<?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-7309524445106773578</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:05:48.833+08:00</updated><category term='hygiene'/><category term='articles'/><category term='animals'/><category term='reading'/><category term='math'/><category term='songs'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='news'/><category term='family matters'/><category term='books'/><category term='physical fitness'/><category term='games'/><category term='music'/><category term='language'/><category term='activities'/><category term='photos'/><category term='insects'/><category term='links'/><category term='philippines'/><category term='recap'/><category term='toys'/><category term='arts and crafts'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='food'/><category term='bloggerwave'/><category term='geography'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='tv'/><category term='phonics'/><category term='letters'/><category term='science'/><title type='text'>One Lesson At A Time</title><subtitle type='html'>homeschooling my boys... learning the ropes... having fun...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>401</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4717230916571596276</id><published>2008-01-24T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:30:49.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING TO WORDPRESS...</title><content type='html'>I am no longer posting our homeschooling lessons here but instead, I am going to continue blogging at Wordpress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click &lt;a href="http://onelessonatatime.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-4717230916571596276?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4717230916571596276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4717230916571596276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-to-wordpress.html' title='MOVING TO WORDPRESS...'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8022914955876641291</id><published>2008-01-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:57:35.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>TARSIERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5dEvbrWb5I/AAAAAAAAExc/Jnf2IG6ddYk/s1600-h/DSC_7759edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158667479850315666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5dEvbrWb5I/AAAAAAAAExc/Jnf2IG6ddYk/s320/DSC_7759edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the weekend at Bohol and the boys had a blast! They got to spend some time at the beach where they played and swam and threw pebbles into the water and made sand castles and looked at sea life. Of course, I would not allow an opportunity like that to pass by without some integrated lessons along the way. Sometimes they were game and sometimes they weren't. But I didn't mind. As long as they were having fun and enjoying nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, they &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5dFnbrWb6I/AAAAAAAAExk/TkwqubH1dC0/s1600-h/DSC_7761edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158668441922989986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5dFnbrWb6I/AAAAAAAAExk/TkwqubH1dC0/s320/DSC_7761edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;also got to see the beautiful Chocolate Hills which is a famous tourist spot in Bohol.  We also got to see the Man-made Mahogany Forest in Bilar, the Hanging Bridge in Sevilla, the really cute tarsiers (which is another favorite of tourists), we lunched at Loboc River and cruised it, visited Loboc Church, saw a really large python and visited one of the oldest churches in the Philippines, the Baclayon Church.  It was a lot of fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During our last day there, we went dolphin-watching and snorkeling.  We wish we stayed longer than 3 days but perhaps we could go back to that wonderful place one more time.  For now, our experiences and memories will suffice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-8022914955876641291?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8022914955876641291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8022914955876641291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/tarsiers.html' title='TARSIERS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5dEvbrWb5I/AAAAAAAAExc/Jnf2IG6ddYk/s72-c/DSC_7759edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8936113968608660139</id><published>2008-01-22T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:26:03.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>AVOIDING HOMESCHOOL BURNOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to Avoid Homeschool Burnout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be Aware of Homeschool Peer Pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Marianne Vanderkolk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to a place of "burnout" as a homeschooling parent, or as a home schooler, means that somewhere in the process, we have lost sight of our goals. One of the many reasons parents choose to homeschool is that they want to enjoy time with their children. We see homeschooling as an opportunity to spend worthwhile time with our child, exploring learning together, and walking the exciting road side by side. Opening the world to our children is a delight and we enthusiastically begin by talking, reading, walking, and sharing life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it isn't long before "comparison" steps in and we begin to doubt if we are giving our child the best education possible. The focus shifts quickly from the relationship building opportunity to "an education", and unfortunately, our society has taught us to measure "education" by scores. So, driven by our need to see results in order to compare our children, we set them down to a plethora of textbooks, a CD course, another on-line program just in case.... and on it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our eyes on the next homeschooling family (who fits in so much in their day), we begin early in the morning. We become the task master - the time keeper - the driving force. We stay up late to control programs, we mark their work with a red pen, we become anxious when the book isn't being finished according to our timetable. We push harder, work longer, become more irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we notice that there are so many activities that the children from the school down the road are involved in. We need to join a drama group, become a part of the home school choir, take some music and art lessons and be part of a home school network group or co-op if there is one close by. Our children are now being forced out the door, in the car, the baby needs to be woken up and dragged here and there. We keep our eye on our watches.... so that our children won't be the ones missing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to see how burnout can happen and how we can be swayed by peer pressure from our homeschooling circles and from the community around us. But, how can we avoid burnout?&lt;br /&gt;Let us consider these ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focus on our unique goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Firstly, we need to know where we are headed. Each family is unique and we should rejoice in that! We need to take time to consider our own family goals. Where are we headed? What is important to US? What is the lasting quality we want to pass on to our children? When we know that, we need to head in that direction and keep to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nip comparison in the bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When our eyes stray to begin to compare our child with someone else's or our child to their sibling, we need to nip that thought in the bud. Break off the thought there and then. We need to be in control of our thought patterns, and dismiss what is not edifying. Instead, we should substitute that thought with something else - with a sentence or Bible verse you memorize. If you train yourself to actively put another thought in its place, you will be more successful in nipping those thoughts of comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be realistic with our time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has different limitations according to time. We need to make decisions for our unique family as to how much time will be spent at the desk. Do your children have time for sport? Do they have time for a hobby? Time to think and just "be"? Time for God? Time for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consider our own circumstances&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each family has different circumstances which will affect them as a unit. Health, traveling distance to services, number of children, abilities of children, parent and child personalities - all of these have bearing on who we are and what we can do. We should not be in judgment of ourselves because of our own personal limitations, but rather, accept our circumstances and move on confidently and maturely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whether you are a veteran or a new homeschooling parent, I challenge you to keep your focus, remember the goals you have set, don't give time to comparison, be realistic with your time and accept your personal circumstances. Remember why you began to homeschool and enjoy learning together as a family. When you stop "enjoying" the learning experience, reflect on why you began and review what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written by Marianne V from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.design-your-homeschool.com/index.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.design-your-homeschool.com/index.html&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/7309524445106773578-8936113968608660139?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8936113968608660139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8936113968608660139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/avoiding-homeschool-burnout.html' title='AVOIDING HOMESCHOOL BURNOUT'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1135894927942673691</id><published>2008-01-21T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:12:53.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phonics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>RHYMING WORDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5SMH7H0G_I/AAAAAAAAEvE/sLF8283tcMw/s1600-h/IMG_4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157901541003500530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5SMH7H0G_I/AAAAAAAAEvE/sLF8283tcMw/s320/IMG_4721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki has this workbook that had cutouts at the back. When he was done with the book, I cut out the words and let him put the rhyming words together. He got them all correctly in one try. I am actually thinking of upping Nikki's lessons a bit because he seems to know the basic stuff already. But of course, we will be doing reviews from time to time just to keep him on the right track. So far, aside from rhyming words, I have been letting him practice dexterity: putting on his clothes, eating with spoon and fork, tying, cutting paper, beading, etc. We have also tried to do some hands-on activities like baking cookies. He seems to enjoy those. I think he was starting to get bored with worksheet lessons so I'm trying to put a bit of variety in our lessons. I think I need to plan our lessons more carefully. Maybe we could have one major activity for the day and then minor lessons after. Hopefully, we will be more orgnized in the coming months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish us luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1135894927942673691?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1135894927942673691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1135894927942673691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/rhyming-words.html' title='RHYMING WORDS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R5SMH7H0G_I/AAAAAAAAEvE/sLF8283tcMw/s72-c/IMG_4721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-172220526885266907</id><published>2008-01-17T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:43:59.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>NIKKI'S DRAWINGS</title><content type='html'>I really love looking at Nikki's drawings. I think they are so creative. Sometimes, he would draw some things happening at the moment. Then he would add speech bubbles and make dialogues. I wish my mom and dad encouraged me to do these things. Anyway, here are a couple of his drawings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R474ubH0GwI/AAAAAAAAEtM/OtA64a-GbKo/s1600-h/IMG_3078edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156332099823999746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R474ubH0GwI/AAAAAAAAEtM/OtA64a-GbKo/s320/IMG_3078edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R474ubH0GwI/AAAAAAAAEtM/OtA64a-GbKo/s1600-h/IMG_3078edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R47427H0GxI/AAAAAAAAEtU/FSMjtrf6nYs/s1600-h/IMG_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156332245852887826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R47427H0GxI/AAAAAAAAEtU/FSMjtrf6nYs/s320/IMG_3084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-172220526885266907?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/172220526885266907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/172220526885266907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/nikkis-drawings.html' title='NIKKI&apos;S DRAWINGS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R474ubH0GwI/AAAAAAAAEtM/OtA64a-GbKo/s72-c/IMG_3078edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2514558724919896436</id><published>2008-01-16T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T08:20:18.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>TIME WITH DAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R46ZsbH0GuI/AAAAAAAAEs8/n43GBfBoNgU/s1600-h/IMG_3611edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156227611859622626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R46ZsbH0GuI/AAAAAAAAEs8/n43GBfBoNgU/s320/IMG_3611edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ethan with his dad at Pancake House (SM Mall of Asia). I think this is a lovely photo of them together.  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want my boys to spend as much time as they can with their dad because Ruther is scheduled to go back to Japan next month and they won't be seeing their dad for 5 months. So bonding with their dad is my top priority now.  And hopefully, it will all pay off in the future.  =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2514558724919896436?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2514558724919896436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2514558724919896436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-with-dad.html' title='TIME WITH DAD'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R46ZsbH0GuI/AAAAAAAAEs8/n43GBfBoNgU/s72-c/IMG_3611edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5128540422913131212</id><published>2008-01-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:08:16.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>CUTTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4zMULH0GsI/AAAAAAAAEss/QE-6xaLlw8U/s1600-h/IMG_4701edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155720320387390146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4zMULH0GsI/AAAAAAAAEss/QE-6xaLlw8U/s320/IMG_4701edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan tries cutting some paper. Isn't he cute? =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Between the two of them, I noticed that Ethan is more dextrous than Nikki. I know that Nikki will improve over time but I'm just happy that Ethan excels in some things. People usually compare Nikki and Ethan a lot and I don't think that it's fair. As a second child, I know what it's like to carry that burden. I had to measure up or fall behind the shadow of my sister who I felt did everything better than me. The only place I excelled was in sports and it was just too bad that my parents did not push me in that arena. I promised myself that I will not make that mistake with Nikki and Ethan. I want to hone their talents and I want them to do what makes them happy even if it is unconventional. So hopefully, with homeschooling, we are on the right path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-5128540422913131212?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5128540422913131212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5128540422913131212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/cutting.html' title='CUTTING'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4zMULH0GsI/AAAAAAAAEss/QE-6xaLlw8U/s72-c/IMG_4701edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2825670757513314647</id><published>2008-01-14T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:53:39.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>GREAT READ</title><content type='html'>I love this article because I too, am a mathphobic. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are You Mathphobic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Barbara Frank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about you, but I’m claustrophobic, aviatophobic and aquaphobic, which means I’m afraid of enclosed spaces, flying and drowning. That’s why you’ll never catch me flying to Miami so I can board a ship for an around-the-world cruise. But one fear I don’t have that many people do is arithmophobia, which is the fear of arithmetic. For the sake of simplicity, let’s call those people mathphobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many homeschooling parents are mathphobic. They’re cool with teaching their little ones their numbers, and even simple addition and subtraction. But go much past that and the possibilities scare them silly. Long division? Who remembers it and why should we, they ask. That’s why God led someone to invent the calculator! And don’t even bring up the A word (algebra). They can’t bear to go there. Like Scarlett O’Hara, they’ll think about that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math curriculum publishers don’t do much to quell the mathphobic parent’s fears. Some math programs are pretty overwhelming in and of themselves, without even considering the subject matter. In order to make the program work, you need to watch instructional DVDs, buy additional manuals, or go to informative seminars. Not too intimidating! But like the subject itself, teaching math doesn’t have to be intimidating unless we make it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Free at Last; The Sudbury Valley School, Daniel Greenberg relates the story of a dozen 9-to-12-year-olds at the school who decided they wanted to learn arithmetic. Since the school was set up to be a place where children learn on their own timetable, these children had never been taught arithmetic because they had not expressed any interest in learning about it up until then. So Greenberg found an 1898 math primer that included plenty of exercises for self-study, and set up arithmetic classes twice a week for as long as it took the children to learn basic math. Each class lasted 30 minutes, and then the children were sent off with exercises to do on their own time, which they would hand in at the next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the children had mastered addition, subtraction, multiplication (including memorization of the multiplication tables), division, fractions, decimals, percentages and square roots, Greenberg tallied up the total classroom hours. The total was 20 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat shocked, Greenberg consulted a public school math specialist who told him that twenty hours was about right for interested students, because math really isn’t that difficult. He said teaching math took six years or more in the public schools because the students were unwilling and disinterested, and so it had to be fed to them in small doses over a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I did not read Greenberg’s book until long after I had begun homeschooling my children, but I wish I’d read it sooner. I probably spent too many years teaching my kids math when it could have been done more efficiently. But do I know they spent far fewer hours learning math than kids in formal school, and they came through just fine. My eldest studied math up through algebra and geometry, while her younger brother completed Algebra 2 at home before taking calculus at our community college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have asked me how I managed to teach my children high-school-level math when I don’t have a math background. I remind them that I started at the beginning with my kids and worked along with them from the early years through high school. I relearned math three times with my three older kids, and let me tell you, it all comes back to you. Math actually makes far more sense to me now than it did when I was the student. I especially appreciate how everything fits together; the kids have made fun of me for thinking geometry proofs are fun. But I’ve seen them get into proofs too, whether they’ll admit it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first began homeschooling, we used a formal math curriculum designed for private schools. It was overflowing with busywork, and soon made my kids math-haters. But once I switched to Miquon Math (along with a box of beautifully colored wooden Cuisinaire rods), they discovered that math could be fun and interesting. After they completed the six Miquon books, I began using Saxon 54 with them, and we worked our way through the upper-level Saxon series (skipping books and lessons as necessary), which they finished in their mid-teens. I used a separate geometry course for them because most high schools where we lived at that time offered geometry as a separate course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most parents are capable of teaching their children high-school-level math if they’ve relearned math as I have. But I’m not so sure all students need to learn as much math in high school as my son did. He was college-bound and thought he would be going into computer science, so he studied math much longer than his older sister did. She didn’t want to go to college, so she quit studying math after Geometry, except for a math refresher book that I had her use senior year. Now in her mid-twenties, she is very good in math and was in charge of the payroll and cash office at her last job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your children are college-bound, you’ll want to make sure math is a part of their studies well into high school, but even then, it depends on their major. As it turned out, my son ended up getting his degree in Theological Languages, so his time spent slogging through calculus was unnecessary. You can probably stop after algebra and geometry unless your child is gifted in the math and science arena and needs to be challenged. In that case, you can find instructors in advanced math topics at your local community college or in a good online school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what level of math you’re teaching, you’ll find lots of help online. One particular favorite of mine is a blog, “Let’s Play Math,” by homeschooling mom Denise, who has taught every level of math from Pre-K to college physics. She not only shares a wide variety of math resources, but also encourages questions from other homeschool parents. Bookmark this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://letsplaymath.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://letsplaymath.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Be sure to visit her extensive list of math resources while you’re there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letsplaymath.wordpress.com/free-mostly-math-resources-on-the-internet"&gt;http://letsplaymath.wordpress.com/free-mostly-math-resources-on-the-internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s plenty there to help you, and an online search of math helps will give you even more to work with. But while you’re pulling all these things together, remember that your child can pick up any mathphobia you might have; it is catchy, you know. Make sure you approach math with a positive attitude, and your child will be much more likely to enjoy learning math and to take off with it. Maybe someday you’ll find yourself in the position I was with my son, watching him tackle and succeed at something I never could: calculus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2007 Barbara Frank/Cardamom Publishers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2825670757513314647?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2825670757513314647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2825670757513314647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/great-read.html' title='GREAT READ'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3362878264879928999</id><published>2008-01-13T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T14:16:36.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>HOMESCHOOLING, FAMILY AND HOPE</title><content type='html'>from HomeschoolFreeStuff.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Homeschooling, Family and Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has what I believe is a very unique reason for home schooling. It does not have as much to do with religion, sheltering, or a dissatisfaction with the public school system as much as it has to do with teaching the concept of "family".   Here is our story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is not "blended", it is more of what I'd call "scrambled"! My oldest two children, 14 and 12, attend a charter prep school which is a combined jr. high and high school.  I was very interested in home schooling both of them way back before they even started kindergarden, but their father was not in support of it. So, off to public school they went, and despite a few problems along the way, they have turned out fine. In the meantime, I divorced and remarried.  My new husband and I were excited to start a family of our own, but after four years of trying were told we would be unable to conceive. We were both upset, but after a while we decided to become foster parents.  During the past seven years, we have foster 12 children from newborn through high school age.  The children came from different parts of our town, so we had the opportunity to have experience with most all of the schools in our area. Some were downright awful and others were surprisingly good. But all of them had one particular thing in common:  far too many children for the attention of just one teacher.  In fact, some of the classrooms were 30:1!  However, at the time, foster parents were not allowed to home school children in the state of Arizona, where we live. So, I tried to help with homework or intervene with a teacher where I could. I wished I could home school, but the law just wouldn't permit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all changed with a new "set" of foster children.  The State placed two children in our home.  They were half-sisters, ages 6 months and 8 years.  The six months old was beautiful and cuddly, and appropriate for her age, albeit a bit small. Her sister, Hope, was equally bright and attractive, but had picked up some very nasty habits along the way. Both girls had come from a drug addicted mother, and were drug addicted themselves at birth. Their entire family was like a giant soap-opera, complete with prision sentences and gang affiliations. I believe every family member had been in charge of the girls at one point in time or another while their Mother was in prision, but all lacked the ability to provide a safe, caring home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope was so smart, but did just terrible in school.  She was at only a 1st grade level in most areas when she began school with us in third grade. We put her in our local district, like we did the other foster kids. At first she seemed to do very well, and made friends. But she began declining quickly. Her teacher complaned she did not pay attention, she did apply herself and her friendships were deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The State had also given my husband and me the opportunity to adopt the girls. The decision to adopt the baby was easy as she was so adorable and bonded to us. But Hope was a different story.  She was stubborn, defiant, and difficult at times.  Some days she fit in well with us, and others, it was like a foreigner was in our home.  She could be very loving and kind, and other days aloof.  I just wasn't sure about forever with this one, but yet, when I looked into her eyes, I'd see a little girl desperate for love and a chance for a better future. So, I started praying. And then, listening.  And finally, things became much more clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read up on Hope's life experience from the piles of files her social worker had on her.  It was no wonder she didn't function well in a family; she had never really had one to learn to function in!  To her, parents were people to abuse and abandon you. She felt she had to fend for herself emotionally and physically.  She had learned that friends were not people to be revered and cared about, but people to obtain "things" from.  She had really only learned to abuse friendships and family members in an effort to survive.  School was just a safe haven for her – a place where she could play and be a kid for a few hours until she had to go home and face the dangers of her family. School was not about learning, but about safety.  How strange is that to us as home school parents – public school as a safe haven!  Then I realized that our house was not much better in some ways.  No, we did not abuse her, but we expected her to "fit in" and be loving, yet for 8 hours a day she was away from us.  I began to realize that she would be unable to really see what a "Mom" and "Dad" did and how loving relationships and bonds are formed unless she was truly around to see it in action.  I placed a call to her social worker to see if home schooling could be attempted.  Much to my surprise, the state had reversed its policy and now allowed for home school in certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was two years ago.  We decided to home school her for fourth and fifth grade. I am happy to report that not only had she caught up to where a "normal" 6th grade student is, she is excelling.  The one-on-one attention and accountability she has learned have helped her self esteem greatly.  Everyday, we start out with a "life-skills" lesson to teach her some of the things she never learned, such as how to make a friend, how to be honest, how to be diligent, etc. This has made such a difference in her personality – she is no longer sneaky and manipulative, but truly a joy to be around.  The beautiful young lady I knew exsisted under that tough exterior is becoming stronger and more confident every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did end up adopting the girls along with another little boy, now age 3, in a beautiful court ceremony on December 20th, 2005. It was attended by all of our family members and many friends who have been very loving and supportive. And one week later….you guessed it!  I found out that I was expecting a baby.  Little Ethan was born on August 18th, 2006.  Yes, the Lord did answer our prayers for a family in a strange way, but we wouldn't change a thing. And I plan on home schooling the three little ones from the start. As for Hope, she is stronger and more confident each day.  She wants to attend Jr. High with her two older siblings next year, and we are considering letting her do so.   No matter what we choose, she will be able to face each day with the knowledge that she has a family that loves her and cares for her. Now there is something that you just can't learn in school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-3362878264879928999?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3362878264879928999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3362878264879928999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/homeschooling-family-and-hope.html' title='HOMESCHOOLING, FAMILY AND HOPE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8492570914037918862</id><published>2008-01-12T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:16:57.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>NIKKI'S PLANNER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4i9vrH0GmI/AAAAAAAAEr8/DyVTU-8GeNM/s1600-h/IMG_4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154578400252533346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4i9vrH0GmI/AAAAAAAAEr8/DyVTU-8GeNM/s320/IMG_4711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ruther and I got this planner for Nikki. We think it's a great and fun way for him to be aware of the days of the week and the dates as they progress. Not only that, it will also teach him about the weather and the seasons as well as his feelings everyday. It's really a neat planner and I hope he never tires of it. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8492570914037918862?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8492570914037918862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8492570914037918862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/nikkis-planner.html' title='NIKKI&apos;S PLANNER'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4i9vrH0GmI/AAAAAAAAEr8/DyVTU-8GeNM/s72-c/IMG_4711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7413481726135787242</id><published>2008-01-11T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:02:04.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>ACTIVITIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been doing several activities for the past weeks but again, I mostly want the boys to bond with their dad before he leaves again for Japan so our lessons have been on and off lately. I'm not really worried because I plan to pick it up next month. I'm trying to up Nikki's activities a bit and am encourging Ethan to start with workbook learning but he's just not too interested at the moment. So am thinking of enrolling him in a sport soon and to get him more things that will keep him physically active in the house, like a trampoline. I just get worried that we're doing as much as we can when we can. I'm going to be more focused with their learning and studying from now on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bIULH0GPI/AAAAAAAAEpA/Uu01iCHMnGQ/s1600-h/IMG_3494edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154027072480614642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bIULH0GPI/AAAAAAAAEpA/Uu01iCHMnGQ/s320/IMG_3494edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this photo, Nikki and Ethan play with the neighbor kids.  They were throwing pebbles into dirty water so instead, I gave them some chalk and told them to draw on the road.  They did so and the boys had fun. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bIzrH0GQI/AAAAAAAAEpI/awUZ6_NdRjs/s1600-h/IMG_3507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154027613646493954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bIzrH0GQI/AAAAAAAAEpI/awUZ6_NdRjs/s320/IMG_3507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki answers his workbook. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154027832689826066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s320/IMG_3509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;Ethan studies with his dad.  He loves identifying pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bMSLH0GSI/AAAAAAAAEpY/zwK083P1zh4/s1600-h/IMG_4179edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154031436167387426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bMSLH0GSI/AAAAAAAAEpY/zwK083P1zh4/s320/IMG_4179edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki makes Christmas cards for his Mama Bong and Mimi and Popsie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bMp7H0GTI/AAAAAAAAEpg/GYoUDz9_aMo/s1600-h/IMG_4192edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154031844189280562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bMp7H0GTI/AAAAAAAAEpg/GYoUDz9_aMo/s320/IMG_4192edit2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boys play with their dad, another activity they will miss once he's away again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bJAbH0GRI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/_cUdfbv2ilU/s1600-h/IMG_3509.JPG"&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7309524445106773578-7413481726135787242?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7413481726135787242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7413481726135787242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/activities.html' title='ACTIVITIES'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bIULH0GPI/AAAAAAAAEpA/Uu01iCHMnGQ/s72-c/IMG_3494edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7158010077965212412</id><published>2008-01-11T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T09:28:32.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>PHOTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I haven't been blogging much and I really do apologize. I think I have to be more resilient in posting here so I will try my best to update you with our homeschooling happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I do, here are some photos of the boys from the holidays:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bFEbH0GMI/AAAAAAAAEoo/XwCur2QYbA4/s1600-h/IMG_4268edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154023503362791618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bFEbH0GMI/AAAAAAAAEoo/XwCur2QYbA4/s320/IMG_4268edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was taken at Christmas.  We were all in green and it's tradition for us to dress in one color scheme for the holidays.  