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New Experience #17: We Survived Screen Free Week
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Last Sunday after the kids went to bed, I reluctantly taped a sign to our TV that read, “Sorry We’re Closed”.  New Experience #17 was not going to be fun.  There might even be a few tears.  I was starting to have second thoughts, but I had already told the kids about our next experience and didn’t want to back down now.  We were going to participate in Screen Free Week, the brainchild of a Campaign for a Commercial Free Childhood.  For the entire week, the kids would not be able to use the TV, computer, or anything else with a screen.  I was also participating, but in a modified way.  I would not watch TV, use Facebook, or waste time on Pinterest, but I would still check my e-mail and update the blog when my children were not present.  I braced myself for a tough week. On Day 1,  I was prepared to wake up at the crack of dawn.  My children are early risers, so I usually let them watch a TV show (okay, sometimes 2 TV shows) when they wake up in the morning.  I as

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It’s a Mommy’s World – Exposing Dadscrimination
Mommy Man

Nice try, New Yorker cover.  Hey, can you tell me where to find that park where there are so many cool dads that moms feel left out, because I have a feeling you need to live in a cartoon in order to get there.  I’ve been doing the stay-home dad thing for going on three years now, and I still feel like Marisa Tomei at Hillman College, if you know what I mean. According to the 2010 census, there are 154,000 stay-home dads in the U.S. 154,000?  That’s not even a lot of people in Delaware.  Isn’t that exactly the number of Wayans brothers?  We couldn’t take over Lichtenstein with those numbers.  You really think we’re taking over parks? Look, I’m not one to cry “oppression”.  I’m a middle-class white male, after all.  My kind have had it pretty good for the last few millennia or so.  Yes, I’m also gay, but let’s put that aside for a minute.  Other than that, I’m fairly demographically charmed. Still, I’m in a mi

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Past the Last Nothing
three blind wives

You know the “I love you more” game you play with your kids or–if you’re freakishly sentimental–with your significant other? You know the game. You try to top each other’s metaphors for the amount of love you feel. I love you infinity plus 2… It may start with “I love you.” “I love you more.” “I love you the most.” And then it changes. “I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything in my life.” “I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything in this life, the past life, and any future life I may ever have.” And so it continues to escalate. I saw Charlie post this to her husband Lars’s facebook page once, I believe it was on Valentine’s Day. Coming from her, I knew it meant a lot. ;D My son Max and I used to play it all the time when he was little (he’s 10 now). One time, he was 6, and it was the first time he spent the weekend away from us. He called me fro

Fill in the Blank Friday; Johnson Style
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365 Bible Reading (Day 146)
FAN2CBasketball

1 Samuel 17:38-18:30 (Old Testament Reading) John 16:5-17:5 (New Testament Reading) Psalm 68:1-6 (Reading From Psalms) http://www.blogtalkradio.com/btrplayer.swf Listen to internet radio with FAN2CBasketball with Royce King on Blog Talk Radio

Balanced Literacy Anchor Charts
Lorie Cooper Squalls, M.Ed.
The Right Hand vs. The Left Hand
Team Orthodoxy
Birds, bees, babies, and iguanas
Ruminations on Love & Lunchmeat
Update on my updates -Monday the 14th of May
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Faith?
Really...
Things That Make You Go F**K!
lost mind, found soul
Twice Gifted!
Dear Mrs.Einstein

Dear Mrs. Einstein, Hallo. Wie geht es Ihnen? Was ist mit Ihnen neu? Wie ist Ihr Sohn Albert?Are you impressed with my German Mrs. Einstein? Yes, I did take four years of German from Frau Johnson, a Danish woman teaching German in America. I am not sure if you can related to this Paulinie, but for the past few years of my son’s life, I have constantly heard, “Ihr Sohn ist so klug!” (English translation: Your son is so smart!). Yay, yay, yay.  I remember when Nolan was three I asked the child psychologist that we were working with, “Is it normal to talk to your three year old about the interdependence of plants and humans with oxygen and carbon dioxide?” He said no. I read that Albert didn’t really show any signs of brilliance as a child. In fact, is it true that he did not speak until he was four years old? Well we finally have confirmation on my son’s intelligence… he passed the school’s Talented and Gifted assessment with flying c

Working to regain work-life balance
first teacher

It has been one of those weeks that went speeding by. But it also felt like it would never end. Too many deadlines. Too much whining from the little one who’s having a hard time letting go of the nursing habit. Too many dirty supper dishes that had to be faced the next morning. One day after lunch I feel asleep while reading a book aloud to my son. In that half-awake in between state, I could sort of hear myself speaking gibberish. Yesterday I walked around all morning, foggy headed from lack of sleep. This wasn’t how I had envisioned work-life balance. I started freelancing because I wanted a job that was flexible enough to fit with my family’s schedule. But this week it fell far short of my expectations. It’s time to guard more diligently against over commitment, I’ve learned. (And to schedule more time for sleep.) What do you do restore work-life balance?

