me take time out for walks,
for swings and sports
and quiet talks,
for sharing giggles, tickles, hugs,
for patching knees and catching bugs…
for running races, climbing trees,
for helping with his A-B-C’s…
for hatching plots
and planning schemes, for listening
to his thoughts and dreams.
Let me tuck him in at night,
hear his prayers, turn off the light.
And when my busy day is done,
let me thank God,
I have a son.
author unknown
Originally posted: 11 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
As a homeschooling mom, I am always learning and re-learning; reading and re-reading. I homeschooled before the computer and internet became a vital part to both our research and relaxation. I love how at the touch of a keyboard I can answer my boys’ questions or show them beautiful examples of artists’ works.
Writing templates are used to spark that hidden writing skill, to make composition and poetry writing a bit easier. Boys seem to have a really hard time putting words on paper. Where I’m From is a really nice poetry template and two homeschool bloggers (one a student and one a homeschool mom) have taken the template and written some beautiful poems.
The Autumn Rain’s Where I’m From
Intent’s Where I’m From
Originally posted: 10 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
I’ve been blessed with four sons and so I’ve developed a tolerance for dirt and clutter, a sense of adventure and a really good sense of humor…Raising Boys
The following came from an anonymous Mother in Austin, Texas . . .
- a) For those with no children - this is totally hysterical!
- b) For those who already have children past this age, this is hilarious.
- c) For those who have children this age, this is not funny.
- d) For those who have children nearing this age, this is a warning.
- e) For those who have not yet had children, this is birth control.
Things I’ve learned from my Boys (honest and not kidding):
- A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2,000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep.
- If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.
- A 3-year old Boy’s voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.
- If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20×20 ft. room.
- You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.
- The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn’t stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.
- When you hear the toilet flush and the words “uh oh”, it’s already too late.
- Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.
- A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.
- Certain Lego’s will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old boy.
- Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.
- Super glue is forever.
- No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can’t walk on water.
- Pool filters do not like Jell-O.
- VCR’s do not eject “PB & J” sandwiches even though TV commercials show that they do.
- Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
- Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
- You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.
- Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.
- The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5-minute response time.
- The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.
- It will, however, make cats dizzy.
- Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
- 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.
- Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids
Originally posted: 9 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
…and neither did Quinn! LOL
Originally posted: 9 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
…didn’t want his picture taken on Christmas Eve.
Originally posted: 9 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
My face may be different
But my feelings the same
I laugh and I cry
And I take pride in my gains
I was sent here among you
To teach you to love
As God in the heaven
Looks down from above
To Him I’m no different
His love knows no bounds
It’s those here among you
In cities and towns
That judge me by standards
That man has imparted
But this family I’ve chosen
Will help me get started
For I’m one of the children
So special and few
That came here to learn
The same lessons as you
That love is acceptance
It must come from the heart
We all have the same purpose
Though not the same start
The Lord gave me life
To live and embrace
And I’ll do it as you do
But at my own pace
But my feelings the same
I laugh and I cry
And I take pride in my gains
I was sent here among you
To teach you to love
As God in the heaven
Looks down from above
To Him I’m no different
His love knows no bounds
It’s those here among you
In cities and towns
That judge me by standards
That man has imparted
But this family I’ve chosen
Will help me get started
For I’m one of the children
So special and few
That came here to learn
The same lessons as you
That love is acceptance
It must come from the heart
We all have the same purpose
Though not the same start
The Lord gave me life
To live and embrace
And I’ll do it as you do
But at my own pace
Michael and I included this poem entitled, “The Creed of Babies with Down Syndrome” on Quinn’s announcements. Many times when questioned about Quinn’s progress I’ll use that line…at Quinn’s own pace.My Little Extra Something was written by Barbara Curtis, a mom of 12, four with Ds.Nancy Noel’s Gentle Heart.Originally posted: 8 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
Some beautiful writings at Thoughts about God.
I’ve also decided to do another blog, one that will allow me a bit more control with adding my own art. It also is a wonderful opportunity to practice my stellar html coding skills. LOL If you get a chance, drop by Dani3D.com - The Blog and leave a note. I’m still working on a good title for it. *smile*
Originally posted: 7 May 2006
Wed 17 May 2006
Our dear, sweet Fr. Lizor was just appointed Monsignor by Pope Benedict XVI. We are so happy for him!!! Congratulations, Monsignor. May God continue to watch over you and bless you.
The picture is from Easter Vigil and in it are L to R:
Fr. Lizor, me, Michael, Chase, Daddy, Colleen, Greg
Connor, Cade, Mommy
Originally posted: 7 May 2006