Green was last year's and it was a lot of fun! =D&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bFoLH0GNI/AAAAAAAAEow/MGzlfrRd9P4/s1600-h/DSC_7155edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154024117543114962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bFoLH0GNI/AAAAAAAAEow/MGzlfrRd9P4/s320/DSC_7155edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken during New Year's Eve.  We were all in white.  The boys enjoyed looking at the fireworks but Nikki was wary about all the noise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-7158010077965212412?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7158010077965212412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7158010077965212412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/photos.html' title='PHOTOS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4bFEbH0GMI/AAAAAAAAEoo/XwCur2QYbA4/s72-c/IMG_4268edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1827786744204157021</id><published>2008-01-07T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T12:23:12.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>GOOD CHANGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Program pushes pupils to higher thinking level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By Jocelyn Uy&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Daily Inquirer&lt;br /&gt;First Posted 03:12:00 01/07/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANILA, Philippines -- There will be no more boring lectures, stifling chalk dust and schoolchildren falling asleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are expected to be eliminated when public school teachers soon incorporate in their daily teaching grind an IT-based pedagogy that would engage students in a “higher level” of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called microLESSONs, they are “easy-to-develop” student-centered instructional units pioneered by Singapore’s National Institute of Education (NIE) in 1998, which focus on a small section of a topic in the school curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The instructional packages may include simulations, games and problem-solving that see students “pulling” information rather than teachers “pushing” theories, principles and facts, said Dr. Philip Wong, division director of the NIE’s Academic Computing and Information Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so entertaining and versatile that students could be weather forecasters for an hour and learn about the different types of clouds, or movie buyers versed in expository texts, or elfin financial analysts for popular fairytale character Jack, who didn’t know what to do with his “magic beans” and later learned algebraic expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adopting these instructional materials will draw teachers away from the blackboard and actually help keep students awake and responsive in class, Wong told the Philippine Daily Inquirer, parent company of INQUIRER.net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We will do away with the tutorial mode where teachers talk and talk and talk while students listen, listen and listen until they fall asleep,” Wong said at the launch of the Leaders and Educators in Asia Program (LEAP) at Ateneo de Manila University on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compact discs containing templates of these instructional materials -- particularly lessons in Math, Science and English -- were distributed to participating teachers during the launch, which they could forthwith use in their classes, Wong added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real-life situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;With microLESSONs, teachers will have a more interesting way of presenting their lessons for the day by engaging students in case studies, scenarios or real-life situations pertaining to the topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is one way of encouraging a higher level of thinking among students. We don’t just let them memorize what is being taught,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joint project of NIE, Temasek Foundation and Ateneo, the LEAP is expected to encourage the growth of and innovations in Philippine education through the training of public school teachers.&lt;br /&gt;NIE, an autonomous institute of Nanyang Technological University, is the sole teacher-preparation institute in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temasek, which shelled out P60 million for the project, is a Singapore-based nonprofit organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 public schools&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the program, over 80 teachers and principals from nine pilot public schools in Quezon City will undergo a six-week training beginning this month. This will include a workshop on creating and designing their own microLESSONs -- one of the many components of the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot schools, which were selected by Ateneo, are Sauyo Elementary School, Pasong Tamo Elementary School, Mines Elementary School, Tandang Sora Elementary School, Culiat Elementary School, San Bartolome High School, Ernesto Rondon High School, Ramon Magsaysay High School and Ismael Mathay Sr. High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schools’ population, performance and potential were among the factors considered in the selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers and principals who will excel in the training will receive scholarships to postgraduate diploma, leadership and other professional development programs conducted either at NIE or Ateneo, said NIE director Lee Sing Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ripple effect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The initial ripple effect from this first group will potentially bring benefit to more than 30,000 students, when the LEAP participants return to their schools and communities to help and facilitate the professional development of fellow educators,” Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the three-year program, the university will seek out other schools and tap more government sources so teachers and students in far-flung provinces in the country could benefit from the program, said Ateneo president Fr. Bienvenido Nebres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“One of the realities we face today in [our education system] is that we are rather behind top countries like Singapore, Hong Kong, Japan, China and Taiwan. That’s why we are trying to catch up,” Nebres told reporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Inq7.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1827786744204157021?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1827786744204157021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1827786744204157021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-change.html' title='GOOD CHANGE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-438999160060565695</id><published>2008-01-06T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:11:08.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>NEW BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got the boys new books the other day. T&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4CpDrH0F4I/AAAAAAAAEmI/iS5iR2OPNOg/s1600-h/IMG_4639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152303854292047746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4CpDrH0F4I/AAAAAAAAEmI/iS5iR2OPNOg/s320/IMG_4639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey are always so pleased to have new books and for that, I am glad because I really want them to grow up to be readers. I know I haven't been updating the blog as much but we haven't been neglecting our homeschooling. We still have lessons and stuff but most of all, I want my boys to bond with their dad as much as they can while he is still here. I think that is the most important thing of all, don't you agree? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-438999160060565695?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/438999160060565695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/438999160060565695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-books.html' title='NEW BOOKS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R4CpDrH0F4I/AAAAAAAAEmI/iS5iR2OPNOg/s72-c/IMG_4639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1229793839557621459</id><published>2007-12-25T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:08:38.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS PRESENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R3Ec2rH0FWI/AAAAAAAAEh4/S152eZZTh2s/s1600-h/IMG_4336edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147927574675199330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R3Ec2rH0FWI/AAAAAAAAEh4/S152eZZTh2s/s320/IMG_4336edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW! Look at our Christmas stash! =D Merry Christmas everyone!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1229793839557621459?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1229793839557621459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1229793839557621459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-presents.html' title='CHRISTMAS PRESENTS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R3Ec2rH0FWI/AAAAAAAAEh4/S152eZZTh2s/s72-c/IMG_4336edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4054004104568409778</id><published>2007-12-13T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:10:52.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>AT SM SCIENCE DISCOVERY CENTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a wonderful place for kids. Nikki and Ethan had a blast although Ethan wasn't too keen on the burping figure of a guy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2Kcg7H0FFI/AAAAAAAAEfU/ZxOjj2Nf5Pw/s1600-h/IMG_3643edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143845813850739794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2Kcg7H0FFI/AAAAAAAAEfU/ZxOjj2Nf5Pw/s320/IMG_3643edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2KcarH0FEI/AAAAAAAAEfM/ggtc2VJP0q4/s1600-h/IMG_3650edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143845706476557378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2KcarH0FEI/AAAAAAAAEfM/ggtc2VJP0q4/s320/IMG_3650edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2KcSbH0FDI/AAAAAAAAEfE/IUlzKSyRJhc/s1600-h/IMG_3652edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143845564742636594" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2KbbrH0E_I/AAAAAAAAEek/zXKw7RMY-Us/s320/IMG_3702edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2KbCrH0E-I/AAAAAAAAEec/QtP3KTI87sg/s1600-h/IMG_3729edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143844194648069090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2KbCrH0E-I/AAAAAAAAEec/QtP3KTI87sg/s320/IMG_3729edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-4054004104568409778?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4054004104568409778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4054004104568409778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/12/at-sm-science-discovery-center.html' title='AT SM SCIENCE DISCOVERY CENTER'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R2Kcg7H0FFI/AAAAAAAAEfU/ZxOjj2Nf5Pw/s72-c/IMG_3643edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-6220366150841426624</id><published>2007-12-06T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:56:15.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>CHAOTIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Things have been pretty chaotic here at home since Ruther came home from Japan but we still pretty much are continuing our homeschool lessons. I just didn't have the time to post here. Hopefully, in the next few days, I won't be as busy and I'll resume posting. But before I go, here are the boys on their bike one afternoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R1dWbsHZ97I/AAAAAAAAEas/45p2ezdG2D4/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140672533365389234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R1dWbsHZ97I/AAAAAAAAEas/45p2ezdG2D4/s320/IMG_3477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-6220366150841426624?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6220366150841426624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6220366150841426624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/12/chaotic.html' title='CHAOTIC'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R1dWbsHZ97I/AAAAAAAAEas/45p2ezdG2D4/s72-c/IMG_3477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7101527715423411363</id><published>2007-11-24T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:04:04.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>REALITY CHECK</title><content type='html'>Here is another wonderful letter from Homescholfreestuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reality Check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my daughter was struggling over a simple word... cow. This coming from a little girl whose been reading for quite some time now, I was a little frustrated. Was she kidding me? I informed her I was not going to tell her the word, but she had to sound it out herself. Then came the tears. "Just tell me Mama," she'd whine. I could see she was tired, hence not going to read another word or answer another question without a fight. So, I gave up. I told her we'd finish tomorrow. Maybe in the morning we could sound out that word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This did not sit well with her. She began to whine and whine. If I'd just tell her, she'd be all right. The day just could not go on without me giving in... or so she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now we're playing tug-of-war. Over what? Over "cow?" I told her how smart she was, how much I loved her, and how she would just have to sound it out for herself or wait until tomorrow for my help. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I'm too smart for homeschool!" she cried. Well, to that, I looked her straight in the eye and said, "Maybe you are. Maybe I do need to go ahead and enroll you down the street with the other kids!" The look on her face fell hard. She looked at the floor, tears streaming down her face. Then she turned those beautiful, wet, blue eyes up at me. Through deep breaths and loud sobs she said, "I want you to homeschool me because when I'm a mommy, I want to homeschool my kids, and I want to be like you! If you send me to school, how will I learn to be like you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart broke for her. I scooped her into my arms and held her close, reassuring her that I don't want to send her away and that I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever been complimented like this before by anyone. How humbling was it to hear someone wants to be like me. And not just anyone, but someone who sees me grumpy, unshowered, sassy, and God knows what else! I still cannot believe she sees good in me when I struggle daily to see the beauty God sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God help us to remember we're building a legacy, shaping not just our children's future, but the future of our nation as well. "Its amazing the difference one person can make in the life of a child." I heard that a lot when I was an education major. But when I think on it now, I would say, "A parent does more than make a difference in the life of a child; a parent MAKES the life of a child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like our children look to us, I need to focus on Him, trying desperately to imitate Him. My prayer today is to be the bright light in my children's lives that points them to their Savior. Who doesn't want to be remembered as beautiful in the eyes of their children? I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, and he who wins souls is wise."Proverbs 11:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jennifer~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-7101527715423411363?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7101527715423411363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7101527715423411363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/reality-check.html' title='REALITY CHECK'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5747442915483363651</id><published>2007-11-20T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T11:19:21.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>WORKSHEETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JQH5_NHxI/AAAAAAAAET0/wbHeAVx8Ez8/s1600-h/IMG_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134754621911015186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JQH5_NHxI/AAAAAAAAET0/wbHeAVx8Ez8/s320/IMG_2833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following grid lines.  Nikki made a mistake in the last few lines but I showed it to him and he corrected it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JQPp_NHyI/AAAAAAAAET8/XxD6wXawtuU/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134754755055001378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JQPp_NHyI/AAAAAAAAET8/XxD6wXawtuU/s320/IMG_2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math/Addition.  Nikki did this with no problem at all. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPnp_NHwI/AAAAAAAAETs/qGBYt3zIZ5A/s1600-h/IMG_2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134754067860233986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPnp_NHwI/AAAAAAAAETs/qGBYt3zIZ5A/s320/IMG_2836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maze.  Nikki loves doing mazes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPcZ_NHvI/AAAAAAAAETk/wPFfyEdUrMQ/s1600-h/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134753874586705650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPcZ_NHvI/AAAAAAAAETk/wPFfyEdUrMQ/s320/IMG_2841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was another easy activity. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPP5_NHuI/AAAAAAAAETc/u7MwOCNa8gg/s1600-h/IMG_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134753659838340834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPP5_NHuI/AAAAAAAAETc/u7MwOCNa8gg/s320/IMG_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math/Addition. Another easy yet fun activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPAp_NHtI/AAAAAAAAETU/2ycRz62diWI/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134753397845335762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JPAp_NHtI/AAAAAAAAETU/2ycRz62diWI/s320/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki didn't want to do this at first because he was too conscious about what his drawing would look like but when I encouraged him and showed him some of Pooh's photos, he finally drew the arms. =D  &lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-5747442915483363651?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5747442915483363651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5747442915483363651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/worksheets.html' title='WORKSHEETS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/R0JQH5_NHxI/AAAAAAAAET0/wbHeAVx8Ez8/s72-c/IMG_2833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1019730859073698358</id><published>2007-11-16T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:53:44.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>PLAYTIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1n1Z_NHoI/AAAAAAAAESs/xVw-9U01xMM/s1600-h/IMG_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133373317478948482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1n1Z_NHoI/AAAAAAAAESs/xVw-9U01xMM/s320/IMG_3197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1cPZ_NHkI/AAAAAAAAESM/IDwnQ3rx9iw/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1nIp_NHnI/AAAAAAAAESk/4gSd0SbNH-I/s1600-h/IMG_3201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133372548679802482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1nIp_NHnI/AAAAAAAAESk/4gSd0SbNH-I/s320/IMG_3201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1mL5_NHmI/AAAAAAAAESc/0yPOQ-V9JAk/s1600-h/IMG_3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133371505002749538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1mL5_NHmI/AAAAAAAAESc/0yPOQ-V9JAk/s320/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1lJZ_NHlI/AAAAAAAAESU/d5y5sMfW4uY/s1600-h/IMG_3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1lJZ_NHlI/AAAAAAAAESU/d5y5sMfW4uY/s1600-h/IMG_3215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133370362541448786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1lJZ_NHlI/AAAAAAAAESU/d5y5sMfW4uY/s320/IMG_3215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1cPZ_NHkI/AAAAAAAAESM/IDwnQ3rx9iw/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133360570016013890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1cPZ_NHkI/AAAAAAAAESM/IDwnQ3rx9iw/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-1019730859073698358?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1019730859073698358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1019730859073698358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/playtime.html' title='PLAYTIME'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rz1n1Z_NHoI/AAAAAAAAESs/xVw-9U01xMM/s72-c/IMG_3197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4945568761150144666</id><published>2007-11-09T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:22:02.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>PREPARING FOR DADDY'S ARRIVAL</title><content type='html'>Ruther is arriving home today from Japan! Nikki is so excited! When I suggested that we make a banner for Ruther he was really excited about the activity. So we got a piece of cardboard paper and I used a pencil to make the words. Then, Nikki used a permanent marker to trace the pencil lines. After that, he used some colored chalk to color the letters and it came out so colorful and so wonderful. I just know his dad is going to be so proud and happy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzO0ftbjQxI/AAAAAAAAERs/Mre0s8ABbV8/s1600-h/IMG_3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130642857369223954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzO0ftbjQxI/AAAAAAAAERs/Mre0s8ABbV8/s320/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzO1yNbjQyI/AAAAAAAAER0/O378PeoBnHU/s1600-h/IMG_3293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130644274708431650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzO1yNbjQyI/AAAAAAAAER0/O378PeoBnHU/s320/IMG_3293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-4945568761150144666?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4945568761150144666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4945568761150144666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/preparing-for-daddys-arrival.html' title='PREPARING FOR DADDY&apos;S ARRIVAL'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzO0ftbjQxI/AAAAAAAAERs/Mre0s8ABbV8/s72-c/IMG_3288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2136024770865786689</id><published>2007-11-08T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:37:12.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>NIKKI IS IN SP MAG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yay! Another reason to celebrate! This is a wonderful early birthday present! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzHpUiBl1uI/AAAAAAAAERM/oYuEO2XGEMs/s1600-h/IMG_3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130137989491840738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzHpUiBl1uI/AAAAAAAAERM/oYuEO2XGEMs/s400/IMG_3268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzHpjCBl1vI/AAAAAAAAERU/Hn3-X2pQ-kI/s1600-h/IMG_3270edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130138238599943922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzHpjCBl1vI/AAAAAAAAERU/Hn3-X2pQ-kI/s200/IMG_3270edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday soon, baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2136024770865786689?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2136024770865786689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2136024770865786689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/nikki-is-in-sp-mag.html' title='NIKKI IS IN SP MAG!'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RzHpUiBl1uI/AAAAAAAAERM/oYuEO2XGEMs/s72-c/IMG_3268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5231903437166692357</id><published>2007-11-05T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:14:28.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>CHICKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ry8yniBl1oI/AAAAAAAAEQg/E_NFplfwpRs/s1600-h/IMG_3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129374155328050818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ry8yniBl1oI/AAAAAAAAEQg/E_NFplfwpRs/s320/IMG_3085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nikki is fascinated with the baby chicks.  This hen had 5 yellow and 3 black chicks.  They were so cute!  Nikki was so excited about them, he watched them one afternoon and fed them seeds.  I think this is a great way for him to learn about farm animals.  =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-5231903437166692357?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5231903437166692357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5231903437166692357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/chicks.html' title='CHICKS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ry8yniBl1oI/AAAAAAAAEQg/E_NFplfwpRs/s72-c/IMG_3085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2769111899881467701</id><published>2007-11-02T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:48:35.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>RHYTHM AND MUSIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/parenting/play_and_do/toddlers_rhythm.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/parenting/play_and_do/toddlers_rhythm.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rhythm and music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare Walters&lt;br /&gt;Preschool children really enjoy musical games and activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The rhythm's going to get you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clapping a rhythm - help your child recognise rhythms by clapping a simple one and asking him to clap it back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Copy the tune&lt;/em&gt; - melodies can be taught in the same way, with you singing a short tune (only a few notes) to "la, la, la" and your child singing it back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mirroring&lt;/em&gt; - put on some music, stand opposite your child and ask him to mirror your actions (arms in the air, leaning to one side and so on). Then let him do some actions for you to copy.&lt;br /&gt;Make a shaker - an old plastic drink bottle filled with dried rice, beans or pasta makes a great shaker to use while you're dancing. Make sure the lid is secure so you don't end up with rice everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music pictures&lt;/em&gt; - play different types of music and let your child move a pencil around a piece of paper in a way that reflects what he's hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake, rattle and roll&lt;/em&gt; - if you can stand the noise, make a band. You could include a toy drum, a couple of different rattles, a tambourine made from a paper plate with circles of foil around the edge, and a couple of saucepan lids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use slow, gentle music to calm down a rowdy play session.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2769111899881467701?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2769111899881467701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2769111899881467701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/11/rhythm-and-music.html' title='RHYTHM AND MUSIC'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4479567023263231028</id><published>2007-10-31T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:13:37.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>SWIM FUN!</title><content type='html'>The family had a despedida for Tita Nicki last Sunday and so we all headed for Sun City a swimming resort in Laguna.  The boys had fun of course, and I'll let the photos speak for themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyibMiBl1lI/AAAAAAAAEQI/-l_A4bazNWo/s1600-h/IMG_3149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127518815355524690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyibMiBl1lI/AAAAAAAAEQI/-l_A4bazNWo/s320/IMG_3149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan floats away in the adult pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyiaSCBl1kI/AAAAAAAAEQA/YdJMSvFJfB0/s1600-h/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127517810333177410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyiaSCBl1kI/AAAAAAAAEQA/YdJMSvFJfB0/s320/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The slide at the kiddie pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyiaGCBl1jI/AAAAAAAAEP4/2T9LE0TGzq4/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127517604174747186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyiaGCBl1jI/AAAAAAAAEP4/2T9LE0TGzq4/s320/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Nikki loves the slide! Splash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyiZ5SBl1iI/AAAAAAAAEPw/7Ic8e1m7dHE/s1600-h/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127517385131415074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyiZ5SBl1iI/AAAAAAAAEPw/7Ic8e1m7dHE/s320/IMG_3189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Little swimmer...&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/7309524445106773578-4479567023263231028?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4479567023263231028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4479567023263231028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/swim-fun.html' title='SWIM FUN!'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyibMiBl1lI/AAAAAAAAEQI/-l_A4bazNWo/s72-c/IMG_3149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2262993141896223517</id><published>2007-10-30T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:56:14.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>CHORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are boys doing some chores around the house:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RycNsiBl1YI/AAAAAAAAEOg/fJKUPrmFa3U/s1600-h/IMG_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127081759483483522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RycNsiBl1YI/AAAAAAAAEOg/fJKUPrmFa3U/s320/IMG_3036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RycNPCBl1XI/AAAAAAAAEOY/afiAYadwIps/s1600-h/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127081252677342578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RycNPCBl1XI/AAAAAAAAEOY/afiAYadwIps/s320/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2262993141896223517?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2262993141896223517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2262993141896223517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/chores.html' title='CHORES'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RycNsiBl1YI/AAAAAAAAEOg/fJKUPrmFa3U/s72-c/IMG_3036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2805223824521109490</id><published>2007-10-29T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T08:56:06.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>TOLERANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidshealth.org/parent/emotions/feelings/tolerance.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.kidshealth.org/parent/emotions/feelings/tolerance.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEACHING YOUR CHILD TOLERANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is the great "melting pot," a rich blend of cultural traditions from all over the world. Many American families can trace their histories to immigrant ancestors who traveled great distances, enduring risk and hardship, to make a home where they would be guaranteed basic freedoms. And for many American families these freedoms came with a struggle. Their parents and grandparents were deprived the basic rights we value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American society was founded on freedom from religious persecution and on tolerance of differences in beliefs and cultural heritage. The differences (or diversity) that come from people from all over the world enrich our culture, bringing new ideas and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, more than ever, kids interact with people of differing ethnicities, religions, and cultures. Classrooms are increasingly diverse, reflecting the communities where families live and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A World of Difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some parents welcome the fact that we live in an increasingly diverse society. Others may feel more hesitant, especially if they have not had much exposure to people different from themselves. Many kids are way ahead of their parents regarding exposure to cultural differences. Their circle of friends, their schoolmates, and their athletic teams are much more varied than those of even a generation ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, parents should help their kids prepare to live, learn, and work in communities that will become even more diverse. Teaching tolerance is important not just because it is part of our American heritage, but because &lt;strong&gt;the person who learns to be open to differences will have more opportunities in education, business, and many other aspects of life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, your child's success depends on it. Success in today's world — and tomorrow's — depends on being able to understand, appreciate, and work with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Tolerance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tolerance refers to an attitude of openness and respect for the differences that exist among people&lt;/strong&gt;. Although originally used to refer to ethnic and religious differences, the concepts of diversity and tolerance can also be applied to gender, people with physical and intellectual disabilities, and other differences, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tolerance means respecting and learning from others, valuing differences, bridging cultural gaps, rejecting unfair stereotypes, discovering common ground, and creating new bonds&lt;/strong&gt;. Tolerance, in many ways, is the opposite of prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does tolerance mean that all behaviors have to be accepted? No, of course not. Behaviors that disrespect or hurt others, like being mean or bullying, or behaviors that break social rules, like lying or stealing, should not be tolerated. &lt;strong&gt;Tolerance is about accepting people for who they are — not about accepting bad behavior. Tolerance also means treating others the way you would like to be treated&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Tolerance Is Taught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like all attitudes, tolerance is often taught in subtle ways. Even before they can speak, children closely watch — and imitate — their parents. Kids of all ages develop their own values, in great part, by mirroring the values and attitudes of those they care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many parents live and work in diverse communities and have friends who are different from themselves in some (or in many) ways. Parents' attitudes about respecting others are often so much a part of them that they rarely even think about it. They teach those attitudes simply by being themselves and living their values. Parents who demonstrate (or model) tolerance in their everyday lives send a powerful message. As a result, their children learn to appreciate differences, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, celebrating differences of others doesn't mean giving up your own heritage. Your family may have its own long-standing cultural and religious traditions that are something to be proud of. Families can find ways to celebrate differences of others while continuing to honor and pass down their own cultural heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Can Parents Teach Tolerance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Parents can teach tolerance by example — and in other ways, too. Talking together about tolerance and respect helps kids learn more about the values you want them to have. Giving them opportunities to play and work with others is important as well. This lets kids learn firsthand that everyone has something to contribute and to experience differences and similarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things parents can do to help kids learn tolerance include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notice your own attitudes. Parents who want to help their kids value diversity can be sensitive to cultural stereotypes they may have learned and make an effort to correct them. Demonstrate an attitude of respect for others. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember that kids are always listening. Be aware of the way you talk about people who are different from yourself. Do not make jokes that perpetuate stereotypes. Although some of these may seem to be harmless fun, they can undo attitudes of tolerance and respect. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Select books, toys, music, art, and videos carefully. Keep in mind the powerful effect the media and pop culture have on shaping attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;Point out and talk about unfair stereotypes that may be portrayed in media.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer kids' questions about differences honestly and respectfully. This teaches that it is acceptable to notice and discuss differences as long as it is done with respect. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acknowledge and respect differences within your own family. Demonstrate acceptance of your children's differing abilities, interests, and styles. Value the uniqueness of each member of your family. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember that tolerance does not mean tolerating unacceptable behavior. It means that everyone deserves to be treated with respect — and should treat others with respect as well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help your children feel good about themselves. Kids who feel badly about themselves often treat others badly. Kids with strong self-esteem value and respect themselves and are more likely to treat others with respect, too. Help your child to feel accepted, respected, and valued. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give kids opportunities to work and play with others who are different from them. When choosing a school, day camp, or child-care facility for your child, find one with a diverse population. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn together about holiday and religious celebrations that are not part of your own tradition. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honor your family's traditions and teach them to your kids — and to someone outside the family who wants to learn about the diversity you have to offer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When parents encourage a tolerant attitude in their children, talk about their values, and model the behavior they would like to see by treating others well, kids will follow in their footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewed by: D'Arcy Lyness, PhD&lt;br /&gt;Date reviewed: December 2002&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2805223824521109490?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2805223824521109490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2805223824521109490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/tolerance.html' title='TOLERANCE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5406782184629111560</id><published>2007-10-27T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:05:04.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>MORE BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyNE8iBl1WI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/q64qXRjF8C4/s1600-h/IMG_2488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126016607594075490" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyNEtyBl1VI/AAAAAAAAEOI/wbQQmlcaREo/s320/IMG_2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyNEhSBl1UI/AAAAAAAAEOA/edQLukW_zBY/s1600-h/IMG_2490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126016139442640194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyNEhSBl1UI/AAAAAAAAEOA/edQLukW_zBY/s320/IMG_2490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-5406782184629111560?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5406782184629111560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5406782184629111560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-books.html' title='MORE BOOKS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyNE8iBl1WI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/q64qXRjF8C4/s72-c/IMG_2488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1458437417002773192</id><published>2007-10-26T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:59:30.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>WORLD MAP PUZZLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyHyjyBl1QI/AAAAAAAAENg/JjQwjaZaRXI/s1600-h/IMG_2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125644547462124802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyHyjyBl1QI/AAAAAAAAENg/JjQwjaZaRXI/s320/IMG_2815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy Ethan completes the world map puzzle.  He was quite proud of himself.  And so was I. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1458437417002773192?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1458437417002773192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1458437417002773192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/world-map-puzzle.html' title='WORLD MAP PUZZLE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RyHyjyBl1QI/AAAAAAAAENg/JjQwjaZaRXI/s72-c/IMG_2815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8699171115603540850</id><published>2007-10-25T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T20:17:14.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>WATCH THIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thesuccessfulparent.com/articles/infant.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.thesuccessfulparent.com/articles/infant.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEY MOMMY, WATCH THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by John P. Frazier, M.S.W. and Barbara Frazier, M.S.W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had the opportunity to visit a preschool to offer some training for the teachers. After the presentation, a smaller group of us moved to the playground where we continued a more informal discussion. At the time, the playground was full of youngsters for the afternoon break. All of the sudden a young boy yelled from a few yards away, "Hey, watch this!" He was jumping off the monkey bars and pretending he could fly through the air. He was obviously quite pleased with himself, and wanted to make sure we agreed with his assessment. A moment later, a little girl who was watching the boy waved her arms at us and said "Watch, I can do a somersault," which she proceeded to do. In no time at all, a number of children could be heard saying "Watch this" or "Look at me" or "I can do that!" As I had already surmised, we were sitting among a group of four-year-olds. What tipped me off about the age was the particular activity we were witnessing. &lt;strong&gt;These children were engaged in "showing off", partly to get our attention and partly to gain our approval and confirmation of their rather exaggerated views of themselves. It's as though they were saying "I'm here, I'm great, and look what I can do!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four-year-olds necessarily engage in a lot of showing off or what might clinically be termed "exhibitionism."&lt;/strong&gt; They run fast, kick the ball hard, pretend to leap off tall buildings, and dance like angels. As if these weren't enough, &lt;strong&gt;they expand and exaggerate their capabilities by pretending to be superheroes that can overcome any obstacle using their special magical powers.&lt;/strong&gt; What is going on here is that these youngsters are making a grand entrance into the world. Having successfully navigated the tasks of the first three years and emerged as walking, talking, feeling, and thinking little individuals, these youngsters are now ready to take the next step, which is to join the wider world of social connections and social roles. &lt;strong&gt;To make the transition, however, they need to be armed with a positive self-image and a lot of self esteem that can withstand the ups and downs of engaging with peers and dealing with adults other than their parents.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;They need some padding and protection as they take on more complicated relationships and try and live up to greater expectations. The padding comes in the shape of a rather inflated and exaggerated sense of themselves, which they develop in two ways. The first is through the consistent observation and affirmation of themselves by their parents.&lt;/strong&gt; Stated another way, the young child formulates who he is through the admiring eyes of mommy and daddy. It would be sort of like looking into a mirror that could talk back to you and affirm for you what you see, like the wicked queen in Snow White who says, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all." The answer she's looking for is that she is the fairest of them all. The four-year-old is looking for that same answer, and it needs to come from mommy and daddy in the form of admiration, attention, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second method is through fantasy play, especially play where the youngster takes on the role of a superhero or character with superhuman powers.&lt;/strong&gt; For example, Joey is a four-year-old boy who loves to play Superman. He has a full-sized Superman cape which he wears over his Superman pajamas (that look like the Superman suit), and red boots that he constructs by pulling red knee socks up over his cowboy boots. To complete the outfit he has an old suit jacket and horn-rimmed glasses (without the glass) that he wears over the Superman outfit when he's Clark Kent. A typical fantasy is to have his mother pretend that some bad guys are chasing her and scream for help. "Clark" swirls around while removing his clothes and emerges as Superman. With his cape flowing, he flies through air, rushes to his mother's side, and single handedly throws the bad guys into outer space. She makes many exclamations about how strong he is and how grateful she is that he saved her. He tips his head, says "thanks mamn," and flies off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fantasy, Joey steps into the world as a contributing participant, but he does so by becoming someone who is very powerful and admired - a superhero. His mother's participation in the fantasy assists him in validating this puffed up self-image, and even after the fantasy is over, these feelings stay with Joey for some time. What this story exemplifies is the fact that &lt;strong&gt;young children need to experience themselves this way initially as they begin to make their entrance into the social world. Moreover, the experience needs to be a repetitive one until the child's oversized self-image becomes steady.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;As the child gets older and begins to interact more in social settings such as school, this inflated self-image will gradually be transformed into a cooperative and contributing self that participates in the general activities of society.&lt;/strong&gt; The little superhero will become the school student, baseball player, doll collector, ballet dancer, etc. But for now, take pleasure in your little exhibitionist and join in his quest for conquering the world through play and admiration. You'll be providing a psychological bridge to the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8699171115603540850?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8699171115603540850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8699171115603540850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/watch-this.html' title='WATCH THIS!'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5624223526214193281</id><published>2007-10-24T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:45:18.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>DRAWING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rx8-H5BggRI/AAAAAAAAENA/PzlLYy6nEmQ/s1600-h/IMG_3044edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124883206258065682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rx8-H5BggRI/AAAAAAAAENA/PzlLYy6nEmQ/s320/IMG_3044edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ethan and his jellyfish.  He is quite happy with his drawing. =D  Isn't he cute? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-5624223526214193281?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5624223526214193281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5624223526214193281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/drawing.html' title='DRAWING'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rx8-H5BggRI/AAAAAAAAENA/PzlLYy6nEmQ/s72-c/IMG_3044edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-6167648149306909560</id><published>2007-10-22T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:40:58.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>GRASSHOPPER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found a grasshopper the other day! 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CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxxTNJBggKI/AAAAAAAAEMI/9GPgzZbphQk/s320/IMG_3020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxxTW5BggLI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/f7K-MK3DRsk/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxxTNJBggKI/AAAAAAAAEMI/9GPgzZbphQk/s1600-h/IMG_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxxTW5BggLI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/f7K-MK3DRsk/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxxTW5BggLI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/f7K-MK3DRsk/s1600-h/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-6167648149306909560?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6167648149306909560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6167648149306909560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/grasshopper.html' title='GRASSHOPPER'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxxT2pBggNI/AAAAAAAAEMg/bbfHo0Ep9p4/s72-c/IMG_2999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2249359100223814007</id><published>2007-10-20T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:54:16.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>YOU AND YOUR KIDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.parentingbookmark.com/pages/ArticleAL14.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.parentingbookmark.com/pages/ArticleAL14.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;A Moment to Reflect: Do You Like Your Kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Anne Leedom&lt;br /&gt;Founder and Editor-In-Chief, ParentingBookmark.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer vacation is over for us. My daughters are on red track at Silva Valley Elementary. Our entire summer is about six weeks long. As I prepare to send them back to school with new back packs, lunch boxes and one or two new outfits, I feel a bit guilty when I realize I am actually looking forward to them returning to school. I have my days back to myself where I can devote myself to my job, my friends and my house without CONSTANT interruptions. I also realize I am asking myself a startling question. Do I LIKE my kids? I mean really like my kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was a wonderful mother; at least she was once the four of us kids hit eighteen. Up until that moment we were wonderful and cherished, but always slightly trying. At least one of us was. (I always have stood out from the crowd.) Daycare wasn’t an option then and even if it were as available as it is today, I doubt she would have taken advantage of it. She basically wanted to like her kids and spend lots of time with us. Now let’s face facts. Kids are not always as enjoyable as we would like them to be. The facts are that you either spend your time working on your kid’s behavior or being a victim of their behavior. There is no middle ground when they are small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As parents we need to make a decision when our kids our young. How much effort are we willing to expend to really help them learn to behave, to make sure they are not over stimulated, and that they understand right from wrong and that “no” means “no”. Ultimately, there is a reality all parents need to face up to. Here are a few of the new rules parents need to accept, or they will have to accept that raising their kids is going to be far more difficult then they could ever have bargained for, and that “liking” their kids will not be an option the majority of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule Number One&lt;/strong&gt;: You don’t come first anymore. You always need to prioritize yourself and take care of yourself, but day to day, your needs will almost always come second to theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule Number Two&lt;/strong&gt;: Your kids will win every battle ultimately, unless you commit to working with them as a team and not a dictatorship. Kids expend an amazing amount of energy and quite effectively I might add, to “winning the battle”. As a parent your greatest moments will come in learning to diffuse or avoid these battles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule Number Three&lt;/strong&gt;: The amount of patience and love you give them will come back to you a hundred fold if you are committed to their moral and character development. It’s true what they say that what you give, you get. Every time you are struggling with your child, ask yourself how you want to be treated. Eventually, it IS how you will be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule Number Four&lt;/strong&gt;: Kids need to understand you are the parent, the boss and in control of their lives, day to day. This is how they feel loved. How compassionately and calmly you communicate this will determine if they feel respected and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule Number Five&lt;/strong&gt;: It takes a village to raise a child, but you are still the general of the village and only you know truly what is best for your child, Never abdicate your authority or your instincts. (This includes mothers-in-laws.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all do the best we can as parents. We love our kids and give them as much time and direction as possible. My hope is that parents change their focus just a bit to nurture character and help their kids see how they affect others and to take responsibility for the consequences of their actions. If you already do this, take it a step further. The rewards of truly “liking” your kids along with “loving” you kids will be worth the effort!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2249359100223814007?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2249359100223814007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2249359100223814007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-and-your-kids.html' title='YOU AND YOUR KIDS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1467915360569386277</id><published>2007-10-19T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:30:58.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>DOMINOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We found these dominos and decided to have some fun with it. Here are some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxgIrZBggHI/AAAAAAAAELw/opAioKCMKUE/s1600-h/IMG_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122854117678547058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxgIrZBggHI/AAAAAAAAELw/opAioKCMKUE/s320/IMG_2760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxgIhpBggGI/AAAAAAAAELo/SRt5_gBCDmM/s1600-h/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122853950174822498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxgIhpBggGI/AAAAAAAAELo/SRt5_gBCDmM/s320/IMG_2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-1467915360569386277?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1467915360569386277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1467915360569386277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/dominos.html' title='DOMINOS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxgIrZBggHI/AAAAAAAAELw/opAioKCMKUE/s72-c/IMG_2760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-9223271402974353263</id><published>2007-10-18T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:05:49.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>DRUMMER BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb3hZBggEI/AAAAAAAAELY/ghpe6vuQp_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2518edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122553779205472322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb3hZBggEI/AAAAAAAAELY/ghpe6vuQp_Y/s320/IMG_2518edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb3JJBggDI/AAAAAAAAELQ/-qKs3k0lRpg/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb3JJBggDI/AAAAAAAAELQ/-qKs3k0lRpg/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb3JJBggDI/AAAAAAAAELQ/-qKs3k0lRpg/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb20pBggCI/AAAAAAAAELI/YSUi4AJ69kA/s320/IMG_2524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-9223271402974353263?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/9223271402974353263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/9223271402974353263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/drummer-boy.html' title='DRUMMER BOY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rxb3hZBggEI/AAAAAAAAELY/ghpe6vuQp_Y/s72-c/IMG_2518edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2648695279508464995</id><published>2007-10-17T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:23:45.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>SO INSPIRING</title><content type='html'>I love this letter from Homeschoolfreestuff.  It just warms my heart and I hope that when Nikki and Ethan are bigger, they would appreciate the choice we made for them: the choice to homeschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Their Eyes Looking Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE FROM THE EDITOR: Parents ALWAYS wonder if they are doing the right things. I do! My parents still wonder too! I think it's part of being a parent. Then to do something courageous like homeschooling, far from the norm, it's scarier yet. When this story came in, I had stop and redo this newsletter! What a wonderful testament to loving and caring parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My High School Diploma has finally arrived! Year 2005. What excitement! My mind drifted back to the winter of 1996 when I had just finished my Primary three (Third Grade) final year exams in public school. Little did I know that that would be the last time I sit in a classroom to take an exam and that the next time would be in a lecture hall taking my SATs with people much older than I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents made the important decision that would cause the course of my life to be far different from that of my peers around me. The decision to homeschool me and the rest of my brothers and sisters. Do I regret that they did so? No…. and let me tell you why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never had negative thoughts toward homeschooling. In fact, I my first reaction was, great! I finally get to be homeschooled like the rest of my friends. But as I grew older, I realized the host of things I was protected from by being homeschooled. The peer pressure from friends at school that would have a wrong influence on me. The high stress and pressure to succeed, to excel in exams, to be first in class, to get in a good university; I no longer have to face. Instead I learned to study independently, learned to multi-task and schedule my time to include housework, homework, cooking, baking, playing, babysitting, church meetings, and most importantly, my family. Rubbing shoulders daily and taking care of each younger brother and sister have taught me things I never would have experience, had I not been homeschooled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I socially inept? unlikely so, with seven siblings and a host of church friends. Am I bitter about missing the opportunity to be educated the same way as every other child in my country or feel ashamed that I'm homeschooled? Rather not, as I have met people who are genuinely interested about my education and there is no stigma attached to me or my family. Am I less qualified to enter a university? Hardly! I know of homeschoolers who enter university without a hitch. Am I less able to find a job? Nil to that too! I found a job as a legal secretary even before I graduated! Has homeschooling better enable me to face the working world? I would definitely say yes! If I could rewind the years and be given a choice, would I choose to be homeschooled? Yes I would, and I'm glad my parents made the choice to travel the road less taken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--J.H.Y.--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2648695279508464995?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2648695279508464995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2648695279508464995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-inspiring.html' title='SO INSPIRING'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1095192951906845407</id><published>2007-10-16T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:04:34.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>WORKSHEETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxQNmXyLuII/AAAAAAAAEJ4/vt4YMSzBhsE/s1600-h/IMG_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121733629097785474" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxQJJnyLuBI/AAAAAAAAEJA/Up2fXPI2bus/s320/IMG_2357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxQIwnyLuAI/AAAAAAAAEI4/ny_uOoOv4hk/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121728307633305602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxQIwnyLuAI/AAAAAAAAEI4/ny_uOoOv4hk/s320/IMG_2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-1095192951906845407?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1095192951906845407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1095192951906845407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/worksheets.html' title='WORKSHEETS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxQNmXyLuII/AAAAAAAAEJ4/vt4YMSzBhsE/s72-c/IMG_2349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3742608338192099991</id><published>2007-10-15T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:00:45.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>PARTS OF THE BODY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got the boys this puzzle a few months ago. It's an introduction to the different parts of the body (inside and outside). I figured, since the boys love puzzles, the will learn the parts of the body the fun way. Already, Nikki knows most of the parts and so I am looking forward to the time when we get into more detail. But of course, it will depend on his readiness. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxNyanyLt3I/AAAAAAAAEHw/sNZ-Dw93BHc/s1600-h/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121563002932017010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxNyanyLt3I/AAAAAAAAEHw/sNZ-Dw93BHc/s320/IMG_2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-3742608338192099991?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3742608338192099991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3742608338192099991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/parts-of-body.html' title='PARTS OF THE BODY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxNyanyLt3I/AAAAAAAAEHw/sNZ-Dw93BHc/s72-c/IMG_2752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2887730873915113776</id><published>2007-10-14T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:08:01.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>LITERACY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.parentsasteachers.org/site/pp.asp?c=ekIRLcMZJxE&amp;amp;b=307148"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.parentsasteachers.org/site/pp.asp?c=ekIRLcMZJxE&amp;amp;b=307148&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;Reading together to build early literacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that you can help your child get ready to read even while he is very young? When an infant shows excitement over pictures next to his crib, or a toddler turns the pages of a board book, or a preschooler recognizes the first letter of his name on a cereal box, each is demonstrating emerging literacy skills. Reading to your child from birth is the best way to make him a successful reader when he starts school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Early stages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developing language is the first step in learning to read, and it occurs very early in life. When you read to your child from the time she is born, you provide a rich language environment for her. Your child hears words that may not occur in the normal course of a day, increasing her exposure to a wide variety of speech sounds. When you cradle your baby and read with inflection in your voice, your child learns to associate reading with love, comfort and pleasure—the beginning of a positive attitude which provides motivation for learning to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toddler years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddlers have the reputation for being on the go, and you may be discouraged in your attempts to read to your child during this stage of development. But toddlers learn important things from reading—they just learn them standing up! Children this age like books that have photographs of objects and text that names the pictures. Nursery rhymes and books with rhyming text are important because rhyming promotes the awareness of letter sounds, which is necessary for reading. Toddlerhood is the time to learn how to handle a book, such as holding the book right side up and turning paper pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preschool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children enter the preschool years, they develop an appreciation of the plot and characters of a story. Exposure to quality picture books increases your child’s enjoyment of reading and engages his imagination. More complex stories build your child’s comprehension skills and provide a knowledge base from which he can understand concepts and new ideas. Skills such as identifying the title of a book, tracing text with a finger while it is read, talking about pictures, and speculating about where the plot is going are setting the stage for learning to read in the early years of school. Literacy also develops when your child sees printed words in his environment, such as signs, lists, menus or labels. When you read this “environmental print” to your child, you show him that reading is important in every day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read to your child each day, no matter how young she is. You will be giving her just the right experiences she needs to become a good reader in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Experts say…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading experts Susan Hall and Louise Moats sum up the benefits of reading aloud to your child in the early years. Your child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;develops background knowledge for more complicated learning &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;builds vocabulary &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;is exposed to rich language patterns &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learns the structure of a story &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learns how to handle books and becomes familiar with reading &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;identifies reading as a pleasurable activity &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2887730873915113776?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2887730873915113776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2887730873915113776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/literacy.html' title='LITERACY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1263693946674744016</id><published>2007-10-13T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T09:47:11.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>DOT-TO-DOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ethan does not like it when I try to teach him things. He prefers to do it on his own and learn by trial and error. I respect his learning style even if it frustrates me sometimes because I'm so used to teaching the traditional way with Nikki (workbooks, etc.). But anyway, I try to give Ethan some learning tools that will help him in his process. I bought him a write-and-wipe book and he would doodle in it without knowing exactly what to do. But the other day, I saw him carefully following the dots to make a picture and I was so happy and proud of him! I realized that Ethan does not want to be pushed and would do things when he is good and ready. And that's just the way he is. And really, that's no problem with me at all just as long as he learns, he loves learning and would want to continue learning always. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxAjfnyLtvI/AAAAAAAAEGw/mJwYipIOzuE/s1600-h/IMG_2724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120631802482636530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxAjfnyLtvI/AAAAAAAAEGw/mJwYipIOzuE/s320/IMG_2724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-1263693946674744016?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1263693946674744016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1263693946674744016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/dot-to-dot.html' title='DOT-TO-DOT'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RxAjfnyLtvI/AAAAAAAAEGw/mJwYipIOzuE/s72-c/IMG_2724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3262045067967680640</id><published>2007-10-11T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:10:19.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>NEW SONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki found this song on Youtube.  I know, scary that he could easily find things on his own... Anyway, it has such a catchy melody that the boys love listening to this over and over.  I also noticed that after Nikki listened to this repeatedly, his lower case alphabet improved a lot.  Goodie. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&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;Chicka Chicka Boom Boom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A told B, and B told C, "I'll meet you at the top of the coconut tree."&lt;br /&gt;"Wheel!" said D to E F G, "I'll beat you to the top of the coconut tree."&lt;br /&gt;Chicka chicka boom boom! Will there be enough room? Here comes H up the coconut tree,&lt;br /&gt;and I and J and tag-along K, all on their way up the coconut tree.&lt;br /&gt;Chicka chicka boom boom! Will there be enough room? Look who's coming! L M N O P!&lt;br /&gt;And Q R S! And T U V! Still more - W! And X Y Z!&lt;br /&gt;The whole alphabet up the - Oh, no! Chicka chicka... BOOM! BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;Skit skat skoodle doot. Flip flop flee. Everybody running to the coconut tree.&lt;br /&gt;Mamas and papas and uncles and aunts hug their little dears, then dust their pants.&lt;br /&gt;"Help us up," cried A B C.&lt;br /&gt;Next from the pileup skinned-knee D and stubbed-toe E and patched-up F. Then comes G all out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;H is tangled up with I. J and K are about to cry. L is knotted like a tie.&lt;br /&gt;M is looped. N is stopped. O is twisted alley-oop. Skit skat skoodle doot. Flip flop flee.&lt;br /&gt;Look who's coming! It's black-eyed P, Q R S, and loose-tooth T. Then U V W wiggle-jiggle free.&lt;br /&gt;Last to come X Y Z. And the sun goes down on the coconut tree...&lt;br /&gt;But - chicka chicka boom boom! Look, there's a full moon.&lt;br /&gt;A is out of bed, and this is what he said, "Dare double dare, you can't catch me. I'll beat you up the top of the coconut tree."Chicka chicka BOOM! BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtvtYjLbnDk&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-3262045067967680640?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3262045067967680640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3262045067967680640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-song.html' title='NEW SONG'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-182521303719768553</id><published>2007-10-10T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:48:39.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>VIVALDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwzYJWx1mJI/AAAAAAAAEGI/Nu2d7vMibW8/s1600-h/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119704531658446994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwzYJWx1mJI/AAAAAAAAEGI/Nu2d7vMibW8/s320/IMG_2748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki enjoys listening to this CD. He discovered classical music while watching Little Einsteins on the Playhouse Disney channel. I found out later on that he would hum some songs and pieces and I thought of getting him a CD. He listens to this at least twice a week and I am thinking of getting him more CD from other composers. I hope he will continue to enjoy classical music until he is bigger. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-182521303719768553?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/182521303719768553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/182521303719768553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/vivaldi.html' title='VIVALDI'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwzYJWx1mJI/AAAAAAAAEGI/Nu2d7vMibW8/s72-c/IMG_2748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7043232978673124374</id><published>2007-10-09T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:12:39.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phonics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>SCRABBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuEG2x1mII/AAAAAAAAEGA/sGOOE9Dx-Gw/s1600-h/IMG_2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119330654755330178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuEG2x1mII/AAAAAAAAEGA/sGOOE9Dx-Gw/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki has had this Scrabble for almost 2 years now. It was given to him as a present. He loves this. We did levels 1 anad 2 before but now, he can breeze through levels 3 and 4. I'm so proud of him!! Maybe we'll be playing real Scrabble in a few years' time. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuDSmx1mHI/AAAAAAAAEF4/NFcZPvXg5X0/s1600-h/IMG_2610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119329757107165298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuDSmx1mHI/AAAAAAAAEF4/NFcZPvXg5X0/s320/IMG_2610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki loves words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuCumx1mGI/AAAAAAAAEFw/piRb9os_t-g/s1600-h/IMG_2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119329138631874658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuCumx1mGI/AAAAAAAAEFw/piRb9os_t-g/s320/IMG_2622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is easy, Mommy!"