Mom interrupted
Nadine LeBean and The Food Humblings

Grandma has taken the kids to the park. This could mean a lot of things for a mother of four who has suddenly found herself alone. To suddenly eliminate the possibility of being interrupted. interrupted. as if I had better things to do, what I really wanted to do and now I am doing this. Shall I eliminate this word, this feeling of interruption? This is what I am dong, whatever it is in this moment. Them the children crying. Or him the neighbor complaining. Or me the stomach growling. It's all a part of it. So not more interruptions… Rather I would like to see myself just flow into things never missing a beat except for when I do, but it doesn't matter because the mind accepts it and therefore flows on…Ah, the most important (to me atleast) is acceptance. Why dwell? Why worry about what has happened or what will happened? With acceptance I can go on… These ideas are redundant and well known but how well do I actually let go and live? This means skipping, dan

Month 4: You Catch Some You Miss Some – Day 92
Pottytunities for Two

Compare to Sister’s Blog  Month 4:  The Month of Misses 5/25 Day 92 F:   Same old Same old night and a very good day of catches.   Mini Moose responded well to cueing but also was sleeping a lot today so the wake up catches are easy peasy.   He better not be outgrowing the items I just bough him, bah! I mostly took it easy today. I had a headache lingering from my “this might be an illness” feeling that started the other night after Mini Moose recovered from his 24 hour fever.    I did a few light chores but for the most part it was just nursing and holding the baby, and having toddler conversation.

It’s What He Said
One Poem Every Day

The cows are laying down, Fish won’t bite today, At least that’s what GG said That Grandpa said. Why do the fish listen to the cows? It’s what he says That restores curiousity’s place In the forefront of our lives.

Your Decision – Your Consequence
It's Only My Opinion

The only parenting book I have ever read was, Parenting with Love and Logic by Foster Cline and Jim Fay. When I find something that makes perfect sense to me, something that resonates with me, I stick with it. The philosophy of the book is this: kids like to have some control in their lives no matter how old they are (1-18). As parents, we should indulge them that freedom by giving them things to choose from that we, as parents, can live with. For example, when younger kids want to pick out their own clothes to wear to school, you could lay out 2-3 shirts and 2 bottoms and let the little one choose between what is offered. The same applies to lots of kinds of choices.  The other concept in the book that I think is powerful is the idea of consequences. A child makes a choice and then, as long as he/she won’t hurt themselves physically, lives out the consequence of the choices they make. How many times has your child wanted to go to school without a jacket, thinking it was warm enough th

Love is a Good Thing
Servants of Christ Jesus

Andrew Peterson must have a wife and little kids. I’ve laughed several times to myself as I’ve listened to this in the car thinking “Yes! You are right on and capturing so well God’s clever plan to use love to painfully separate us from all our selfishness.” The pain is only perceived. It’s really just letting the flesh go and joy takes it’s place. The song is full of lines like this: It’ll wake you up in the middle of the night, it’ll take just a little too much. It’ll burn you like a cinder till you’re tender to the touch. It’ll chase you down, swallow you whole, it’ll make your blood run hot and cold. Like a thief in the night it’ll steal your soul, and that’s a good thing. Love is a good thing.

More confusion
mistysfire

Chanel came back out, with her bags packed and tried to go immediately out the door again. I asked where she was going, and she told me she was going to my sister’s to wait. No, honey, you may not leave the house. You will stay here and wait. Door slam and she marched over to the doorway of the living room and stood, holding her bags. The social worker looked back and forth at us. I tried to talk to her, gently, to see if she would reveal anything that was going on in her head. No response. The social worker said he really had to go and confirmed with Chanel that she would wait in the house until someone arrived to pick her up. Yes, she would wait. In the doorway, apparently. By this time I had sent the other children to their recital rehearsal. Joseph went along simply because he was scared to death to stay and he was sticking to Sierra like glue. My best friend, Melissa, arrived. Initially, I had called on her to watch Chanel for us for a few days while we figured out what to d

Sand Between My Toes.
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