&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuCWWx1mFI/AAAAAAAAEFo/dt3RuthustA/s1600-h/IMG_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119328722020046930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuCWWx1mFI/AAAAAAAAEFo/dt3RuthustA/s320/IMG_2623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is how to do it!"&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuCFmx1mEI/AAAAAAAAEFg/53SD0bkYT4E/s1600-h/IMG_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119328434257238082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuCFmx1mEI/AAAAAAAAEFg/53SD0bkYT4E/s320/IMG_2625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vowels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-7043232978673124374?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7043232978673124374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7043232978673124374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/scrabble.html' title='SCRABBLE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwuEG2x1mII/AAAAAAAAEGA/sGOOE9Dx-Gw/s72-c/IMG_2611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-9068238326294626121</id><published>2007-10-08T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:41:16.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>ANOTHER LETTER</title><content type='html'>Another inspiring letter... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH, AND CATS DON'T LIKE TOOTHPASTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My decision to homeschool was not an easy one. I had never even considered homeschooling before this year, especially since I'm a college student myself! Taking classes again was a dream come true for me, as 10 years have passed since the last time I cracked open a college textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past five years were years of dramatic change in our family -- my husband's decision to join the military (at 34!), my decision to quit working and spend some much-needed quality time with our two children, and the ultimate goal for both of us to complete our degrees. After looking at all of the alternatives, an online college made the most sense. The idea of setting my own pace, not having to miss a class because of a sick child (or a deployed husband), and reduced tuition for military dependents was too good to pass up! I attended full-time for the first year, then my husband received orders for Korea. One year apart-it just didn't seem fair! He'd only been home a few months after returning from a 10-month tour in Kuwait, and now he was going again. That's okay, I thought, I'm in school, and the kids are in school. It won't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of my son's 5th grade year, I began to ask about the middle school that he would be attending. Several other moms were concerned with sending their children to middle school, and I was worried, too. My son was diagnosed with ADD in 3rd grade, and over the past two years, I had come to realize that his teachers were less than enthusiastic about helping him learn how to focus. Anything that I did at home seemed to disentigrate the moment he walked into school. A dear friend of mine had been homeschooling for four years, and I was wondering if this was the solution to our concerns. After researching (and praying), we discovered a program that fit our son's needs. Beginning the program was easier than I had anticipated, and it gives my son an opportunity every day to be more responsible and more focused on his schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a homeschooling mom has taught me a few life lessons, as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taking an hour to relearn math with your son that you learned 20 years ago is priceless. Exhausting, but priceless.&lt;br /&gt;-It's okay if the house looks like a toy store exploded every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;-A plastic "superbouncer" ball, microwaved for 3 minutes at high, will ruin your microwave. Trust me on this one...&lt;br /&gt;-It takes exactly 114 medium-sized Christmas bows to cover a 80-pound, 11-year old boy.&lt;br /&gt;-Cats don't like toothpaste.&lt;br /&gt;-A cheese puff is small enough to fit up the nose of a 7-year old.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't let your children watch anything on television that you don't mind them telling your pastor after church.&lt;br /&gt;-Cats don't like tape, either.&lt;br /&gt;-The next time you feel like crying, laugh. It's good medicine.&lt;br /&gt;-The greatest lesson a parent can teach is one that involves compassion, kindness and humility.&lt;br /&gt;-Life is not a race; it is a dance. Take the time to hear the music, to dance with someone you love, and to enjoy the moment for all that it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;-With God's help, I can accomplish anything I set my mind to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some lessons that I've learned over the past few years. Through God, I have learned how to be patient and understanding. I'm still learning, and I know that I have so much more to learn. That's okay, though. I know now that some lessons have to be learned over time, that they can't be taught in a day, or a week, or a month, or even a year. Homeschooling is a lesson in life-every day I find an opportunity to teach my son a life lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only wish is that he shares these with his children one day. We'll just have to wait and see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T.Downey.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-9068238326294626121?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/9068238326294626121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/9068238326294626121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-letter.html' title='ANOTHER LETTER'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1269242659091174133</id><published>2007-10-06T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:26:55.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>NIKKI AND SOME EGGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rwd-9mx1l0I/AAAAAAAAEDg/WlOmfup7sxw/s1600-h/IMG_2735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118199098376558402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rwd-9mx1l0I/AAAAAAAAEDg/WlOmfup7sxw/s320/IMG_2735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki learns about chicken eggs. These were laid by a chicken owned by one of the workers here at home.  =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1269242659091174133?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1269242659091174133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1269242659091174133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/nikki-and-some-eggs.html' title='NIKKI AND SOME EGGS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rwd-9mx1l0I/AAAAAAAAEDg/WlOmfup7sxw/s72-c/IMG_2735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3853747127361640687</id><published>2007-10-05T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:28:58.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>CD PUMPKINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since it's October already, I wanted us to do more Halloween activities. We started off with making this jack o' lantern made out of constuction paper and old/damaged CDs. So, not only am I teaching the boys arts and crafts, but they are also learning to recycle. =D Nikki had so much fun making this one, I thought of making more then using them to decorate the boys' room in time for Halloween! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXK0Gx1lzI/AAAAAAAAEDY/NVPUNov3EZw/s1600-h/IMG_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117719548098090802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXK0Gx1lzI/AAAAAAAAEDY/NVPUNov3EZw/s320/IMG_2795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials. Damaged CD, construction paper (orange, black and green), scissors and glue/paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXKRWx1lxI/AAAAAAAAEDI/L6Kf3iQ9cCk/s1600-h/IMG_2802edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXKe2x1lyI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/fmg2nNzHvFs/s1600-h/IMG_2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117719183025870626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXKe2x1lyI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/fmg2nNzHvFs/s320/IMG_2798.JPG" border="0" /&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;Mommy cut out the pieces and Nikki pastes them.  Here, Nikki is putting the jack o lantern's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXJsGx1lwI/AAAAAAAAEDA/IG-RvItYJMw/s1600-h/IMG_2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXKRWx1lxI/AAAAAAAAEDI/L6Kf3iQ9cCk/s1600-h/IMG_2802edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117718951097636626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXKRWx1lxI/AAAAAAAAEDI/L6Kf3iQ9cCk/s320/IMG_2802edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, the nose.&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; &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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXJsGx1lwI/AAAAAAAAEDA/IG-RvItYJMw/s1600-h/IMG_2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117718311147509506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXJsGx1lwI/AAAAAAAAEDA/IG-RvItYJMw/s320/IMG_2807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-da! Happy pumpkin and happy boy.  =D&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/7309524445106773578-3853747127361640687?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3853747127361640687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3853747127361640687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/cd-pumpkins.html' title='CD PUMPKINS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwXK0Gx1lzI/AAAAAAAAEDY/NVPUNov3EZw/s72-c/IMG_2795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1826608876373432537</id><published>2007-10-04T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:50:00.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>KIDS AND SMOKING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/hsn/20071002/hl_hsn/firstpuffcanturnkidsintosmokersstudy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/hsn/20071002/hl_hsn/firstpuffcanturnkidsintosmokersstudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First Puff Can Turn Kids Into Smokers: Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Alan Mozes&lt;br /&gt;HealthDay Reporter&lt;br /&gt;Mon Oct 1, 11:45 PM ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY, Oct. 1 (HealthDay News) -- Just a single drag on a cigarette may drag a teen into smoking addiction, a new study suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers say almost a third of kids interviewed who tried smoking said their first cigarette brought them a feeling of relaxation -- and two-thirds of those kids went on to become smokers.&lt;br /&gt;"This provides further support for the idea that dependence begins with the first cigarette," said study lead author Dr. Joseph DiFranza, a professor in the department of family medicine and community health at the University of Massachusetts Medical School in Worcester, Mass.&lt;br /&gt;DiFranza's findings are reported in the October issue of Pediatrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 2002 and 2006, the study authors tracked the smoking habits of 217 sixth-graders, averaging 12 years of age, who they recruited from six schools in Massachusetts. Nearly three-quarters of the children were non-Hispanic whites, and all reported having inhaled a cigarette at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of 11 in-person, 20-minute interviews were conducted over the four-year study period. The teens also completed psychological evaluations while recounting their history of tobacco use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobacco-dependence was assessed based on such criteria as cravings, compulsion to smoke, changes in tolerance, time devoted to the pursuit of smoking, and an inability to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well, all the boys and girls were asked questions regarding basic personality traits, attitudes and beliefs, their social environment, and involvement with their family and community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result: Once a teen had tried cigarettes, very little they did afterward impacted on whether they became addicted or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, experiencing that feeling of being "relaxed" immediately after the first puff of a cigarette was the leading predictor of becoming dependent on cigarettes and then being unable to quit, the researchers found. Almost 29 percent of youngsters interviewed said they had experienced such a feeling after their first cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over 38 percent of the ever-smoking youngsters went on to develop a clinical dependence on cigarettes. Almost 67 percent of the participants who recalled being relaxed following their first inhale became dependent, the researchers reported, compared to 29 percent of those who experienced no such relaxation effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor that appeared to somewhat up the risk for dependence was having seen an ad with Joe Camel -- the Camel cigarette brand's mascot between 1987 and 1997, the study found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychological factors -- such as being depressed and having a novelty-seeking personality -- also boosted the likelihood of addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-inhale relaxation was the biggest risk factor for being unable to quit smoking, the researchers added. In fact, 91 percent of teens who claimed such feelings also said they were unable to kick the habit. Overall, almost 60 percent of the entire group of kids interviewed said they had lost their "autonomy," in terms of being able to stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The findings suggest that the physiological addiction triggered by a first cigarette may be even more of a risk factor for smoking dependence than personality-driven factors, according to the researchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the study results, DiFranza's team advocated an all-out ban on tobacco advertising to lower teens' likelihood of experimenting with cigarettes. More might also be done to educate young people of the dangers of that first cigarette, DiFranza added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've never seen a commercial on TV warning that you can get hooked from the first cigarette," he noted. "And, to my knowledge, this has not yet been taught in classrooms. This is not a message that we've ever used in our public health programs. So, probably 99 percent of kids you asked probably think it's safe to try it once. What could be the problem with that? But there is a big risk to even trying it just once. And that should be the message that we give to our kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One expert said the study raises a few interesting questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, I wouldn't have expected that young people -- of all groups -- would experiment with cigarettes as a way to seek relaxation," said Joel Killen, a professor in the department of medicine with the Stanford Prevention Research Center at Stanford University School of Medicine in Stanford, Calif. "I would think that as a social group, kids would tend to look for the opposite -- for stimulation," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is also this ongoing conundrum concerning nicotine addiction that people have talked about for a long time," Killen said. "That is that a lot of smokers report that they smoke for this relaxing effect -- an easing of their anxiety -- despite the fact that nicotine is actually a stimulant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, recent animal studies have suggested that the first few puffs of cigarette smoke do provoke a physiological reaction akin to relaxation, but it is a transient feeling that occurs before stimulation kicks in, Killen said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean that teens might, in fact, be attracted to cigarettes for that relaxation-stimulation effect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To my knowledge, this question has yet to be studied in humans," Killen responded. "So, it remains a paradox."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1826608876373432537?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1826608876373432537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1826608876373432537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/kids-and-smoking.html' title='KIDS AND SMOKING'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3416478145888354613</id><published>2007-10-03T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T09:32:51.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN CRAFTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think this will be a fun activity for Nikki this Halloween. We have some plastic spoons lying around here in the house, maybe we could use those. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://crafts.kaboose.com/plastic-spoon-witch.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://crafts.kaboose.com/plastic-spoon-witch.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Plastic Spoon Witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Amanda Formaro &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwLxDmx1loI/AAAAAAAAECA/-J9OgvU7Pxk/s1600-h/witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116917170897786498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwLxDmx1loI/AAAAAAAAECA/-J9OgvU7Pxk/s200/witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficulty: Easy&lt;br /&gt;Age: 6 and up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fun craft can be as intricate or as simple as you like. Adjust the details to make it simpler for younger children by eliminating her belt buckle, necklace, and teeth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you'll need:&lt;br /&gt;Plastic spoon&lt;br /&gt;½ sheet of lime green felt&lt;br /&gt;½ sheet of purple felt&lt;br /&gt;1 sheet of black felt&lt;br /&gt;½ sheet tan felt&lt;br /&gt;Small scrap of white felt&lt;br /&gt;1 lime green chenille stick&lt;br /&gt;2 small wiggle eyes&lt;br /&gt;1 miniature light green pom pom&lt;br /&gt;10 miniature light purple pom poms&lt;br /&gt;1 gold chenille stick&lt;br /&gt;Scissors&lt;br /&gt;Hot glue gun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to make it:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cut a square of lime green felt large enough to fold over and completely cover the top portion of the spoon. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;2. Place spoon, round side facing down, on top of the green felt. Only the top section of the spoon will be wrapped, not the handle. Place a dot of hot glue onto the back of the spoon to tack it in place. Wrap the felt completely around the spoon top, gluing as you go, tucking and gluing ends of the felt into the back side of the spoon.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cut out two identical dresses from the black felt. Lay one on the work surface and place spoon on top, positioning it so the top of the handle lines up with the neck. Place the other dress directly on top and tack in place at the shoulders and neck area. DO NOT glue.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cut lime green chenille stick into four equal pieces. Fold each piece in half. Insert, open end inward so that loops are sticking out (these are the arms and legs) and glue in place. Now glue the rest of the dress together.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cut a strip of purple felt for the belt, wide enough to cover the waist area. Tack seams in the back. Cut a square from the black felt for the buckle. Cut a smaller square out of the center of the larger square and set the small piece aside to use on the hat. Glue buckle to the front of the belt.&lt;br /&gt;6. To make the hair, cut a four inch by three inch rectangle from purple felt. Use scissors to fringe one of the long sides. Tack to the back of the “head”, lining up the center of the felt hair with the top third of the spoon. Wrap hair around the head and trim where needed. Glue in place. Note: You’ll want to leave about a quarter-inch gap around the forehead area.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cut two identical hats from the black felt. Just as you did with the dress, lay one hat on the work surface, place the head on top and then arrange the second hat on top of the head. Line up hats and glue in place.&lt;br /&gt;8. Cut a skinny strip of purple felt out for the hat band and glue in place as you did with the dress belt. Glue the small black square you cut from the belt buckle to the center of the hat band.&lt;br /&gt;9. Add a necklace by piping some hot glue around the neckline of the dress and place light purple miniature pom-poms in place.&lt;br /&gt;10. Cut a small point nose from the lime green felt and glue just the large end of it to the center of the face so that the it sticks out a bit.&lt;br /&gt;11. Cut out a tiny strip of white felt and cut it into four small squares. Glue on for the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;12. Glue on a miniature green pom-pom near her chin to create a wart. Glue on two wiggle eyes.&lt;br /&gt;13. Cut an eight inch by three inch rectangle from the tan felt. Use scissors to fringe one end, about two inches inward. Roll up the felt to create the broom bristles and glue together as you roll. Insert gold chenille stems into the bottom end of the bristles and glue in place. Tie a thin strip around the base of the broom and trim the ends. Insert the bottom of the broom handle through the loop hand and down to the foot. Tack with glue to the hand and the foot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes:&lt;br /&gt;Simplify this craft by eliminating the small details.&lt;br /&gt;To make this a puppet, leave the bottom of the dress open so that your child can reach inside and hold the handle.&lt;br /&gt;If you like, switch out the purple hair and use a dark green instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Hot glue adheres faster but can burn little fingers. While the burns aren’t severe, they will produce tears. A parent should handle the hot glue gun or you can use white craft glue as an alternative. White craft glue will take longer to adhere and will require longer drying times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-3416478145888354613?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3416478145888354613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3416478145888354613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-crafts.html' title='HALLOWEEN CRAFTS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwLxDmx1loI/AAAAAAAAECA/-J9OgvU7Pxk/s72-c/witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1708962921403194942</id><published>2007-10-01T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:12:12.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>PLAYING BINGO</title><content type='html'>Nikki and I enjoy a game of (kid) bingo during rainy days.  I love that Nikki is learning to lose gracefully.  I am so proud of him.  He now knows that having fun and doing your best is more important than always winning.  Anyway, Ethan is not really interested to play, but I'm pretty sure that when he is bigger, we will be playing as a family. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGnWx1lhI/AAAAAAAAEBI/2d_ypNABip0/s1600-h/IMG_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116307556124694034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGnWx1lhI/AAAAAAAAEBI/2d_ypNABip0/s320/IMG_1701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bingo I bought for Nikki (kid version).&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDFl2x1ldI/AAAAAAAAEAo/pRSw5APiyyk/s1600-h/IMG_1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116306430843262418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDFl2x1ldI/AAAAAAAAEAo/pRSw5APiyyk/s320/IMG_1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is, trying to get a number.&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;&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGXmx1lgI/AAAAAAAAEBA/1yBK4EvxHpE/s1600-h/IMG_1703edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116307285541754370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGXmx1lgI/AAAAAAAAEBA/1yBK4EvxHpE/s320/IMG_1703edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! Number 25!&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;&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDFyGx1leI/AAAAAAAAEAw/RajA7Ma6RcQ/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116306641296659938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDFyGx1leI/AAAAAAAAEAw/RajA7Ma6RcQ/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki carefully puts the number on our checking list (of course we have to check our bingo numbers!). =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGAGx1lfI/AAAAAAAAEA4/kvRpY26jfdA/s1600-h/IMG_1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116306881814828530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGAGx1lfI/AAAAAAAAEA4/kvRpY26jfdA/s320/IMG_1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another number!  Check your cards, sweetie!&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;&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDFV2x1lcI/AAAAAAAAEAg/IiRFIpyeaYY/s1600-h/IMG_1713edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116306155965355458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDFV2x1lcI/AAAAAAAAEAg/IiRFIpyeaYY/s320/IMG_1713edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Nikki having fun on a rainy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-1708962921403194942?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1708962921403194942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1708962921403194942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/10/playing-bingo.html' title='PLAYING BINGO'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RwDGnWx1lhI/AAAAAAAAEBI/2d_ypNABip0/s72-c/IMG_1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7195111513162783505</id><published>2007-09-29T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T15:00:26.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>IMPORTANCE OF FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://interestalert.com/brand/siteia.shtml?Story=st/wk/08200000aaa0112d.ap&amp;amp;Sys=doctordebi&amp;amp;Filter=Top%20Stories&amp;amp;Fid=TOPSTRYS"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://interestalert.com/brand/siteia.shtml?Story=st/wk/08200000aaa0112d.ap&amp;amp;Sys=doctordebi&amp;amp;Filter=Top%20Stories&amp;amp;Fid=TOPSTRYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poll: Family Ties Key to Youth Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By JOCELYN NOVECK and TREVOR TOMPSON&lt;br /&gt;Associated Press Writers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're between the ages of 13 and 24. What makes you happy? A worried, weary parent might imagine the answer to sound something like this: Sex, drugs, a little rock 'n' roll. Maybe some cash, or at least the car keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the real answer is quite different. Spending time with family was the top answer to that open-ended question, according to an extensive survey - more than 100 questions asked of 1,280 people ages 13-24 - conducted by The Associated Press and MTV on the nature of happiness among America's young people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was spending time with friends, followed by time with a significant other. And even better for parents: Nearly three-quarters of young people say their relationship with their parents makes them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'They're my foundation,' says Kristiana St. John, 17, a high-school student from Queens in New York. 'My mom tells me that even if I do something stupid, she's still going to love me no matter what. Just knowing that makes me feel very happy and blessed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other results are more disconcerting. While most young people are happy overall with the way their lives are going, there are racial differences: the poll shows whites to be happier, across economic categories, than blacks and Hispanics. A lot of young people feel stress, particularly those from the middle class, and females more than males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think money would be clearly tied to a general sense of happiness. But almost no one said 'money' when asked what makes them happy, though people with the highest family incomes are generally happier with life. However, having highly educated parents is a stronger predictor of happiness than income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sex? Yes, we were getting to that. Being sexually active actually leads to less happiness among 13-17 year olds, according to the survey. If you're 18 to 24, sex might lead to more happiness in the moment, but not in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the body to the soul: Close to half say religion and spirituality are very important. And more than half say they believe there is a higher power that has an influence over things that make them happy. Beyond religion, simply belonging to an organized religious group makes people happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And parents, here's some more for you: Most young people in school say it makes them happy. Overwhelmingly, young people think marriage would make them happy and want to be married some day. Most also want to have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when asked to name their heroes, nearly half of respondents mentioned one or both of their parents. The winner, by a nose: Mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-7195111513162783505?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7195111513162783505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7195111513162783505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/importance-of-family.html' title='IMPORTANCE OF FAMILY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-129209050176355308</id><published>2007-09-28T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:43:35.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>WORKSHEETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvyiXmx1lYI/AAAAAAAAEAA/2DtfbQPHXt0/s1600-h/IMG_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115141803216311682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvyiXmx1lYI/AAAAAAAAEAA/2DtfbQPHXt0/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvyg8Gx1lTI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/sww_T20zwkM/s1600-h/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvyh-Wx1lXI/AAAAAAAAD_4/cTMl2S_Lk2U/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115141369424614770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvyh-Wx1lXI/AAAAAAAAD_4/cTMl2S_Lk2U/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvyhxmx1lWI/AAAAAAAAD_w/P616B1vXdhE/s1600-h/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115141150381282658" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvygrGx1lSI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/-a8vkn3IskQ/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-129209050176355308?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/129209050176355308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/129209050176355308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/worksheets_28.html' title='WORKSHEETS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvyiXmx1lYI/AAAAAAAAEAA/2DtfbQPHXt0/s72-c/IMG_2338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4274134317655437868</id><published>2007-09-27T07:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:05:16.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>BASKETBALL FUN</title><content type='html'>This is the latest thing my boys love doing when we are at the mall.  I really don't mind because aside from they are having loads of fun, they are practicing their shots and exercising as well.  So it really is a win-win for everyone.  They usually play 5 times in this slot game and by the time they are done, they are pretty exhausted from laughing and throwing those basketballs.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryhGx1lQI/AAAAAAAAD_A/b1Icah9NmK4/s1600-h/IMG_2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114666977401869570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryhGx1lQI/AAAAAAAAD_A/b1Icah9NmK4/s320/IMG_2493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ready, set, go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryQmx1lPI/AAAAAAAAD-4/AuohiNs8tAc/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114666693934028018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryQmx1lPI/AAAAAAAAD-4/AuohiNs8tAc/s320/IMG_2495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One at a time, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryFmx1lOI/AAAAAAAAD-w/6kfv_3UjzRQ/s1600-h/IMG_2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114666504955466978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryFmx1lOI/AAAAAAAAD-w/6kfv_3UjzRQ/s320/IMG_2500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oops! To the right, &lt;em&gt;Kuya&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvrx2mx1lNI/AAAAAAAAD-o/ozuML51Ui6M/s1600-h/IMG_2504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114666247257429202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvrx2mx1lNI/AAAAAAAAD-o/ozuML51Ui6M/s320/IMG_2504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan, it's your turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvrxrWx1lMI/AAAAAAAAD-g/JrJUP7wXR4s/s1600-h/IMG_2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114666053983900866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvrxrWx1lMI/AAAAAAAAD-g/JrJUP7wXR4s/s320/IMG_2507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! This is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvrxf2x1lLI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/r_ty9Ro02Cw/s1600-h/IMG_2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114665856415405234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rvrxf2x1lLI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/r_ty9Ro02Cw/s320/IMG_2511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Final score: 270.  Not bad, right? =D&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-4274134317655437868?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4274134317655437868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4274134317655437868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/basketball-fun.html' title='BASKETBALL FUN'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvryhGx1lQI/AAAAAAAAD_A/b1Icah9NmK4/s72-c/IMG_2493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8320851032079872997</id><published>2007-09-26T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:43:07.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>STREET SAFETY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.todaysparent.com/preschool/healthsafety/article.jsp?content=20070608_151833_4988&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.todaysparent.com/preschool/healthsafety/article.jsp?content=20070608_151833_4988&amp;amp;page=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pedestrian Safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your preschooler safe around cars&lt;br /&gt;By Teresa Pitman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tyler was a toddler, you could pick him up and carry him across the road if he didn’t want to hold your hand. Now that he’s five, he’s pretty heavy to carry — plus he thinks having to hold Mommy’s hand is embarrassing. Is he old enough to cross the street on his own now?&lt;br /&gt;Not according to Philip Groff, director of research and evaluation at Smartrisk. “For three- and four-year-olds, being struck by a car is the third-leading cause of injuries. By the time kids are five, it’s number one. It is a big problem — more than 4,000 children are hit by motor vehicles each year in Canada.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Ward, program coordinator at SafeKids Canada, says we need to understand what is going on with preschoolers in developmental terms. Even the brightest preschooler is not capable of judging how far away a car is or how quickly it is moving. They also aren’t good at evaluating their own abilities (most will happily tell you that they can run “super-fast”). So they’re likely to dart out in front of a car, even if they see it coming, because they think they have enough time to cross safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cautionary steps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you do to keep your preschooler safe around cars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staying in touch — literally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Supervision is the key,” says Groff. Stick close if your children are playing anywhere near the road. When you are walking together, holding hands should be the rule. “More than an arm’s length away isn’t really supervision,” Groff adds. “They can dart into the road so quickly.”&lt;br /&gt;Your preschooler won’t hold your hand? You may need to hold his arm or wrist. Or your hands aren’t free? Waterloo, Ont., mother of three Kat Murphy says: “Before we cross the road, I announce, ‘Grab a part!’ and my son will say, ‘I have the diaper bag’ or ‘I have a baby leg,’ and off we go. Another thing we do, if my hands are free, is hold hands and skip across the street. Much more fun!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parking lot cautions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parking lots pose special risks. Groff points out that cars are often backing up, and the rows of cars can block the driver’s view, making small preschoolers hard to see. In addition, parents are often preoccupied with loading groceries or other tasks.&lt;br /&gt;“You should always buckle your child into his car seat first, then put the shopping in the trunk,” says Ward. Finally, treat the parking lot as a road — insist on holding hands or staying close as you walk through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Playing it safe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many injuries, Ward says, happen when children are playing in an area where there are no sidewalks and no boundaries between the play area and the road. Seek out a safer location if the parks around your home don’t qualify. Consider lobbying your municipality about adding sidewalks or fences if these aren’t present where your children play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Environmental hazards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More young children are injured by cars when it’s dusk or getting dark, and if it is raining or snowing. So pay special attention during those times.&lt;br /&gt;Ward adds, “Preschoolers are so small and cars so big; when the two collide, the children’s injuries tend to be serious. So it is well worth the extra effort it takes to keep them safe.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8320851032079872997?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8320851032079872997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8320851032079872997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/street-safety.html' title='STREET SAFETY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7145908013623402806</id><published>2007-09-25T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:19:06.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>MAKING SNOWFLAKES</title><content type='html'>After watching an episode of Blue's Clues, we decided to copy a scene there where kids made some snowflakes using white paper.  Since we had some scratch paper we thought of using those.  Nikki cut the paper carefully but he needed my help in cutting the folded areas because they were a bit thick.  Even if the activity lasted for only a few minutes, Nikki still had fun and I was glad. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviLN2x1lII/AAAAAAAAD9g/-UhKNVD0-AI/s1600-h/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113990447038305410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviLN2x1lII/AAAAAAAAD9g/-UhKNVD0-AI/s320/IMG_2513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snip, snip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviLB2x1lHI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/1TUz7iRCGwU/s1600-h/IMG_2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113990240879875186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviLB2x1lHI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/1TUz7iRCGwU/s320/IMG_2516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the snowflake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKyWx1lGI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/bGJRWGWz69o/s1600-h/IMG_2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113989974591902818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKyWx1lGI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/bGJRWGWz69o/s320/IMG_2529.JPG" border="0" /&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;Wonderful creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKlmx1lFI/AAAAAAAAD9I/2wH7vqpIQFA/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113989755548570706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKlmx1lFI/AAAAAAAAD9I/2wH7vqpIQFA/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A unique snowflake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKXGx1lEI/AAAAAAAAD9A/pbPBs1u__LU/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113989506440467522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKXGx1lEI/AAAAAAAAD9A/pbPBs1u__LU/s320/IMG_2538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKKWx1lDI/AAAAAAAAD84/EUVxqmDdiKc/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113989287397135410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviKKWx1lDI/AAAAAAAAD84/EUVxqmDdiKc/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! This one is pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviJ_Gx1lCI/AAAAAAAAD8w/fqprTfgIzL0/s1600-h/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113989094123607074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviJ_Gx1lCI/AAAAAAAAD8w/fqprTfgIzL0/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Nikki and his snowflakes.  He wants to show them to his dad. =D&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-7145908013623402806?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7145908013623402806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7145908013623402806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/making-snowflakes.html' title='MAKING SNOWFLAKES'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RviLN2x1lII/AAAAAAAAD9g/-UhKNVD0-AI/s72-c/IMG_2513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-508027274253836290</id><published>2007-09-24T09:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:07:26.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>SORTING COLLECTIONS</title><content type='html'>I got this from Peep and The Big Wide World, one of Nikki's favorite shows. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorting Collections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are natural collectors. Sorting and categorizing a favorite collection is a great learning activity and a lot of fun. (If your child doesn't already have a collection, encourage him or her to gather items while you are out and about in the world. Shells and rocks are durable collectables and can be rearranged and sorted in many different ways — by size, shape, color, and texture, just to name a few. If found collectables aren't an option, dried beans and seeds from the grocery store, building blocks, and other small toys work well too.)&lt;br /&gt;Together, observe each item in the collection closely and encourage your child to describe its color, shape, pattern, and texture. Try categorizing by one characteristic; putting all the smooth shells together, regardless of color or size, or all the blue shells together, regardless of size or texture. You can sort small things in empty egg cartons or muffin tins. Bigger things can be sorted in larger containers, like shoeboxes. As an extension activity, you and your child can create a permanent display of the collection, making labels to describe the categories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-508027274253836290?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/508027274253836290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/508027274253836290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorting-collections.html' title='SORTING COLLECTIONS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2244479091119308315</id><published>2007-09-23T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:45:42.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>TIE-DYE</title><content type='html'>Nikki had a lot of fun with this tie-dye activity.  Nikki is not really into arts and crafts so I let him try things that would be easy yet interesting for him.  Since I did some tie-dye before, I thought of introducing the activity to him.  I decided to use the color red because it's really bright.  We also made use of 2 of their house sandos so we really did not spend for this lesson. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXP4Gx1k1I/AAAAAAAAD7E/3YPw4Ou4oT8/s1600-h/IMG_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221514748334930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXP4Gx1k1I/AAAAAAAAD7E/3YPw4Ou4oT8/s320/IMG_1903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The materials: Shirts, colored dye, rubber bands, vat of hot water over the stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXPt2x1k0I/AAAAAAAAD68/dvNYbhqCBHk/s1600-h/IMG_1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221338654675778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXPt2x1k0I/AAAAAAAAD68/dvNYbhqCBHk/s320/IMG_1904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki thinks of a design and Mommy attaches the rubber bands to the shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXPkWx1kzI/AAAAAAAAD60/4Kmzi9ONMz4/s1600-h/IMG_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113221175445918514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXPkWx1kzI/AAAAAAAAD60/4Kmzi9ONMz4/s320/IMG_1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki wets the shirts thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXPPGx1kyI/AAAAAAAAD6s/zBAkNt85a7g/s1600-h/IMG_1913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113220810373698338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXPPGx1kyI/AAAAAAAAD6s/zBAkNt85a7g/s320/IMG_1913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki puts some colored dye in the hot water.&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXO7Gx1kxI/AAAAAAAAD6k/fC7xBfdGRI4/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113220466776314642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXO7Gx1kxI/AAAAAAAAD6k/fC7xBfdGRI4/s320/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shirts are added to the bye bath and Nikki stirs the shirts.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXOv2x1kwI/AAAAAAAAD6c/CtRgI-S4ykk/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113220273502786306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXOv2x1kwI/AAAAAAAAD6c/CtRgI-S4ykk/s320/IMG_1921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several minutes, the shirts are removed and allowed to cool slightly.&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;/div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXOR2x1kvI/AAAAAAAAD6U/bmShXigcpNg/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113219758106710770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXOR2x1kvI/AAAAAAAAD6U/bmShXigcpNg/s320/IMG_1922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rinsing thoroughly, the rubbers bands are removed and voila!! tie-dye shirts!!  This one is Nikki's.&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXOEmx1kuI/AAAAAAAAD6M/H9RS-ZXJcJs/s1600-h/IMG_1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113219530473444066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXOEmx1kuI/AAAAAAAAD6M/H9RS-ZXJcJs/s320/IMG_1926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is Ethan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXN3Gx1ktI/AAAAAAAAD6E/FjVXnY0pxsM/s1600-h/IMG_1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXN3Gx1ktI/AAAAAAAAD6E/FjVXnY0pxsM/s1600-h/IMG_1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113219298545210066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXN3Gx1ktI/AAAAAAAAD6E/FjVXnY0pxsM/s320/IMG_1927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy put them in hangers to let them dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXMb2x1ksI/AAAAAAAAD58/tSlZ5eN82_I/s1600-h/IMG_1929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113217730882147010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXMb2x1ksI/AAAAAAAAD58/tSlZ5eN82_I/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;"New" shirts for the boys!! =D&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2244479091119308315?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2244479091119308315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2244479091119308315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/tie-dye.html' title='TIE-DYE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvXP4Gx1k1I/AAAAAAAAD7E/3YPw4Ou4oT8/s72-c/IMG_1903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3108609879140909522</id><published>2007-09-22T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T07:38:57.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIKKI'S SCORE</title><content type='html'>I did a multiple intelligence checklist on Nikki and this is how he fared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CHILD'S TALENTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linguistic     7&lt;br /&gt;Logical-Mathematical     3&lt;br /&gt;Spacial     3&lt;br /&gt;Bodily-Kinesthetic     2&lt;br /&gt;Musical     4&lt;br /&gt;Interpersonal     3&lt;br /&gt;Intrapersonal     4&lt;br /&gt;Naturalistic     4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, there will be some improvements as we continue with our lessons... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-3108609879140909522?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3108609879140909522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3108609879140909522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/nikkis-score.html' title='NIKKI&apos;S SCORE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-6851071873667254392</id><published>2007-09-21T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:01:37.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>WORKSHEETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVu2x1krI/AAAAAAAAD50/G5j4K6XQj_8/s1600-h/IMG_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112594634206712498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVu2x1krI/AAAAAAAAD50/G5j4K6XQj_8/s320/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to properly write questions...&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVkGx1kqI/AAAAAAAAD5s/Khi4IlsiGRc/s1600-h/IMG_2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112594449523118754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVkGx1kqI/AAAAAAAAD5s/Khi4IlsiGRc/s320/IMG_2439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to punctuation marks: period and question mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVbGx1kpI/AAAAAAAAD5k/sTCroztGPoQ/s1600-h/IMG_2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112594294904296082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVbGx1kpI/AAAAAAAAD5k/sTCroztGPoQ/s320/IMG_2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Usage of "is" and "are".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVHGx1koI/AAAAAAAAD5c/IiqB9HS1qWI/s1600-h/IMG_2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112593951306912386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVHGx1koI/AAAAAAAAD5c/IiqB9HS1qWI/s320/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning sentences and how to write lowercase letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOU_Wx1knI/AAAAAAAAD5U/PzPBOVsDxds/s1600-h/IMG_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112593818162926194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOU_Wx1knI/AAAAAAAAD5U/PzPBOVsDxds/s320/IMG_2445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning sentences and how to write lowercase letters.&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-6851071873667254392?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6851071873667254392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6851071873667254392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/worksheets_21.html' title='WORKSHEETS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvOVu2x1krI/AAAAAAAAD50/G5j4K6XQj_8/s72-c/IMG_2437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5953367623087033919</id><published>2007-09-20T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:05:14.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>DRAWINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of Ethan's drawings. I always find them so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTJQWl4DI/AAAAAAAAD4s/G7hbYwQLBh0/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112239945492586546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTJQWl4DI/AAAAAAAAD4s/G7hbYwQLBh0/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think the lamp is very cartoon-ish! =D&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTRwWl4EI/AAAAAAAAD40/HTbGn_LO_rU/s1600-h/IMG_2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112240091521474626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTRwWl4EI/AAAAAAAAD40/HTbGn_LO_rU/s320/IMG_2433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;Spider.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTiAWl4FI/AAAAAAAAD48/UwwcxmdVSm4/s1600-h/IMG_2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112240370694348882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTiAWl4FI/AAAAAAAAD48/UwwcxmdVSm4/s320/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Ethan says this one is a millipede.  And I thought it was a Christmas tree! =D&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/7309524445106773578-5953367623087033919?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5953367623087033919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5953367623087033919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/drawings.html' title='DRAWINGS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RvJTJQWl4DI/AAAAAAAAD4s/G7hbYwQLBh0/s72-c/IMG_2430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-120996803382136106</id><published>2007-09-19T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T09:17:42.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family matters'/><title type='text'>FUNNY</title><content type='html'>One hot day, I decided to turn on the air conditioning in the boys' room just to make it comfortable for Nikki and Ethan. We haven't used the air conditioning for so long so the boys huddled close to it during the hour it was on. Since I didn't want them to get used to using the airconditioning and since we are partly paying the electric bill, I always time our usage. After an hour of use, I decided to turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Nikki, I'm going to turn the air con off now okay?&lt;br /&gt;Nikki: Okay mommy. (Pause.) But later, we'll turn it on again okay?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: We'll see. We'll turn it on if it gets really hot again. But for now, we'll turn it off because the room is already cold.&lt;br /&gt;Nikki: Yes Mommy. The room is already cold. (Pause.) I think the room needs a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! So cute! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-120996803382136106?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/120996803382136106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/120996803382136106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/funny.html' title='FUNNY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4452656258383316959</id><published>2007-09-18T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:12:43.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>PLAYING IN THE SAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-jvNWkIpI/AAAAAAAAD38/urJFDGxPK28/s1600-h/IMG_2273edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111484133522285202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-jvNWkIpI/AAAAAAAAD38/urJFDGxPK28/s320/IMG_2273edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki and Ethan having fun with the construction sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-kDNWkIqI/AAAAAAAAD4E/Khvl6PPi8n0/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111484477119668898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-kDNWkIqI/AAAAAAAAD4E/Khvl6PPi8n0/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-kUtWkIrI/AAAAAAAAD4M/rwDSlfglzew/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111484777767379634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-kUtWkIrI/AAAAAAAAD4M/rwDSlfglzew/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-kDNWkIqI/AAAAAAAAD4E/Khvl6PPi8n0/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-4452656258383316959?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4452656258383316959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4452656258383316959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/playing-in-sand.html' title='PLAYING IN THE SAND'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ru-jvNWkIpI/AAAAAAAAD38/urJFDGxPK28/s72-c/IMG_2273edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4545613729547121811</id><published>2007-09-17T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:25:59.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>CONSISTENCY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.parentingideas.com.au/index.php?page=article3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.parentingideas.com.au/index.php?page=article3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why consistency is important but makes parents feel bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- By Michael Grose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being consistent when children are less than perfect can make you feel dreadful. However consistency is one of the most important elements in the relationship with your children, but it is the one most frequently overlooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consistency means dealing with the little misbehaviours and not letting them grow into bigger behaviours.&lt;/strong&gt; It means saying no to children's constant requests for five more minutes of television at night or a third serve of ice cream. &lt;strong&gt;It means following through and allowing children to experience a consequence when they misbehave every time.&lt;/strong&gt; It doesn't mean if children arrive home after dark from a friend's place you ground them sometimes but at other times you just voice your disapproval. That type of inconsistency makes you responsible for children's misbehaviour and teaches children nothing about accountability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consistency also means that both parents have a similar approach to behaviours.&lt;/strong&gt; If mum is too strict and dad is too lenient children will know who to go to if they wish to take advantage. They will soon play one parent off against each other. If a child wants to get away without doing a job or stay an extra hour at a friend's place just ask dad because he is easy-going. Even if you are separated, talk about your approaches to discipline and find some common ground. &lt;strong&gt;Agree on such issues as family rules, pocket money, and guidelines for going out and suitable consequences for misbehaviour.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you disagree with a partner's approach do so behind closed doors&lt;/strong&gt;. When unplanned situations occur don't be afraid to tell your children that you need to consult with your partner before making a decision. Children will realise that you are working as a team and that you are making a considered approach to their behaviour or request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistency, like routines, are often sacrificed by busy working parents and put in the "too hard basket". When we are tired, stretched and overworked the last thing we want to do is engage in a battle with children over what are sometimes petty issues. You may have spent the whole day dealing with difficult customers or colleagues only to come home and find that you have another battle on your hands with equally belligerent children. So to avoid an argument, a tantrum or tears you give in to your child's unruly behaviour or unreasonable request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being consistent and holding your ground is a smart long-term strategy. Kids learn quickly how far they can push a parent before they give in. If you give in occasionally they will learn that if they push you hard enough and long enough you will cave in. &lt;strong&gt;So consistency is about being strong and holding your ground&lt;/strong&gt;. That is hard work because the average child will push parental boundaries about 30per cent of the time and more difficult kids push your boundaries twice that much. It is hard work being consistent but good parenting demands it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-4545613729547121811?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4545613729547121811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4545613729547121811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/consistency.html' title='CONSISTENCY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-9056890495848187037</id><published>2007-09-16T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T11:03:54.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>MORE BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruybs9WkIZI/AAAAAAAAD18/UtWUUHUwFgc/s1600-h/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110630873844425106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruybs9WkIZI/AAAAAAAAD18/UtWUUHUwFgc/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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; &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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New books for the boys!  Again, I got these from my favorite bookstore of all time, Booksale!  &lt;em&gt;Flip and Flop&lt;/em&gt; talks about being brothers, making new friends and playing together.  The illustrations are creatively done and I love the story of how the brothers got together in the end.  &lt;em&gt;I'm a Big Brother&lt;/em&gt; is about responsibility, what happens when a new baby is in the house and how to take care of a younger sibling.  It's also an easy read which is okay for Nikki.  &lt;em&gt;On the Moon&lt;/em&gt; talks about science, outer space, and the moon.  It also has rhyming words which will help Nikki in phonics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We already read these books several times.  I'm happy that Nikki enjoys reading or listening to me read to him.  We might pass by Booksale again later for more great books! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-9056890495848187037?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/9056890495848187037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/9056890495848187037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-books.html' title='MORE BOOKS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruybs9WkIZI/AAAAAAAAD18/UtWUUHUwFgc/s72-c/IMG_1946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2824412352078533748</id><published>2007-09-15T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:45:35.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>MAKING A RAINBOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're on to another experiment and this time, on how to make a rainbow. We actually had to wait for the sun to come out because it was mostly cloudy for the past week. But when it did get sunny, we decided to do the experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruua99WkIWI/AAAAAAAAD1k/eZhBsln5zhU/s1600-h/IMG_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110348591413862754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruua99WkIWI/AAAAAAAAD1k/eZhBsln5zhU/s320/IMG_2262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Here's Nikki with the materials: a glass of water, a piece of cardboard with a slot, and of course, sunlight.&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;/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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuubbdWkIXI/AAAAAAAAD1s/o5O6KzSU0nE/s1600-h/IMG_2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110349098220003698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuubbdWkIXI/AAAAAAAAD1s/o5O6KzSU0nE/s320/IMG_2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's the rainbow! =D&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/7309524445106773578-2824412352078533748?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2824412352078533748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2824412352078533748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/making-rainbow.html' title='MAKING A RAINBOW'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruua99WkIWI/AAAAAAAAD1k/eZhBsln5zhU/s72-c/IMG_2262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8544566483264602020</id><published>2007-09-14T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:59:14.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>MAKING TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eclectichomeschool.org/articles/article.asp?articleid=489&amp;resourceid=131&amp;amp;topicid=22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://eclectichomeschool.org/articles/article.asp?articleid=489&amp;resourceid=131&amp;amp;topicid=22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too Busy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Tammy M. Cardwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it. As soon as you read the title, you nodded your head and answered, “Oh yeah,” or something close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all of us are too busy. We live in a world that is too busy. Busy-ness is so common in our lives that we’ve begun to accept that to be “normal” is to be “too busy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we teaching our children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at medical statistics and you see a frightening trend. &lt;strong&gt;The pressure-cooker lifestyle we’ve come to accept is killing us – leading to heart problems, strokes, and more&lt;/strong&gt;. Young men and women are succumbing to diseases that only affected the aged just one generation ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you teaching your children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask this question seriously, and strongly advise you to ask it of yourself as you face the end of one school year and begin planning for the next. &lt;strong&gt;Homeschoolers have a terrific advantage over system schoolers, because our schedules allow us the flexibility to go and do in ways they can only dream.&lt;/strong&gt; Field trip opportunities abound, of course, but I’m also thinking in terms of things like co-ops, organized sports, music lessons, college courses, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to look back over this past year and consider not only your schedule, but each child’s schedule as well. Were any of these schedules too full on occasion? Was life always overflowing with active responsibilities, leaving you feeling, far too often, as if you were spinning your wheels, accomplishing nothing though you were in constant motion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did this teach your children? Did it teach them that yes, there is always room in the schedule for just one more activity? Did it teach them that your family’s priorities are flexible? Did it teach them that the best way to get ahead in life is to slowly kill yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It sounds melodramatic, but I’m seeing an alarming trend among homeschoolers today, especially among new homeschoolers, that has me genuinely disturbed. &lt;strong&gt;Where ten years ago we were the ones looking at the system school parents and shaking our heads over their tendencies to over-schedule their poor kids’ lives, today you see large numbers of homeschoolers doing the very same thing.&lt;/strong&gt; As adults, we grouse to one another about life being crazy and never feeling like we have time to breathe anymore, but as homeschooling parents we’re teaching our children that this kind of lifestyle is acceptable and must be endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grumble to one another as if this is simply “the way it is” and we must accept reality. We live in a microwave, blazing Internet, exceed-the-speed-limit society and we’ve come to believe, or so it seems, that we are responsible for learning (and teaching our kids) to keep up with the Joneses in the literal as well as figurative sense. But we also, as we complain, are convinced in our heart of hearts that constantly over-scheduling our lives is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t feel such over-scheduling is wrong, you might as well stop reading now, but if you agree, and have concerns about your own family, read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the school year that is just ending. How did it play out? Did everything fall in line with your philosophy of education – your concept of the manner in which education needs to take place in your home? Or did it, instead, turn into a virtual free-for-all, where your schedule is concerned, and now you look back and can’t help but wonder where you went wrong? What did you teach your kids this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we desperately need to teach our kids – one thing many of us must relearn ourselves if we are not to see our lives spiral into a scheduling pit – is how to say, “No.” As a society, at least here in America, we have a weakness in this area. Saying “No” can be really hard, so we don’t bother saying it as often as we should – not to ourselves or to anyone else. So your son approaches you, wanting to take karate. Hey, karate is a great thing. Sure! Of course, he’s already involved in baseball, taking piano lessons, and growing his own garden to make extra money...on top of his homeschooling. How much is too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to decide that for yourself, of course. I’m just encouraging you to actively make that decision, and to make it now, before you finalize your plans for next year. Sit down – alone, with your spouse, or with your whole family – and take a serious look at your current lifestyle and how well it fits in with your philosophy of education and general priorities. A healthy life is a balanced life, and that means sufficient rest and downtime as well as the right amount of educational pursuits, physical exercise, etc. Your job, as the parent, is to make sure your family finds this balance, and to help your children understand what it takes to maintain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start by setting some overarching priorities.&lt;/strong&gt; What are your absolutes where education is concerned? What parts of your week or day are non-negotiable? (Note: If none of them are non-negotiable, you most likely have a problem.) What activities are you and your children involved in that must not be interfered with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it would help if I used my own family as an example. While we’re not homeschooling anymore, the rules we used in scheduling still apply. For instance, God invariably comes first. Our children always knew that Sunday was His and service attendance was non-negotiable. The same was true for Wednesday. This meant that when our oldest son reached the place in Little League when they began scheduling Wednesday games, Little League was no longer an option. Was he happy? No, but since he knew as well as we did that missing Wednesday night services was not an option, he understood our decision. It’s part of learning to prioritize, to tell one’s self and others, “No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, when our oldest got involved in music, especially after he started teaching himself to play the guitar, and as it became obvious that he was gifted musically, those studies became a priority. We provided both time and finances for voice lessons until he chose to switch to piano lessons in order to learn more music theory. We also allowed him plenty of time to practice undisturbed, or as undisturbed as you can be when you have a younger brother around. Because he did not live an overly scheduled life, he had plenty of time to truly pursue his passion, and his passion has led him into working at our church full time, serving as our band leader (also lead guitarist and, in a pinch, bassist, keyboardist, or drummer), and singing when he’s needed. We taught him to prioritize and I have reason to hope it’s a lesson he learned well; I count it as one of the most important lessons of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, as you look to the new school year, choosing curriculum and making out schedules, consider all that you are teaching your children, and make sure it’s all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Copyright ©  2006 Eclectic Homeschool Association&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8544566483264602020?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8544566483264602020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8544566483264602020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/making-time.html' title='MAKING TIME'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-973825749642234579</id><published>2007-09-13T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T17:09:54.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phonics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>WORKSHEETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruj3UdWkIPI/AAAAAAAAD0s/LbFnThlriQ8/s1600-h/IMG_2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109605708100542706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruj3UdWkIPI/AAAAAAAAD0s/LbFnThlriQ8/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really easy for Nikki, but I still wanted him to do the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruj3M9WkIOI/AAAAAAAAD0k/TKbzQBQj8ro/s1600-h/IMG_2331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109605579251523810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruj3M9WkIOI/AAAAAAAAD0k/TKbzQBQj8ro/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another easy page. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rujts9WkINI/AAAAAAAAD0c/4zWgIAr8dV0/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109595133891059922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rujts9WkINI/AAAAAAAAD0c/4zWgIAr8dV0/s320/IMG_2332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found this page fun. =D&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rujr-NWkIMI/AAAAAAAAD0U/5H3vnzhORHQ/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109593231220547778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rujr-NWkIMI/AAAAAAAAD0U/5H3vnzhORHQ/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujrlNWkIKI/AAAAAAAAD0E/FweLa93TSWA/s1600-h/IMG_2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rujrv9WkILI/AAAAAAAAD0M/t1hydqfEC8I/s1600-h/IMG_2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109592986407411890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rujrv9WkILI/AAAAAAAAD0M/t1hydqfEC8I/s320/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needed some suggestions from me on what to draw on this page.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujrlNWkIKI/AAAAAAAAD0E/FweLa93TSWA/s1600-h/IMG_2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujrlNWkIKI/AAAAAAAAD0E/FweLa93TSWA/s1600-h/IMG_2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109592801723818146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujrlNWkIKI/AAAAAAAAD0E/FweLa93TSWA/s320/IMG_2335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki did this fine...&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujpbdWkIJI/AAAAAAAADz8/cAsNWsnWzkE/s1600-h/IMG_2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109590435196838034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujpbdWkIJI/AAAAAAAADz8/cAsNWsnWzkE/s320/IMG_2336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending sounds were a bit more difficult.  He had to listen to the sound first before answering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujpPtWkIII/AAAAAAAADz0/jJlem43QzQk/s1600-h/IMG_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109590233333375106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RujpPtWkIII/AAAAAAAADz0/jJlem43QzQk/s320/IMG_2337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;After he did the previous page, he easily answered this one... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-973825749642234579?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/973825749642234579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/973825749642234579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/worksheets.html' title='WORKSHEETS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Ruj3UdWkIPI/AAAAAAAAD0s/LbFnThlriQ8/s72-c/IMG_2330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5240605852410067187</id><published>2007-09-12T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T18:46:46.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>NIKKI AND SUSHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nikki spends some time playing with Sushi. Good thing Sushi is such a sweet bunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RufDTdWkIFI/AAAAAAAADzg/37GQsm1K84k/s1600-h/IMG_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109267041339318354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RufDTdWkIFI/AAAAAAAADzg/37GQsm1K84k/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RufC59WkIEI/AAAAAAAADzY/bb118XeYxXg/s1600-h/IMG_2117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109266603252654146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RufC59WkIEI/AAAAAAAADzY/bb118XeYxXg/s320/IMG_2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-5240605852410067187?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5240605852410067187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5240605852410067187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/nikki-and-sushi.html' title='NIKKI AND SUSHI'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RufDTdWkIFI/AAAAAAAADzg/37GQsm1K84k/s72-c/IMG_2120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-3484631989226994138</id><published>2007-09-11T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:26:28.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>ECLECTIC HOMESCHOOLING</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eclectic Homeschooling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Michele Hastings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning from our annual homeschooling convention this week-end, I 've stepped into this week with a new sense of confidence and assurance. I am endowed with a new identity...that of an "Eclectic" Homeschooler. In the past, I was under the impression that the term eclectic meant using a little bit of this curriculum and a little bit of that. However, I've come to understand that the term actually refers to using a variety of "styles and philosophies" rather than referring to using various resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon embarking on this homeschooling adventure, I just assumed that it would be basically "school at home". Within a very short time however, I came to the stark realization that my children wanted nothing to do with sitting down at the kitchen table to learn their letters and numbers! After struggling for awhile, I began to look for another way of doing this thing called homeschooling. I discovered the Moore Theory, sometimes referred to as "Delayed Academics". The materials I read about this philosophy, (of waiting to teach academics until the child was "ready" between the ages of 8-12) began to make sense to me and we set out with new resolve to face the objections I would receive from well meaning friends and family, including other homeschoolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I continued my own "self-education" about homeschooling and soon discovered the "Unschooling" philosophy. Parts of me were very receptive to this theory, (that kids learn best when they pursue their own interests and passions.) I could see evidence of that in my own children as I watched them teach themselves about fishing, coins and football. However, there was a constant nagging in my spirit that they would never really discipline themselves to learn those things that didn't come naturally, like reading, writing and math. I continued to read and discovered Marilyn Howshall's "Wisdom's Way of Learning." I incorporated a "table time" in amongst my childrens' daily pursuits and some gains were made in the areas I've considered them to be weak. However, there remained a "battle" within me...the desire to allow my kids to blossom in their own time, learning that which they wanted to learn, eventually learning everything they "needed" to learn...and the lack of faith that they actually would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I've claimed a "label" that I can really be at peace with. Eclectic homeschoolers use whatever works for each child...not letting any particular philosophy dictate what that is. They begin by taking a look at what their child is doing on a daily, weekly, and yearly basis...and deciding what educational value each activity has. Then, they fill in the gaps, using whatever resources seem to meet that particular child's needs. I can have the best of both worlds! I can allow my kids to pursue their interests and passions and I can also not feel guilty about filling in the holes with tools and activities I deem important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs some sort of "framework" to work from. In fact, that seems to me to be the most reasonable starting place for homeschooling parents to begin from. When I began to homeschool my kids five years ago, I was presented with "styles" of homeschooling, but what we found ourselves doing, didn't seem to fit into any one style or philosophy. I happen to be the type of person who seems to need to have things make sense. My desire to let the kids initiate and self-direct their own learning, seemed to be in constant conflict with my inner conscience, that feared that they wouldn't learn those things I felt were so important but they didn't yet see a need for. Some people have the faith to trust their kids enough to do this...but I don't. I've been calling myself an unschooler because that seems to suit what we're doing more than anything else..but there are still those areas I tend to "ride" my kids about...which keeps me from being a "true" unschooler. Now I have a new sense of confidence that both my kids' goals and my goals will be met through Eclectic homeschooling. My thanks to Cafi Cohen who was our keynote speaker at this year's convention. She brought order and peace to confusion and feelings of guilt, with her description of Eclectic Homeschooling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2000 Michele Hastings. All rights reserved. Re-printed with permission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-3484631989226994138?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3484631989226994138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/3484631989226994138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/eclectic-homeschooling.html' title='ECLECTIC HOMESCHOOLING'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5709628911712406131</id><published>2007-09-10T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:49:04.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>NIKKI IS IN WORKING MOM MAGAZINE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuUg2wPWaQI/AAAAAAAADyQ/mm7f2Z5cM-o/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108525477356005634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuUg2wPWaQI/AAAAAAAADyQ/mm7f2Z5cM-o/s200/IMG_2257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boy is a celebrity! Nikki is in this month's Working Mom Mag! I was so happy that they picked his photo. Only 7 kids were chosen! Wow! I hope there will be more moments like this in the future. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuUhAwPWaRI/AAAAAAAADyY/2piJg40fiaE/s1600-h/IMG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108525649154697490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuUhAwPWaRI/AAAAAAAADyY/2piJg40fiaE/s400/IMG_2258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the whole page. =D  Isn't Nikki cute? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-5709628911712406131?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5709628911712406131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5709628911712406131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/nikki-is-in-working-mom-magazine.html' title='NIKKI IS IN WORKING MOM MAGAZINE!!!'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuUg2wPWaQI/AAAAAAAADyQ/mm7f2Z5cM-o/s72-c/IMG_2257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1252936042874184514</id><published>2007-09-09T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:28:50.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><title type='text'>AIR HOCKEY</title><content type='html'>I bought this air hockey toy in Japan. I chanced upon it and thought that it would be a great toy for the boys and for the family. It's really cool because it has a small fan in it and the puck really floats!! Hours of fun indeed! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuO8uwPWaMI/AAAAAAAADxw/NBd2G2binrU/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108133913777563842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuO8uwPWaMI/AAAAAAAADxw/NBd2G2binrU/s320/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuO8dAPWaLI/AAAAAAAADxo/1BMoEA1W4YM/s1600-h/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108133608834885810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuO8dAPWaLI/AAAAAAAADxo/1BMoEA1W4YM/s320/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-1252936042874184514?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1252936042874184514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1252936042874184514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/air-hockey.html' title='AIR HOCKEY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuO8uwPWaMI/AAAAAAAADxw/NBd2G2binrU/s72-c/IMG_2211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-6261210489334385200</id><published>2007-09-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T15:48:56.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>MAKING THE CHOICE</title><content type='html'>Another beautiful letter... (from homeschoolfreestuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why We Homeschool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized early on that our 4th daughter, now 11, had special educational &amp; health needs. She didn't qualify for headstart.... because we were married, spoke English, etc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dove right into it, though. I home schooled her for preschool. I discovered her weaknesses and strengths. Also, her limitations and short attention span. I taught the same thing several different ways. Teaching became an all day event. Shopping and every day events were learning experiences. "what color is this....", "can you count the ...". She even learned a little sign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enrolled her in traditional school for Kindergarten, and relayed my concerns and informed them as of her learning problems were. I was given a pat on the hand and told, "she is just fine". Last year after a miserable time for her in 5th grade, I told my husband I had certainly had enough. The reasoning behind the way they treated our daughter was, "We are getting her ready for high school". I just wanted to get her through 5th grade with her esteem intact!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we prepared for homeschooling this year I started to get really nervous. I thought "Can I really do this well enough so that she can learn?" While I was giving her a few tests to determine her level; I discovered more than I thought I ever would. During the math portion of the test I had to re-teach her common math. Some times a couple of different ways. She felt terrible at first, but after doing 10 tests she started to feel differently. I told her last night that she did 87% on the test; all that was require to place was 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We CAN do this!! We love her. We have more than time invested in her. We couldn't be paid to do what we need to do for her. I will be there in her life no matter what she does. It matters to us. She knows that it matters to us, and I think that makes all the difference in the world to a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a terrible time with some really mean children. She has remarked to me on more than one occasion that the "homeschool kids are REALLY, REALLY nice! They like me!" How glad I am for her to finally be where she is and not feel less than she is... a funny, bright, friendly girl with a lot of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Barbara Craig~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-6261210489334385200?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6261210489334385200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6261210489334385200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/making-choice.html' title='MAKING THE CHOICE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2518333468807528393</id><published>2007-09-07T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T02:04:02.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>STUDYING THE WATER CYCLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nikki and I did this simple experiment the other day while waiting for their bath water to heat. I figured, we could always do something while waiting. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuBA8QPWaGI/AAAAAAAADxA/WVgC3J--_TM/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107153381333821538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuBA8QPWaGI/AAAAAAAADxA/WVgC3J--_TM/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/7309524445106773578-2518333468807528393?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2518333468807528393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2518333468807528393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/studying-water-cycle.html' title='STUDYING THE WATER CYCLE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RuBA8QPWaGI/AAAAAAAADxA/WVgC3J--_TM/s72-c/IMG_2250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4264970886352537688</id><published>2007-09-06T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:47:26.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geography'/><title type='text'>STUDYING FLAGS</title><content type='html'>Nikki really enjoys studying geography so I thought it would also be nice to study the flags. We made some flags using pentel pens and Nikki enjoyed it. He already knows a few flags of some well-known countries and I'm happy about that. Next week, we will add more flags until he will be familiar with most of the flags of the world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7rOAPWaBI/AAAAAAAADwY/mpravoRPFFw/s1600-h/IMG_2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106777653299800082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7rOAPWaBI/AAAAAAAADwY/mpravoRPFFw/s320/IMG_2162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flag of Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7rDwPWaAI/AAAAAAAADwQ/_D3tNsa7_4M/s1600-h/IMG_2163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106777477206140930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7rDwPWaAI/AAAAAAAADwQ/_D3tNsa7_4M/s320/IMG_2163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Philippine flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qxwPWZ_I/AAAAAAAADwI/yB5xj-sIvJQ/s1600-h/IMG_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106777167968495602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qxwPWZ_I/AAAAAAAADwI/yB5xj-sIvJQ/s320/IMG_2164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qkQPWZ-I/AAAAAAAADwA/yzN9LLJ-bgE/s1600-h/IMG_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106776936040261602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qkQPWZ-I/AAAAAAAADwA/yzN9LLJ-bgE/s320/IMG_2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag of France.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qXgPWZ9I/AAAAAAAADv4/hQOHAkBVD8s/s1600-h/IMG_2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106776716996929490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qXgPWZ9I/AAAAAAAADv4/hQOHAkBVD8s/s320/IMG_2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy's flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qLwPWZ8I/AAAAAAAADvw/WF3fVo2Y7Z8/s1600-h/IMG_2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106776515133466562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qLwPWZ8I/AAAAAAAADvw/WF3fVo2Y7Z8/s320/IMG_2168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Flag of China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qAQPWZ7I/AAAAAAAADvo/VMbU3WV-QFE/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106776317564970930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7qAQPWZ7I/AAAAAAAADvo/VMbU3WV-QFE/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Flag of Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-4264970886352537688?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4264970886352537688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4264970886352537688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/studying-flags.html' title='STUDYING FLAGS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt7rOAPWaBI/AAAAAAAADwY/mpravoRPFFw/s72-c/IMG_2162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8716852757391812261</id><published>2007-09-05T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:04:55.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>KIDS AND TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070904/hl_nm/attention_television_dc;_ylt=AppatqiMyvDiatB1F7haii2s0NUE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070904/hl_nm/attention_television_dc;_ylt=AppatqiMyvDiatB1F7haii2s0NUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Childhood TV viewing can cause teenage problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Andrew Stern&lt;br /&gt;Tue Sep 4, 11:50 AM ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICAGO (Reuters) - Watching television more than two hours a day early in life can lead to attention problems later in adolescence, according to a study released on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roughly 40 percent increase in attention problems among heavy TV viewers was observed in both boys and girls, and was independent of whether a diagnosis of attention deficit/hyperactivity disorder was made prior to adolescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link was established by a long-term study of the habits and behaviors of more than 1,000 children born in Dunedin, New Zealand, between April 1972 and March 1973.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children aged 5 to 11 watched an average of 2.05 hours of weekday television. From age 13 to 15, time spent in front of the tube rose to an average of 3.1 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who watched more than two hours, and particularly those who watched more than three hours, of television per day during childhood had above-average symptoms of attention problems in adolescence," Carl Landhuis of the University of Otago in Dunedin wrote in his report, published in the journal Pediatrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young children who watched a lot of television were more likely to continue the habit as they got older, but even if they did not the damage was done, the report said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This suggests that the effects of childhood viewing on attention may be long lasting," Landhuis wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landhuis offered several possible explanations for the association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was that the rapid scene changes common to many TV programs may over stimulate the developing brain of a young child, and could make reality seem boring by comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hence, children who watch a lot of television may become less tolerant of slower-paced and more mundane tasks, such as school work," he wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also possible that TV viewing may supplant other activities that promote concentration, such as reading, games, sports and play, he said. The lack of participation inherent in TV watching might also condition children when it comes to other activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study was not proof that TV viewing causes attention problems, Landhuis said, because it may be that children prone to attention problems may be drawn to watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"However, our results show that the net effect of television seems to be adverse," he wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous studies have linked the sedentary habit of TV watching among children to obesity and diabetes, and another study in the same journal cited the poor nutritional content of the overwhelming majority of food products advertised on the top-rated U.S. children's television shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to 98 percent of the TV ads promoting food products that were directed at children aged 2 through 11 "were high in either fat, sugar, or sodium," wrote Lisa Powell of the University of Illinois in Chicago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8716852757391812261?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8716852757391812261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8716852757391812261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/kids-and-tv.html' title='KIDS AND TV'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1917003299982505170</id><published>2007-09-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:29:23.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geography'/><title type='text'>WORLD MAP PUZZLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki seems to enjoy geography a lot these days so I got him this World Map puzzle. He's learning so much and we're even tackling the continents and seas. We're not getting into too much detail, just an introductory lesson. I'm glad he's having loads of fun learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt0kwQPWZzI/AAAAAAAADuo/dbDsrPvyGYM/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106277963919681330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt0kwQPWZzI/AAAAAAAADuo/dbDsrPvyGYM/s320/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt0k-gPWZ0I/AAAAAAAADuw/S-sXwrFvaKE/s1600-h/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106278208732817218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt0k-gPWZ0I/AAAAAAAADuw/S-sXwrFvaKE/s320/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt0k-gPWZ0I/AAAAAAAADuw/S-sXwrFvaKE/s1600-h/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7309524445106773578-1917003299982505170?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1917003299982505170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1917003299982505170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/world-map-puzzle.html' title='WORLD MAP PUZZLE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rt0kwQPWZzI/AAAAAAAADuo/dbDsrPvyGYM/s72-c/IMG_2135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8628567141759040585</id><published>2007-09-03T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:20:57.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>STAMPING</title><content type='html'>Here are the boys having fun with their stamps.  Ethan really loves this and all other art activities. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtu1dAPWZsI/AAAAAAAADtw/npzYVU-eBuc/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105874112439805634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtu1dAPWZsI/AAAAAAAADtw/npzYVU-eBuc/s320/IMG_2102.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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtu1ngPWZtI/AAAAAAAADt4/lMUI8GVzr90/s1600-h/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105874292828432082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtu1ngPWZtI/AAAAAAAADt4/lMUI8GVzr90/s320/IMG_2105.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/7309524445106773578-8628567141759040585?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8628567141759040585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8628567141759040585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/stamping.html' title='STAMPING'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtu1dAPWZsI/AAAAAAAADtw/npzYVU-eBuc/s72-c/IMG_2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-601642926305138137</id><published>2007-09-02T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:43:28.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>ACCIDENTAL HOMESCHOOLER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eclectichomeschool.org/articles/article.asp?articleid=550&amp;resourceid=69"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://eclectichomeschool.org/articles/article.asp?articleid=550&amp;amp;resourceid=69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is an "Accidental Homeschooler"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by John Edelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some families know from the start that they want to homeschool, others arrive somewhat "accidentally". These are families who had initially put their children in traditional schools. Then, “something” happens. Perhaps it happens over and over or different “things” happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there are a few classroom or school changes but it still is not working. The problems can be with other students, the school culture, the academics, or even the faculty and staff. But over time, it becomes clear that traditional schools are not working and they become convinced that the available schools are unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Never Thought I Would Homeschool…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Although many are people of strong faith, these families start to homeschool not for religious or philosophical reasons, but as problem solvers trying to do the best for their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never thought I would homeschool, but after trying my son in several different schools, we were at our wit's end. Our son was miserable in school and doing badly. After one particularly bad day when he came home in tears and humiliated, we agreed to try homeschooling for the rest of third grade. That was two years ago and it has really worked out for us".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one particular conversation that got me thinking about these families and the process of suddenly jumping into homeschooling. One mother, who had called to find out about our curriculum, felt it important to explain to me that: "I don't really believe in homeschooling and I don't want to do it, but I have to because of my children and the way schools worked. I only want to do the best thing for my child…."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhat speechless trying to think how that made her different from other homeschooling parents, or any parents for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that she was not the only one who followed a bumpy conflicted path into homeschooling. It's striking that I rarely hear from people planning to start homeschooling in a few months. But, I hear daily from families that have decided to homeschool and want to start immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was while taking one of these calls, that I coined the "Accidental Homeschooler" term to describe those starting to homeschool motivated by a process of elimination, not because homeschooling is their primary choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are Most Homeschoolers “Accidental”?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we can't seem to find any data, our experience at Time4Learning shows that about half of today's homeschoolers started in traditional schools. So, with some fear of over-generalizing, here are some characteristics of accidental homeschoolers that we have observed:&lt;br /&gt;Accidental homeschoolers often have the impression that they are unusual in that they are only homeschooling because it's the best option. Many seem to feel that this sets them apart from other homeschoolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accidental homeschoolers' decision to homeschool often resolves a crisis, or series of crises, with the children, the school, and sometimes within the family. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many accidental homeschoolers have been preoccupied trying to make traditional education work for their children so that when they finally "give-up" on schools and decide to homeschool, they find themselves with no preparation and no real idea what homeschooling means. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accidental homeschoolers start with real trepidation and often with little to no enthusiasm for their endeavor. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The number of people starting as "accidental homeschoolers" is increasing now that the public has broad awareness and acceptance of homeschooling. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we get a lot of these calls from these families in transition, Time4Learning has created a free guide with ten key ideas to help them through the transition. The advice includes how to avoid mistakes in an initial buying spree, how to layer in an overall homeschool program, how to connect with other homeschoolers locally and online, and how to build an appropriate mix of activities for each day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Homeschool Melting Pot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've noticed that the accidental homeschooler label only applies for a limited period to these homeschoolers. After a deschooling transition period, parents become immersed in their new approach to education and lifestyle. Their initial anger with the education system, which they feel failed them, melts away as they adapt to their new life. They seem to forget that their decision to homeschool was one of necessity, not a deliberate choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had starting homeschooling when I found that the schools just did not work for my children. My initial attitude was bitterness with the schools and the blunders and accidents that had forced us to take on the education ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, a funny thing happened. I began to notice that there was nothing regrettable about the fork in the road that I took and the homeschooling path that I was on. I shifted from being a critic of the schools to being a homeschool advocate. I noticed that many of the friends I made that first year experienced a similar metamorphosis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Accidental Homeschoolers became the Enthusiastic Homeschoolers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Edelson is the founder of Time4Learning.com. Copyright ©  2007 Eclectic Homeschool Association&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-601642926305138137?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/601642926305138137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/601642926305138137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/accidental-homeschooler.html' title='ACCIDENTAL HOMESCHOOLER'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8639778114488782842</id><published>2007-09-01T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:44:01.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>MORE SAND ART</title><content type='html'>This is actually the 4th time the boys have done this. Since it is relatively easy to do and mess-free, I really don't mind. Besides, they get to admire their work and see how different the previous ones were to the current one. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtkzqQPWZnI/AAAAAAAADtI/oslvbCnXp1M/s1600-h/IMG_1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105168453608040050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtkzqQPWZnI/AAAAAAAADtI/oslvbCnXp1M/s320/IMG_1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtky_QPWZmI/AAAAAAAADtA/WaPOkoFMYl4/s1600-h/IMG_1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105167714873665122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rtky_QPWZmI/AAAAAAAADtA/WaPOkoFMYl4/s320/IMG_1898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya pours the sand carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtkySgPWZlI/AAAAAAAADs4/piEQ2g2WKow/s1600-h/IMG_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105166946074519122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtkySgPWZlI/AAAAAAAADs4/piEQ2g2WKow/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan watches closely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8639778114488782842?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8639778114488782842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8639778114488782842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-sand-art.html' title='MORE SAND ART'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtkzqQPWZnI/AAAAAAAADtI/oslvbCnXp1M/s72-c/IMG_1884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2991124601971709009</id><published>2007-08-31T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:02:38.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>BEING A MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/HEALTH/family/08/28/par.mom.surprises/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2007/HEALTH/family/08/28/par.mom.surprises/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 things no one tells you about being a mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Paula Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies are adorable! There's nothing like the love surge of a full-body hug or the amazed pride you feel when your toddler takes his first steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the bright side. We do moms a disservice if we only gush about the countless truly terrific aspects of raising a child and neglect to mention the, well, harsher realities. It's useful to know that there are not-so-hot sides of the job, if only to take the edge off those inevitable pains of feeling exasperated, unnerved, or just surprised. And it's reassuring to know you're not the only one to admit a downside even exists. This is my list -- you'll probably have one, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no learning curve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, if you graphed it, it would just go up and up. By the time you master colic, it's over. All your smug expertise at changing diapers on an upright toddler becomes obsolete when she graduates to big-kid underwear. Net result: You never feel quite on top of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although the firstborn breaks you in for the next, Number Two is usually so different in temperament, taste, or developmental pacing that what you learned the first time often doesn't work or apply. My oldest, Henry, would respond only to the loudest of shouts and severest of threats. But when I tried my hard-learned disciplinary tactics on next-in-line Eleanor, the slightest raised voice would make her quiver and tear up. &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://www.cnn.com/parenting/mom/article/0,19840,1628418,00.html?cnn=yes" target="new"&gt;Parenting.com: Mom milestones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: A good mental workout. I've learned a lot about human behavior that I might not otherwise have -- plus a lot about kids' music and books, the art of bandage application, and how to make dinner really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You run in circles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The minute you get one thing solved, there's something else to do," says Janine Saber of Orinda, California, about the unending rounds of feeding, diapering, and bedtime that punctuate life with young children. For moms accustomed to completing projects and advancing careers, the chronic spin cycle of caretaking can feel frustrating and mind-numbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have more than one child, the circles begin to overlap. "It's like multitasking-plus," says Saber. "I can't tell you how many times I've forgotten to feed the baby cereal along with her morning formula because my 6-year-old was late for school." &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://www.cnn.com/parenting/mom/article/0,19840,647665,00.html?cnn=yes" target="new"&gt;Parenting.com: 6 secrets of happy moms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: "Once you realize you have no control, you're in total control," Saber says. "Then you can say, 'OK, I'll just go with the flow.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll feel helpless sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You're ready and willing to do anything in the world to make your child safe and happy. But even at the playground and at home, circumstances will unfold beyond your direct control. "It hurt to see one of my kids being teased or excluded at playgroup," says Ann Douglas, a mom of four in Peterborough, Ontario, and the author of "The Mother of All Parenting Books." When two of her kids were being bullied at school, she kept wondering if there was more she could do to help her kids deal, she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: Because it's your child, you'll be amazed at how you can come up with a solution -- or find a friend who's gone through something similar. Douglas made an effort to talk more with the school's teachers; once they were put on alert about her kids' problems, she had a better sense of how they were getting through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't get instant replays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You will say the wrong thing. You will do the wrong thing. This is true of life in general, of course. But with a child it's especially tough because you're making so many split-second decisions in any given hour -- and the repercussions of those decisions are helping to form a growing psyche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sure my daughter Margaret, then 3, would hate me forever when she asked if she could watch "Star Wars" with her brother again and I barked, "No! Time for bed! You've watched too much TV and maybe we should get rid of that TV!" On and on -- transferring a work-related anger to a small, innocent bystander. (Seven years later, I'm pretty sure she loves me still...and we still have a TV.) &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://www.cnn.com/parenting/mom/article/0,19840,647395,00.html?cnn=yes" target="new"&gt;Parenting.com: Will you be a good mother?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: Losing your cool can be a gentle reminder to count to ten before you speak the next time. But it's also humanizing. A few missteps won't scar your child. So apologize if it's appropriate and move on, because your child will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I was in the bathroom when my then 6-year-old looked at the string dangling from my so-called private parts and said, 'Mommy, I think you sat in some gum,'" says Kristine Breese, a Los Angeles mother of two who wrote Cereal for Dinner. "When you become a mom, you can't even put a tampon in without being interrupted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: Your kids can learn patience, self-sufficiency, and the meaning of privacy -- if you set boundaries. "At a certain point, you start locking the bathroom or saying something to stop your child from barging in," Breese says. "This represents a huge step forward as you realize that being at their constant disposal is not really what your kids need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your baby will eventually insult you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indulge in a nice-mommy whim and make a special chocolate-chip face on a toddler's pancake, and you're liable to be met with indignant howls. ("That's not how a pancake looks!") One minute you're the best thing since ice pops and the next, mud. And the mercurial moods of a growing child mean you never know which will happen when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: Repeated verbal stabs make you more immune to them. Unless it's clearly intentional antisocial rudeness (rare before the school years), blame child development and don't take anything personally. Two-year-olds, for instance, are notoriously resistant to change because they're trying hard to figure out the world and once they've "got" a concept down (pancakes don't have faces), it's disorienting to have their expectations foiled. &lt;a class="cnnInlineTopic" href="http://www.cnn.com/parenting/mom/article/0,19840,1025924,00.html?cnn=yes" target="new"&gt;Parenting.com: 8 things grandparents wish you knew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have to force yourself to back off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, like me, you're a Type A control freak (or were in your pre-kids life, until they leeched it out of you), it's a constant internal struggle not to step in and finish the puzzle, Velcro-shut the sneaker yourself, or issue reminders every 10 seconds about what your child should do, say, or remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: The more you incrementally step back, the more self-sufficient they become, which is how it's supposed to be. Kids need to do many things on their own -- and feelings of accomplishment are as mentally healthy for them as they are practical. One morning I watched my 5-year-old laboriously try and try again as my hurry-meter clanged inside me. But you know what? I refrained from butting in as long as she was calm and focused -- and she did it! Her pride was far more valuable than my hectoring would have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You won't know if you've done a good job for, oh, 20 or 30 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every decision you make -- from discipline to extracurricular activities -- has repercussions, though usually not as momentous as you may think. You can have a pretty good inkling of how things are going, but you won't really know what sort of person you've helped to create until your child is fully grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver lining: That's the marvelous mystery of parenting. So much time, money, hope, and love poured into one tiny creature -- but I can't think of a better use for those resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parenting.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2991124601971709009?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2991124601971709009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2991124601971709009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-mom.html' title='BEING A MOM'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5338314790384902323</id><published>2007-08-31T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:55:46.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>BUGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtflNQPWZhI/AAAAAAAADsY/xU22Gn3ZHho/s1600-h/IMG_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104800718508156434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtflNQPWZhI/AAAAAAAADsY/xU22Gn3ZHho/s320/IMG_1996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan loves bugs.  Since we have been having rains for the past few days, many millipedes have come out of the ground. This delights Ethan to no end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-5338314790384902323?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5338314790384902323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5338314790384902323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/bugs.html' title='BUGS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtflNQPWZhI/AAAAAAAADsY/xU22Gn3ZHho/s72-c/IMG_1996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-7163090408568413342</id><published>2007-08-30T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:44:18.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>ETHAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtZnEQPWZeI/AAAAAAAADsA/HXKwxiLzNRA/s1600-h/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104380550447523298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtZnEQPWZeI/AAAAAAAADsA/HXKwxiLzNRA/s320/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and his Megablocks.  He really loves those. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-7163090408568413342?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7163090408568413342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/7163090408568413342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/ethan.html' title='ETHAN'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtZnEQPWZeI/AAAAAAAADsA/HXKwxiLzNRA/s72-c/IMG_1394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8655186447176554273</id><published>2007-08-30T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:24:37.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>HEART HEALTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.parenting.com/parenting/article/0,19840,648296,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.parenting.com/parenting/article/0,19840,648296,00.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heart-Healthy Habits To Get Into Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kate Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you don't give your blood pressure a second's thought. But while most people don't develop hypertension — a significant risk factor for heart disease — until their 40s or 50s, a healthy lifestyle now is key to prevention. And if you're thinking about having another baby, keeping your blood pressure in check will help reduce your risk of developing hypertension-related complications during pregnancy, including preeclampsia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news: Adopting simple lifestyle habits may actually lower high blood pressure — or prevent it in the first place, according to Lawrence Appel, M.D., professor of medicine at Johns Hopkins University, in Baltimore. Make changes one by one or in combination — whichever's easiest to stick to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Get 30 minutes of moderately intense exercise, such as swimming, brisk walking, or bicycling, five or six times per week.&lt;br /&gt;• Eat a low-fat diet full of fruits and vegetables — nine servings a day — plus three daily servings of low-fat milk and dairy products. Cut down on salt, red meat, and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;• Keep alcohol intake to no more than one drink per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parenting, November 2003&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8655186447176554273?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8655186447176554273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8655186447176554273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/heart-health.html' title='HEART HEALTH'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1793936136076916794</id><published>2007-08-29T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T02:48:31.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>SWIM FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Monte Vista last Sunday for a bit of swim time. Everyone in the family went and the boys had a lot of fun! Here are some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtTwPWZVI/AAAAAAAADq4/X2WuHBeJx1M/s1600-h/IMG_2008edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103824463851840850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtTwPWZVI/AAAAAAAADq4/X2WuHBeJx1M/s320/IMG_2008edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All set and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtNAPWZUI/AAAAAAAADqw/jVcIvlAa0t4/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103824347887723842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtNAPWZUI/AAAAAAAADqw/jVcIvlAa0t4/s320/IMG_2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki and Ethan in the kiddie pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtCwPWZTI/AAAAAAAADqo/TsH9f1Qlo50/s1600-h/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103824171794064690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtCwPWZTI/AAAAAAAADqo/TsH9f1Qlo50/s320/IMG_2048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRs1QPWZSI/AAAAAAAADqg/BHubCxw9Xzw/s1600-h/IMG_2068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103823939865830690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRs1QPWZSI/AAAAAAAADqg/BHubCxw9Xzw/s320/IMG_2068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even in the deep pools, Nikki isn't scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRsrwPWZRI/AAAAAAAADqY/I6kV6jxqxQo/s1600-h/IMG_2069edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103823776657073426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRsrwPWZRI/AAAAAAAADqY/I6kV6jxqxQo/s320/IMG_2069edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nikki is scared of the orca. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRsjQPWZQI/AAAAAAAADqQ/1K7sMC0GhZk/s1600-h/IMG_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103823630628185346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRsjQPWZQI/AAAAAAAADqQ/1K7sMC0GhZk/s320/IMG_2096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Nikki and Ethan with &lt;em&gt;Lola&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Lolo&lt;/em&gt; (grandparents).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-1793936136076916794?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1793936136076916794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1793936136076916794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/swim-fun.html' title='SWIM FUN'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtRtTwPWZVI/AAAAAAAADq4/X2WuHBeJx1M/s72-c/IMG_2008edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8768605796865629491</id><published>2007-08-28T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T02:59:35.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>BIKE SAFETY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.parenting.com/parenting/article/0,19840,647196,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.parenting.com/parenting/article/0,19840,647196,00.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kids on Wheels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Maureen Connolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year, about 350,000 children are seriously injured while bike riding, 200 of whom die as a result. Many of these accidents could be avoided with simple safety measures. Here's what you can do to protect your child, and how to choose the safest equipment&lt;br /&gt;What to look for when you buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A BABY CARRIER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure that this seat, which attaches to the back of an adult's bicycle, has a shoulder harness, a lap belt, and a high back, as well as spoke guards to prevent hands and feet from getting caught in the bike's wheels. Also note how much weight the carrier can hold; toting a child who's too heavy can make a bicycle unsteady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 1- to 4-year-olds who can sit well unsupported and have a strong enough neck to wear a lightweight helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A CHILD TRAILER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This three-wheeled cart fastens with a breakaway arm to the back of a bike. Trailers have two advantages over rear-mounted seats: They don't make a bike top-heavy, and they're less likely to throw a child if the bike tips over. Check the maximum weight it can hold — one-passenger trailers usually pull up to 50 or 70 pounds; two-passenger ones, up to 100 pounds. To make a trailer more visible, attach a neon-colored safety flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For kids age 1 and up who can sit well unsupported and have a strong enough neck to wear a lightweight helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A TRICYCLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that's low to the ground and has big wheels is less likely to tip over. Most trikes have pedals that drive the front wheel, instead of a chain; they tend to pick up speed on inclines, so steer clear of hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR 3- TO 5-YEAR-OLDS who can reach the handlebars and pedals, and understand the rules about when and where to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A BICYCLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It should feel sturdy, turn smoothly, and have brakes that don't jam. Rubber or metal pedals are less slippery than plastic ones. Don't buy a bike your child will "grow into" as he gets older; he should be able to straddle it with both feet flat on the ground, and easily reach the handlebars. There also should be 1 to 2 inches of clearance between his crotch and the bike's top tube — the bar that runs from the seat to the handlebar stem. (If you're not taking him to the store, measure his inseam, and subtract 1 or 2 inches.) Your child is ready for his first bike, with training wheels to start, when he can use coaster brakes (where he pedals backward to stop), usually by age 6. He can graduate to hand brakes when his hands are strong enough to squeeze the levers (about age 10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use Your Head!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike helmets can prevent up to 85 percent of head injuries and 75 percent of bike-related deaths. But when a helmet doesn't fit properly or isn't worn correctly, it can leave a child vulnerable to injury. It should fit snugly and be worn flat atop the head, so that it rests 1 inch above the eyebrows. If the helmet tilts too far back, it won't protect the front of the head; if it falls too far forward, it can block your child's vision. The chin strap should fit securely, without pinching the skin. An easy way to check: If you can slide two fingers under the strap when it's buckled, it's too loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules for the Road &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Always supervise children under 10 when they ride a bike or a trike. Never let a child of any age ride at night unless accompanied by an adult. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instruct kids not to ride in the street and to avoid bike paths that cross busy roads. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let children ride on handlebars (it can make a bike unsteady) or go off jumps. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach kids to ride looking straight ahead to where they'll soon be — not down at the front tire. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid letting children ride in baggy clothing; loose fabric can get caught in bike wheels and cause an accident. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always look to see if there are any kids riding around nearby before you get in your car and pull out of the garage or the driveway. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Basics of Bike Care&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your child's bicycle should always be kept in good condition. Store it indoors (rain and moisture can rust and weaken parts), and do the following maintenance check every few months: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seat must be parallel to the ground and adjusted to your child's height. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reflectors should be kept clean and checked for cracks. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spokes that are broken or missing should be replaced. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pedals may need to be tightened with a screwdriver. Keep bearings and spindle well lubricated. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horn or bell should sound properly. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hand grips may need to be replaced if they're worn or loose. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handle-bars should be adjusted to your child's body height as she grows. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tires may need to be reinflated with a hand or a foot pump. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tire rims shouldn't warp or push against the frame. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chain guard can bend out of place. Make sure it covers the chain. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive chain and sprocket may need to be lubricated to rotate with ease. Also, check that the chain fits snugly. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coaster brakes that don't stop easily can be lubricated with a light machine oil, such as WD-40. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOURCES: Robert Tanz, M.D., chair of American Academy of Pediatrics' section on injury and poison prevention; Elizabeth Powell, M.D., pediatric emergency medicine physician, Children's Memorial Hospital, Chicago; Dave Duff, product safety manager, Huffy Bicycles; U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission; National Safe Kids Campaign; National Child Safety Council; Bicycle Helmet Safety Institute.&lt;br /&gt;TIP: Buy a bike helmet that has the U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission’s seal of approval on the packaging.&lt;br /&gt;Parenting, April 2000&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/7309524445106773578-8768605796865629491?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8768605796865629491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8768605796865629491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/bike-safety.html' title='BIKE SAFETY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-8375140381350512737</id><published>2007-08-27T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T03:04:59.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>EGG EXPERIMENT</title><content type='html'>We did this experiment one night. It was easy enough and Nikki had fun. Here are some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLcPQPWZMI/AAAAAAAADpw/-nj1DckLsKI/s1600-h/IMG_1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103383482379691202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLcPQPWZMI/AAAAAAAADpw/-nj1DckLsKI/s320/IMG_1812.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;Here are the instructions.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLcAQPWZLI/AAAAAAAADpo/pFpyTe2Rmic/s1600-h/IMG_1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103383224681653426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLcAQPWZLI/AAAAAAAADpo/pFpyTe2Rmic/s320/IMG_1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials: 2 eggs, 2 glasses filled 3/4s with water, lots of salt and a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLbFwPWZKI/AAAAAAAADpg/5po8SJZWst4/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103382219659306146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLbFwPWZKI/AAAAAAAADpg/5po8SJZWst4/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki first stirs the salt in one of the glasses.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaWQPWZHI/AAAAAAAADpI/RZAZ23VpbVw/s1600-h/IMG_1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLa1wPWZJI/AAAAAAAADpY/47W_ehIxvxs/s1600-h/IMG_1819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103381944781399186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLa1wPWZJI/AAAAAAAADpY/47W_ehIxvxs/s320/IMG_1819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he carefully drops one of the eggs into the glass with tap water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaigPWZII/AAAAAAAADpQ/OaXjvMniXG0/s1600-h/IMG_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103381614068917378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaigPWZII/AAAAAAAADpQ/OaXjvMniXG0/s320/IMG_1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "What happened, Nikki?"&lt;br /&gt;Nikki: "It sank!"&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaWQPWZHI/AAAAAAAADpI/RZAZ23VpbVw/s1600-h/IMG_1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103381403615519858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaWQPWZHI/AAAAAAAADpI/RZAZ23VpbVw/s320/IMG_1822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! The other egg floated in the salt water!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaGgPWZGI/AAAAAAAADpA/KkPgdHDqmGE/s1600-h/IMG_1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103381133032580194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLaGgPWZGI/AAAAAAAADpA/KkPgdHDqmGE/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Nikki draws his findings. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-8375140381350512737?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8375140381350512737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/8375140381350512737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/egg-experiment.html' title='EGG EXPERIMENT'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtLcPQPWZMI/AAAAAAAADpw/-nj1DckLsKI/s72-c/IMG_1812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-6111057236353117736</id><published>2007-08-26T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:07:45.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>DEPENDENCE VS. INDEPENDENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/parenting/your_kids/toddlers_dependence.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/parenting/your_kids/toddlers_dependence.shtml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dependence vs independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen Hayes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tricky encouraging your child to do as much as he's capable of, while making sure he doesn't get too discouraged by difficult things. But these tips may guide you in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let them find their own way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey towards becoming an independent adult starts in babyhood, with your child wanting to try things for himself.&lt;br /&gt;You may find it hard to keep up when your child switches from being demanding one minute to being clingy and afraid to let go of you the next. Such rapid mood swings are common.&lt;br /&gt;It helps to try to understand the emotional world of a small child and the confusion they often feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Developing independence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You can encourage your toddler to be more independent of you by doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accept some behaviours&lt;/strong&gt; - defiance and disobedience, or refusing to comply with your requests, are essential parts of your toddler's growth into an individual. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Follow your toddler's lead&lt;/strong&gt; - if he wants to cling to you, let him; if he wants to do things his own way, go along with it as far as is reasonable. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep your expectations reasonable&lt;/strong&gt; - stubborn opposition and resentment of parental control are the norm. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use distraction&lt;/strong&gt; - you may find it impossible to get your toddler to follow orders without upset. It's much smarter to use diversion tactics or allow him to make choices and offer him some control. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoid orders and ultimatums&lt;/strong&gt; - lead and teach rather than getting into power struggles. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;A lot of the time, though, your toddler will just do the opposite of what you want. He may run off when you try to dress him, for example, or tip out toys you want packed away - he just can't help himself.&lt;br /&gt;He may also seem to resent almost any form of control by you. He wants to get dressed by himself and feed himself - the contrary behaviour that results from this is quite normal, even if you find it irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handling clingy behaviour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps to realise that you're the most important person in your child's life. A fear of strangers and separation from you is completely natural.&lt;br /&gt;You may find it quite annoying when your toddler acts in this way. It may be because you need your toddler to be able to manage without you - you may be returning to work or having time for yourself, for example. On the other hand, you may like it, as it makes you feel needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Separation anxiety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is the developmental stage when your toddler gets upset when you leave him, even if it's only to pop to the loo. It often starts at around nine months and can go on well into the second year, or even longer.&lt;br /&gt;Learning to handle separation is difficult for parents and children, but it does get gradually easier.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, try the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do all you can to build security&lt;/strong&gt; - give lots of love and attention, cuddle up or play together. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep separations short&lt;/strong&gt; - when you need to leave your toddler, especially for the first few times, try to keep separations short and allow enough time for your child to get to know his carer first. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reassure your child&lt;/strong&gt; - even quite short partings, such as going to nursery for the morning, may be difficult. Always take time to talk to your child in advance about what's happening and reassure him you'll be coming back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never just sneak away&lt;/strong&gt; - even though goodbyes can be upsetting, it's less worrying for your child than if you just disappear. Be positive and upbeat and try not to string out your goodbye. Taking ages to leave or acting worried only passes on your anxiety to your child. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'The velcroed toddler'&lt;/strong&gt; - if your child clings to you even when you're simply going about your everyday business at home or at the shops, try to stay calm and carry on. It may not be easy to make lunch or talk to someone while your child's clamped on to you, but he'll feel more secure soon. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Most of all, be patient - your toddler will eventually feel ready to be more independent. Although it may be hard to believe, many parents miss this behaviour once it's over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-6111057236353117736?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6111057236353117736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6111057236353117736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/dependence-vs-independence.html' title='DEPENDENCE VS. INDEPENDENCE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-21075678491629152</id><published>2007-08-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:01:29.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>CRATERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtF5fwPWY1I/AAAAAAAADm4/rJ7TsC5rOWk/s1600-h/IMG_1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102993439219671890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtF5fwPWY1I/AAAAAAAADm4/rJ7TsC5rOWk/s320/IMG_1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did this little experiment the other week. I thought that it would be interesting for the boys and pretty soon, they were having fun making caters in the flour. After a few minutes, Ethan decided to make his own "craters" and used all sorts of things like their playdoh cutters which irked Nikki a bit. Then they were funny because after a while Nikki was wiping all the flour on the floor! He really hates making a mess. =D We all had a lot of fun, I forgot to take photos of the boys. Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7309524445106773578-21075678491629152?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/21075678491629152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/21075678491629152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/craters.html' title='CRATERS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RtF5fwPWY1I/AAAAAAAADm4/rJ7TsC5rOWk/s72-c/IMG_1808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-991803991816015106</id><published>2007-08-25T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T02:38:59.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>MATH PUZZLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rs8lngPWYsI/AAAAAAAADls/QIbjqqC8ni4/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102338263433503426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rs8lngPWYsI/AAAAAAAADls/QIbjqqC8ni4/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki and his Addition and Subtraction puzzles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7309524445106773578-991803991816015106?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/991803991816015106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/991803991816015106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/math-puzzles.html' title='MATH PUZZLES'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rs8lngPWYsI/AAAAAAAADls/QIbjqqC8ni4/s72-c/IMG_1726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-125342106791735563</id><published>2007-08-25T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T02:36:30.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>ARE YOU A HOMESCHOOL MOM?</title><content type='html'>I think this is a fun article and I should share this. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschooling.gomilpitas.com/humor/143.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://homeschooling.gomilpitas.com/humor/143.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Know You're A Homeschool Mom When...&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;You get to change more than diapers, you get to change their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a child busts a lip, and after seeing she's okay, you round up some scotch tape to capture some blood and look at it under the microscope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find dead animals and actually consider saving them to dissect later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your children never ever leave the "why?" stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your teenager decides to take one community college course, and comes home and asks you why the teacher wrote "At" on his paper. (A+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask for, and get, a copier instead of a diamond tennis bracelet for your wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kids think reading history is best accomplished while lying on the floor with their head resting on the side of their patient dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your husband can walk in at the end of a long day and tell how the science experiment went just by looking at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never have to drive your child's forgotten lunch to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your child will never suffer the embarrassment of group showers after PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only debate about the school lunch program is whose turn it is to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never have to face the dilemma of whether to take your child's side or the teacher's side in a dispute at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your child get's drugs at school, it's probably Tylenol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your neighbors think you are insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kids learn new vocabulary from their extensive collection of "Calvin &amp;amp; Hobbes" books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your formal dining room now has a computer, copy machine, and many book shelves and there are educational posters and maps all over the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have meal worms growing in a container....on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get caught talking to yourself, you can claim you're having a PTA meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking out loud to yourself is a parent/teacher conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take off for a teacher in-service day because the principal needs clean underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it through a movie without pointing out the historical inaccuracies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You step on math manipulatives on your pre-dawn stumble to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher gets to kiss the principal in the faculty lounge and no one gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your honor student can actually read the bumper sticker that you have put on your car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your child claims that the dog ate his homework, you can ask the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day your children will consider you to be a miracle-working expert and will turn to you for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kids refer to the neighbor kids as "government school inmates."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it through the grocery produce department without asking your preschooler the name and color of every vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't put your produce in your cart without asking your older student to estimate it's weight and verify accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live in a one-house schoolroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-125342106791735563?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/125342106791735563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/125342106791735563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/are-you-homeschool-mom.html' title='ARE YOU A HOMESCHOOL MOM?'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5989435113638454136</id><published>2007-08-24T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:48:02.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>WORKSHEETS</title><content type='html'>Here are some of Nikki's worksheets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rs251APWYjI/AAAAAAAADkk/u2KUTYCxXVk/s1600-h/IMG_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101938273129226802" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rs25PQPWYfI/AAAAAAAADkE/h90T4YodgCw/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Counting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-5989435113638454136?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5989435113638454136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5989435113638454136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/worksheets_24.html' title='WORKSHEETS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rs251APWYjI/AAAAAAAADkk/u2KUTYCxXVk/s72-c/IMG_1354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5051112580888659498</id><published>2007-08-24T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:48:45.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>10 THINGS TO DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.familylife.com/articles/article_detail.asp?id=946"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.familylife.com/articles/article_detail.asp?id=946&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 Things to Do When You're Not Watching TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Rob Flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By God's incredible design, the gravitational pull of the sun keeps the planets from drifting randomly throughout space. It unites them into a "family" of heavenly bodies called our solar system. Without the sun keeping us together, all life on earth would be impossible. Orbits would not exist and chaos would reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families have "suns" as well. Throughout time, they have held families together by their gravitational pull. Years ago, it was the farm or the family trade. But in many American homes today, the family "sun" is called the television. This sun is often the central point of a family's relationships. Nearly all time spent together is spent staring into this "sun". Our conversation often orbits around what we've seen…or missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are upset about the quality of television programming today. But television's real problem is that it's a time thief. We allow it to reign over our marriages and our children. We allow it to infringe on nearly any and every area of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, we miss out on some of the best God has for us. TV is not the only culprit. There are others…many others. However, some of the others do not have a power button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Christian organizations such as FamilyLife encourage families to take a fast from television. You may wonder, "If we fasted from TV, what would we do instead?" Below are some suggestions for alternatives to watching television. Even if turning it off completely is an unbearable thought to you, consider these ideas for replacing a portion of your television-watching time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be surprised at how little you will miss the time of watching. You'll be blessed at what you'll discover. And you'll be just a little sad that you hadn't tried it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Sleep.&lt;/strong&gt; My wife and I have three small children. As busy as they keep us, we are completely unable to watch television until they are asleep. However, there is a reality that is hard to face—we are tired, too. Even parents with older children get tired. Between running from baseball to ballet to band concerts, families are exhausted. And yet many parents make it worse by sacrificing sleep to watch their favorite shows.&lt;br /&gt;Once the duties of the day are done, rather than turning on the TV, you could turn out the lights. Think of the energy you'd have if you invested your evening "watching" time in longer nights of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Talk.&lt;/strong&gt; Whether it is a particular child with a certain issue or some personal, financial, or spiritual goal, there is always something to talk about. Even beyond the practical conversations, there are hopes in our hearts and events in our lives that we rarely share with those who are closest to us. One of the reasons for this is that we don't take the time to talk with each other. Additionally, our children are growing and changing before our eyes. The time we have left with them grows shorter and shorter each day. How sad that the TV steals the time from us. If we'll just turn it off once in a while, we will find the time to get to know our children, and keep getting to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Play Games. &lt;/strong&gt;The point here is not to invest in blood-thirsty competition, rise above the rest and declare your ownership of both Boardwalk and Park Place. The point is to create some great fun together as a family, or even as a couple. Play some games that require no vulnerability or stress. Other times, play some games that will help you get to know each other. These games can spur on conversation. Like the television, playing games is still entertainment. However, unlike television, playing games builds relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Read Books&lt;/strong&gt;. Some books are entertaining; some books are educational. Many that circulate in Christian circles help us know God and people better. In my home, there must be 20-30 books that I have bought with excitement and have never taken the time to read. Before I can open even one of the books, I must be willing to turn off the TV. And don't forget the lost art of reading as a family. Books like The Chronicles of Narnia, Little House on the Prairie, and even The Lord of the Rings make for much more enriching entertainment than any of those same stories in video form. The corporate imagination of your family will be engaged in fresh ways as you read together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Home Projects.&lt;/strong&gt; Do you have a corner of your home or garage where your "to-do projects" await completion? In my home, we have actually painted rooms two years after we've bought the paint for that room. It sat in a corner of our garage until I found the time. Whether you own your home or not, surely there are things you've expressed a desire to accomplish in your home that you have not yet done. By turning off the TV, you will have the found time you need to accomplish what you cannot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Pray&lt;/strong&gt;. The Scriptures tell us to pray for our pastors and our governmental leaders—even those we don't like. We're told to pray for our families, for our nation and for the return of Christ. Many of us have children. As parents, we are called to pray for our children's current and future needs, not to mention pleading with the Lord for help in parenting them well. Then we are told to pray for the sick and for those who are investing their lives in the gospel. And don't forget the need to pray for the lost. Have you wondered, as I have, where to find the time for all of this prayer?&lt;br /&gt;With the TV off, you will be able to invest time in prayer. Pray alone. Pray with your spouse. Pray with your children. As Christians, we like to tell people, "I'll pray for you." Yet, instead of keeping our word, we'll switch on the TV and allow that time to be stolen from us. Fight that tendency. Turn off the television—and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Intimacy.&lt;/strong&gt; The story of a man who gave his best years to the company is a familiar one, and an easy target. How familiar is the story of the couple that routinely gave their most alert and energetic hours each day to the television leaving only their most fatigued hours for each other? We don't hear it much, but it is all too common. Instead of living in this often unrecognized regret, agree with your spouse that your best hours belong to each other. You'll undoubtedly see the benefit in your time together and in your relationship. And, who knows, you may also find it far more entertaining than television could ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Minister.&lt;/strong&gt; Just a couple of weeks ago, I heard an active church-going couple declare that they were too busy to minister to people. I don't know all that consumes this family's time. I do know they never miss an episode of "Survivor," though.&lt;br /&gt;There are needy people all around us. They are our neighbors, our friends, our fellow church members, even our pastors. We rob ourselves of giving and receiving ministry by allowing TV to occupy a prominent place in our lives. A well-intentioned 30-minute phone call will mean more to a person than an episode of any reality TV show you might watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Get to Know People&lt;/strong&gt;. Becoming a student of people is important if we are ever to minister well. We would all agree that Jesus ministered perfectly to people. He knew our hearts and our make-up. He made us—naturally He knew us. Getting to know people not only takes more work for us; it also takes more time. With the amount of quality resources available in the local Christian bookstore and through the Internet, we are left with no reason for not ministering to people other than "we are just too busy." Take some time to discover how people work. You will see the benefit of that in your family relationships as well as your ministry relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Get to Know God's Word&lt;/strong&gt;. God has used mankind across nearly two millennia to capture His will and His heart in a collection of writings called the Bible. Life, both now and eternally, is found within its pages. Guidance for every problem and shortcoming we have is found there. Love beyond description is promised and granted there.&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if, for 30 consecutive days, you spent just a portion of your television-watching time reading through some books of the Bible you have never heard of? What would happen if you did that for a year? Television cannot promise that type of life change. How much better is the investment of time in the Word than the investment in television? The answer is beyond what words could communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering some of the best God has for us is just a single push-of-a-button away. Have the courage to turn it off. Then discover the countless other ways you could better spend your time. The regret will be short lived. The blessings could very well be eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken from the July 2005 issue of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Family Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, FamilyLife's online magazine. www.FamilyLife.com/familyroom. Copyright© 2005. All rights reserved. Used by permission&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/7309524445106773578-5051112580888659498?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5051112580888659498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5051112580888659498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/10-things-to-do.html' title='10 THINGS TO DO'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4320030184670573232</id><published>2007-08-23T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:39:22.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>BOOK/TOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got Ethan this book at Alabang To&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCrgPWYXI/AAAAAAAADjE/HZydD2P6i60/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101596161804231026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCrgPWYXI/AAAAAAAADjE/HZydD2P6i60/s320/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wn Center. I was looking for a present for a baby shower and when I saw this book I thought it was so cute! Not only does it have an adorable stuffed bear, it also has a secret drawer that holds some puzzle pieces! How neat is that? And the best part? Everything only cost me P95!! How could I &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; buy it, right? Ethan loves the puzzle and he tried to do it by himself but in the end, would ask me for help. Nikki enjoyed the story was a bit concerned about Miss Honey. I think the teddy is adorable. Anyway, really is a win-win for everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCawPWYWI/AAAAAAAADi8/14dQwms7A2c/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101595874041422178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCawPWYWI/AAAAAAAADi8/14dQwms7A2c/s320/IMG_1781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCawPWYWI/AAAAAAAADi8/14dQwms7A2c/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCawPWYWI/AAAAAAAADi8/14dQwms7A2c/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCawPWYWI/AAAAAAAADi8/14dQwms7A2c/s1600-h/IMG_1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCRQPWYVI/AAAAAAAADi0/E7OCaPS9bxc/s1600-h/IMG_1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101595710832664914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCRQPWYVI/AAAAAAAADi0/E7OCaPS9bxc/s320/IMG_1783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the secret drawer where the puzzle is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCRQPWYVI/AAAAAAAADi0/E7OCaPS9bxc/s1600-h/IMG_1783.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7309524445106773578-4320030184670573232?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4320030184670573232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4320030184670573232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/booktoy.html' title='BOOK/TOY'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsyCrgPWYXI/AAAAAAAADjE/HZydD2P6i60/s72-c/IMG_1780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4844440327899856074</id><published>2007-08-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:33:13.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Teaching Empathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.parentsuccess.com/parentingtips.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.parentsuccess.com/parentingtips.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teaching Empathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dr. Roger McIntire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People involved in hurtful acts perceive the hurt in entirely different ways depending on whether they are causing the hurt or the ones being hurt. So says Roy Baumeister, author and social psychologist. Perpetrators in Baumeister’s studies said their actions caused only brief problems for others and their actions were justified or unavoidable. The victims of these incidents, however, invariably described the actions of the perpetrators as inexplicable, senseless and immoral. Victims never felt the wrongdoers were justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the reasons don’t fit our odd behavior, we change our reasons. For the odd behavior of somebody else, we’re likely to conclude they are mean, stupid or short a few marbles. If someone is ticked because you had to cut them off to make your turn, they should understand your time is valuable. If some wild driver cuts you off, he’s inconsiderate, ignorant or nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children, faced with many mistakes in their social life, are the biggest fabricators of new reasons. It’s easy to see kids brighter than yourself as nerds and kids doing worse as losers. The attitude separates and segregates students. We can put the logic of those intolerant students back on track by having them experience the other side. Having kids do some teaching will foster social skills and understanding of other students’ problems and encourage empathy for others. And it has an additional benefit: Both “teacher” and student learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first teaching job as a first year graduate assistant, I had to learn fast. I had been a “B” average undergraduate, but on my first morning in graduate school, I stood on the other side of the desk and faced a discussion section of Louisiana freshmen hoping to have a Yankee for breakfast. The night before, I studied every detail of chapter one. My sympathy for teachers was growing fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife Carol continued this “in-order-to-learn-teach” notion after we moved north. She invited high school students to spend an after-school session in her middle school library. She paid them $5 an hour to help middle schoolers with their homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody benefited. The tutors learned, the middle school students learned, averages at both schools improved and a few went home with extra cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutors need supervision and training in how to keep students enthusiastic and on task. Carol selected tutors who were having troubles of their own but were willing to learn a lesson well enough to teach younger ones for $5 an hour. Her supervision was strict, and she had to make several personnel changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning is in the doing of the thing, and everyone is active when kids are teaching kids.&lt;br /&gt;Some high school study halls use peer tutors who gain their community service credits tutoring in a subject they love. Other schools have used tutors from grade school classes to tutor other students in even lower grades. Our country may be short on teachers, but advanced students who are willing to tutor are plentiful. Using them benefits everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. McIntire is the author of Teenagers and Parents: 10 Steps to a Better Relationship and Raising Good Kids in Tough Times, available in our bookstore. His newspaper column appears in a growing number of newspapers nationwide.&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/7309524445106773578-4844440327899856074?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4844440327899856074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4844440327899856074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/teaching-empathy.html' title='Teaching Empathy'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-1528289491829694978</id><published>2007-08-22T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:06:23.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>PLANET MOBILE</title><content type='html'>We found this project in Nikki's book, The Reader's Digest Children's Atlas to the Universe. Since it looked like an easy and fun activity (big plus for me), I thought it would be nice to do that one rainy afternoon. Fortunately we did not have to make the planets from scratch. I bought him a glow-in-the-dark set months before and I thought it would be a good idea to use them for this activity. Nikki really had a lot of fun even if I did the tying. He was so proud of his work, he showed it to his dad and let me hang it by the window. I'm so glad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some photos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rssa_QPWYMI/AAAAAAAADh0/aZAhBzrNZNI/s1600-h/IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101200676920647874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rssa_QPWYMI/AAAAAAAADh0/aZAhBzrNZNI/s320/IMG_1763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instructions on how to make the mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssZ8wPWYII/AAAAAAAADhU/mlye2TA5VV0/s1600-h/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssazgPWYLI/AAAAAAAADhs/JTnhUIDdq20/s1600-h/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101200475057184946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssazgPWYLI/AAAAAAAADhs/JTnhUIDdq20/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssaVAPWYKI/AAAAAAAADhk/E_Mv4I87HEs/s1600-h/IMG_1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101199951071174818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssaVAPWYKI/AAAAAAAADhk/E_Mv4I87HEs/s320/IMG_1767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikki lines up the planets to make tying easier for Mommy.&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssaKwPWYJI/AAAAAAAADhc/y8aq49Ab_cc/s1600-h/IMG_1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101199774977515666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssaKwPWYJI/AAAAAAAADhc/y8aq49Ab_cc/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished mobile.  "It looks great, Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssZ8wPWYII/AAAAAAAADhU/mlye2TA5VV0/s1600-h/IMG_1778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101199534459347074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RssZ8wPWYII/AAAAAAAADhU/mlye2TA5VV0/s320/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mobile's current home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7309524445106773578-1528289491829694978?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1528289491829694978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/1528289491829694978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/planet-mobile.html' title='PLANET MOBILE'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rssa_QPWYMI/AAAAAAAADh0/aZAhBzrNZNI/s72-c/IMG_1763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-366658151215040489</id><published>2007-08-21T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:27:53.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>15 MINUTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.loveathome.com/homeschool/15_minute_school.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.loveathome.com/homeschool/15_minute_school.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15 Minute School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Bernadine Sevy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find there are two reasons for not doing school work, excluding of course the obvious, which we interpret to be bad attitude, laziness etc. I believe that children actually crave to learn, but their need to display their agency and fight anyone "making" them do something they don’t feel like doing can be overwhelming. The two reasons are being overwhelmed, not seeing light at the end of the tunnel, and boredom. So to fight these problems I put on my "marketing" hat and "packaged" school in a more attractive and palatable way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First find a button. The button in our home is the computer. So what our children earn is computer time, minute by minute. Each child has a graph, each day they color their total minutes, next to the current date, on their own graph, they compete against themselves and this works well because who better to improve against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They earn 1 minute of computer time for every correct spelling word. They are given 15 minutes to accomplish as much math as they can, they get more done than they used to all day, in some cases. One of my children could sit in front of a blank page, not even writing the date on it, from breakfast until dinner. It drove me crazy and he felt angry. 15 minute math fixed the problem. At the end of 15 minutes we check their math, figure out why they had problems with certain questions, and add to their computer time. Each correct math problem is an additional minute of computer time. Each 5 minutes of reading equals one minute of computer time. Once again I require 15 minutes but they read a lot more than that. It is, once again, for the reluctant child the "light at the end of the tunnel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on, each subject will only last 15 minutes, and generally I hear a lot of: "Please let me finish this math problem", "Just 2 more pages Mom!" This is music to a mother's ears. This simple exercise in "marketing" has made the school day much more pleasant for the whole family. The reality is that we don’t get bogged down with anything, because we only have to do any one thing for 15 minutes. We actually get much more than the 15 minutes, but no one is making anybody do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-366658151215040489?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/366658151215040489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/366658151215040489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/15-minutes.html' title='15 MINUTES'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-5835571688378504271</id><published>2007-08-21T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:19:07.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>MUSICIAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsnM6QPWYBI/AAAAAAAADgc/Q_H3GF1Gdt4/s1600-h/IMG_1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100833354137624594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsnM6QPWYBI/AAAAAAAADgc/Q_H3GF1Gdt4/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ethan and his lyre.  Making noise... I mean, music. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-5835571688378504271?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5835571688378504271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/5835571688378504271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/musician.html' title='MUSICIAN'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RsnM6QPWYBI/AAAAAAAADgc/Q_H3GF1Gdt4/s72-c/IMG_1743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-4027929025195784911</id><published>2007-08-20T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:55:24.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts and crafts'/><title type='text'>NOSES</title><content type='html'>The other day, Nikki and I had some fun with disposable cups. We got the idea from an episode of Out of the Box on Playhouse Disney and I told Nikki it would be nice to do the crafts idea there. They made some animal noses out of the cups and it looked like a lot of fun and was easy to do (which appealed to me). In the episode, they made an elephant's nose, a pig's nose and a duck's nose. But after we made all those, Nikki wanted a cat's nose as well so I had to improvise. I must say it turned out pretty well. =D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh1RgPWXyI/AAAAAAAADeo/VzGA8wmKfbk/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100455521569627938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh1RgPWXyI/AAAAAAAADeo/VzGA8wmKfbk/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's Nikki with an elephant's nose.  He was giggling when I took this picture.  He thought he looked silly.  There's Ethan behind Nikki, playing some online games (at the sesame street site) on the computer.&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;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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh05QPWXxI/AAAAAAAADeg/P9bCFmBRdBY/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100455104957800210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh05QPWXxI/AAAAAAAADeg/P9bCFmBRdBY/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pig's nose! Oink! Oink! Snort! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh0vAPWXwI/AAAAAAAADeY/uxT7hxJJhHo/s1600-h/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100454928864141058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh0vAPWXwI/AAAAAAAADeY/uxT7hxJJhHo/s320/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a bad cat's nose, aye?  I was not able to take a photo of the duck's nose but that one was cute as well. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-4027929025195784911?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4027929025195784911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/4027929025195784911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/noses.html' title='NOSES'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/Rsh1RgPWXyI/AAAAAAAADeo/VzGA8wmKfbk/s72-c/IMG_1729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-6480677154558193035</id><published>2007-08-19T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:33:59.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>10 TIPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolmom.com/gettingorganized/real_moms_homeschool.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.thehomeschoolmom.com/gettingorganized/real_moms_homeschool.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Real Mom's Home School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Maggie Hogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your priorities? Are you the type to plan ahead? Do you have lists for daily activities, weekly menus, grocery items and coupons ...or even a list of things for which you need to make a list? Or instead, do you find yourself disorganized and short on teaching time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Real Mom, not the Martha Stewart of Home Schooling. Planning ahead and staying organized are not my strong suits. I will admit there have been times when I've had to run to Wal-mart for underwear when I got too far behind with laundry. And even though I've been married to the same wonderful, forbearing man (with a healthy appetite!) for 22 years, there are still days when I've simply forgotten to cook dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one keep on track with teaching when one is organizationally challenged? I could attempt to inspire you with Biblical principals and great quotes and examples regarding planning ahead. I could set before you lofty goals. I could even try and make you feel guilty for not being better organized. (Although with my own reputation for using a shovel to clear off my desk, who would take me seriously?) But that is not my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing my best in home schooling is important to me and, therefore, I've had to develop strategies for successfully completing each year. I hope these ideas will encourage you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I share, one caveat:  you have to find your own style. Just because I do things a certain way doesn't mean you should, too. I intend for this list to be suggestions - not the ten commandments of home schooling. If a tip doesn't work for you, evaluate and adjust it, or toss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 Tips I've Learned the Hard Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Plan&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay, you're laughing at me. But at some point I realized that if my kids' educations were really important to me, I'd have to put some time into planning. Realistically, I know I won't keep up with daily lesson plans. But I found out that I can sit down once a month and write out monthly objectives. What works best for you? A summer planning marathon? Monthly planning times? Weekly updates or nightly reviews of what you got done that day and hope to accomplish the next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Consolidate Teaching Time&lt;/strong&gt;. How often per week do you teach history or science? Do you and your children function best with a little everyday? A medium amount 2 or 3 times per week? Or a big chunk once a week? For me it works best to teach these two courses twice a week through about fifth grade, moving to a weekly time frame in the upper grades. On the days I'm not specifically teaching, they have reading and other assignments to work on. I find doing history or science in one or two big chunks is more interesting because we can dig deeper into the subject before running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Choose Your Time Wisely&lt;/strong&gt;. Know your students, yourself, and your household. When would be most productive? Personally, I could care less about Alexander the Great at 8:00 a.m. but find him truly fascinating later in the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Bedtime Bonus&lt;/strong&gt;. One ritual that was consistent in our home when the boys were younger was our evening bedtime stories. We often used compelling history books or books with science topics during this special time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Combine Courses&lt;/strong&gt;: Literature with history, history with geography, or geography with science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Think Outside the Box&lt;/strong&gt;. A. Creative map and timeline work can count for history, geography and art. Pay attention to community service hours, Scout projects, and other "non-school" endeavors that are actually educational. B. Keep school fresh by occasionally surprising the kids. Would they get a kick out of having school in a weird place for a day? Pile pillows in the bathtub (empty, of course) and have the kids work in the tub. Or go undercover by draping a blanket over a table and doing school underneath with pillows, blankets, and flashlights. My favorite: turn the master bedroom into the classroom. Take everything you might need onto the bed (including the popcorn!) and pretend to be on a boat surrounded by sharks. Provide a pathway of socks that become tiny islands to step on for getting to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;"Mini" Mega-Cooking&lt;/strong&gt;. The days I cook a few extra meals to put in the freezer are a blessing. I often double up on any given meal so that I can have one for a busy day or a sick friend. I almost never cook a single chicken!  I prefer to brown 5 or 10 pounds of ground beef at a time (perhaps with onions) and I'll freeze what I don't immediately need. The extra can be pulled out for a head start on chili, tacos, spaghetti, etc. Crock-pots are a mom's best friend. Good pizza coupons are treasured. And the husband who offers to bring home the occasional Chinese or deli meal is worth his weight in gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; Share&lt;/strong&gt;. Teaching plans and resources can be shared with a friend. Although I love co-ops and have been involved in them yearly since 1991, they aren't feasible for everyone. But if you have a friend who is teaching the same course as you and would be willing to share the work load in planning lessons or gathering resources, what a blessing! Bonus - checking in with each other to see how it's going adds accountability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;The Baby Connection&lt;/strong&gt;. Babies &amp; toddlers - gotta love 'em! Learn when to include them, when to work around them, and when to wait until they are asleep. Some moms have a high tolerance and some babies are low maintenance. As a mom with low tolerance and high maintenance babies, I had to learn flexibility. Special toys only brought out during teaching time helped. They enjoyed the read-alouds even though the material was over their heads. History costumes, building forts or re-creations, and other hands-on projects can often be completed with little ones in tow. For work best done uninterrupted, use naptime or videos. (Yes, I happily used quality videos as babysitters!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Summer School&lt;/strong&gt;. Use summers for history/science projects and field trips. We even had a couple of short summer school sessions utilizing appealing material that the kids were eager to dive into. Count the hours toward the following year's school. This provides leeway and less pressure during your more formal school time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maggie Hogan is a motivational speaker and author. Maggie and her husband own Bright Ideas Press, where you can find the best in practical and fun geography, history and science resources.&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/7309524445106773578-6480677154558193035?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6480677154558193035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/6480677154558193035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/10-tips.html' title='10 TIPS'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-2506958205487339430</id><published>2007-08-19T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:06:13.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>ETHAN AND SUSHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RscmewPWXsI/AAAAAAAADd4/OKPJGJpXwzw/s1600-h/IMG_1721edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100087412807589570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RscmewPWXsI/AAAAAAAADd4/OKPJGJpXwzw/s320/IMG_1721edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Ethan with our pet Sushi.  She's a really sweet rabbit.  She never bites and always loves a rub from time to time.  Even the rowdy Ethan becomes very careful when he's around Sushi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-2506958205487339430?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2506958205487339430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/2506958205487339430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/ethan-and-sushi.html' title='ETHAN AND SUSHI'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uiHoq4Hlxcs/RscmewPWXsI/AAAAAAAADd4/OKPJGJpXwzw/s72-c/IMG_1721edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7309524445106773578.post-95084081723929161</id><published>2007-08-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:57:52.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>BIRD FEEDER</title><content type='html'>I think this will be a fun activity for the boys. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easyfunschool.com/article1252.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.easyfunschool.com/article1252.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bird Feeders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;Cardboard toilet paper roll wax paper or newspaper (about 8 inches by 8 inches at least) peanut butter plastic or regular knife 2 foot piece of yarn paper plate bird seed (small seeds work best, sunflower seeds fall off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the yarn through the hole in the toilet paper roll and lay out on a piece of wax paper or newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spread the peanut butter all around the outside of the roll.&lt;br /&gt;3. Put bird seed on a paper plate.&lt;br /&gt;4. Roll toilet paper roll in bird seed&lt;br /&gt;5. Tie knot in the yarn, and hang on a tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7309524445106773578-95084081723929161?l=homelessons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/95084081723929161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7309524445106773578/posts/default/95084081723929161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homelessons.blogspot.com/2007/08/bird-feeder.html' title='BIRD FEEDER'/><author><name>:P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
