<?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-8378694632978414402</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:07:53.603-06:00</updated><category term='products'/><category term='personal'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='funny'/><category term='helps'/><category term='heros'/><category term='books'/><category term='Funny Friday'/><category term='video'/><category term='Twitter Help'/><category term='projects'/><category term='kid wisdom'/><category term='mommy wisdom'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Get Real Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>learning my way through motherhood</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7644958967269115304</id><published>2009-01-14T12:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:11:19.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Keeping Connected</title><content type='html'>Well, we did it.  We were able to have two sets of Grandparents and two and a half sets of Aunts and Uncles in our living room on Christmas morning via Tokbox.  There was a little difficulty for one of the Uncles, but I am pretty sure that it was due to his understanding (or slight lack of) of the technology.  (Sorry Tim!)  Another difficulty we had was with sound.  Those on the other end had a hard time with the sound.  This could have been solved probably by having the visitors mute their own sound on their computers or having them use earphones instead of speakers.  But overall, the experience was good.  We got to say Merry Christmas to all of our family at one time and they all got to watch the girls devour their Christmas presents under the tree!  I think everyone was pretty please in the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7644958967269115304?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7644958967269115304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7644958967269115304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7644958967269115304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7644958967269115304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-keeping-connected.html' title='Update on Keeping Connected'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4277657952266561259</id><published>2008-12-18T12:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:20:45.226-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Keeping Connected With Far-Away Family During Christmas</title><content type='html'>This is our first Christmas where we are not going to join the traveling hoards and make our way home.  While we are sad that we are missing our family and some of our favorite Christmas traditions,  we are glad to be relaxing at home instead of fighting crowds in the airports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been trying to think of a creative way to be connected with our family on Christmas day.  More than just the conference call or pass the telephone that our family traditionally did with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relatives&lt;/span&gt; that moved away.  Thankfully, we live in the 21st century where technology can bring our distant family into our living room  on Christmas morning.  Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Web cams&lt;/span&gt;, they don't have to miss out completely on our two little girls experiencing the joy that Christmas morning brings.  In the past, we have web-chatted with our family for a few minutes at a time to catch up on the latest goings on in our lives and to have the girls see and be seen by their grandparents.  This Christmas it will serve as our link to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many different options for video chatting.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ichat&lt;/span&gt;, Aim, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  A newer one though allows more than two cams to be connected at a time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tokbox&lt;/span&gt;.  With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tokbox&lt;/span&gt;, we can connect with both sets of grandparents and maybe even an uncle in another part of the country at the same time.  It also works well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; you have a Mac or a PC.   So check it out, and see if you can connect your family this Christmas beyond the Merry Christmas pass the phone game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tokbox.com/"&gt;www.tokbox.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4277657952266561259?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4277657952266561259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4277657952266561259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4277657952266561259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4277657952266561259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/keeping-connected.html' title='Keeping Connected With Far-Away Family During Christmas'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2265030375550172421</id><published>2008-12-10T08:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:47:07.010-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>I have to get back to you on this...</title><content type='html'>I mentioned earlier that&lt;a href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-saving-money.html"&gt; I was going to try out emealz.com&lt;/a&gt; and let you know how I like it.  Well, I did some further research on www.emealz.com and I decided against it.  The best I could do on their plans was 70$ a week.  That 70$ was only for dinner foods.  So on top of that I would have to get breakfast and lunch makings.  Currently, we spend about $70 (maybe a little bit more, but not much more) a week for all of our food and household goods.  It's not spectacular but it is better than $70 just for dinner.  I did like their variety of foods and having a list that you could take and know just about exactly what you were going to spend.  But for us, emealz is not the cost-effective option that we are looking for.  So it's my meal plan for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2265030375550172421?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2265030375550172421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2265030375550172421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2265030375550172421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2265030375550172421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-to-get-back-to-you-on-this.html' title='I have to get back to you on this...'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4360913582146977094</id><published>2008-12-08T15:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:43:30.417-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>A Warm Christmas Memory</title><content type='html'>I was thinking recently about my favorite Christmas memories.  Probably my fondest memory of Christmas is not in anyway connected to gifts I received or carols I sung or candy I ate.  In fact, it should have been a sad Christmas.  My family was dealing with the new and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frightening&lt;/span&gt; reality that it was going to be my Grandmother's last Christmas.  From here on out I will refer to her As Grammie because that is how she was known and I really can't call her anything else.  Some of the family decided to live in denial, that's how they dealt with it.  But for many of us, we embraced this Christmas as an opportunity to enjoy Christmas one last time with this loved matriarch.  We listened with interest to Grammie's stories, which in the past were too long and too uninteresting to bother with.  We showered her with gifts.  What do you get a person facing a terminal illness?  As I look back on that Christmas, the gifts we gave Grammie were our way of hugging her through through the tough months that lay ahead of her.  A wool blanket for Grammie's legs, a down robe and down slippers to keep her frail body warm, soft caps for her head to cover the evidience of her treatments, all gifts to keep her as comfortable as we could, even when we weren't there.  Four months later, as I visited with my Grammie for the last time, she was embraced by the hugs of the entire family.  It was a warm afternoon, but Grammie, who was not much more than her skeleton, was bundled in her down robe, down slippers and wool blanket.  Days later, it was in those hugs that she passed.  Surrounded by family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4360913582146977094?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4360913582146977094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4360913582146977094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4360913582146977094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4360913582146977094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/warm-christmas-memory.html' title='A Warm Christmas Memory'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7109288916512512880</id><published>2008-11-26T08:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:03:06.918-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SS1lGmuyJoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zb31HLI_nrM/s1600-h/apple_peeler_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SS1lGmuyJoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zb31HLI_nrM/s200/apple_peeler_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272981902871111298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done one of these in a while so I thought I would revive Wonderful Wednesday.  Today's Wonderful Wednesday product is my Apple/Peeler/Corer/Slicer from The Pampered Chef.  Its a mouthful but without it, there would be no apple pie for Thanksgiving.  I seriously don't have the patience to hand cut and especially peel 5 apples for my apple pie.  The APCS does it all in a few cranks of the wheel.  Really it's an old fashioned tool that does the job perfectly.  They can't really improve on this one.  Even making it automatic would not be helpful because I still like to think of my pie as "handmade."  If you don't have one, I would suggest you get one, it will change your life!  Apple cobblers become a breeze, dried apple slices, so easy, apple pies a dream, and your kids can do it too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7109288916512512880?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7109288916512512880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7109288916512512880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7109288916512512880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7109288916512512880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonderful-wednesday.html' title='Wonderful Wednesday!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SS1lGmuyJoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zb31HLI_nrM/s72-c/apple_peeler_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7844368432042843209</id><published>2008-11-20T08:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:10:36.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Home Is Not A Haven: Today's List</title><content type='html'>OK so the list thing worked too well for me.  I haven't made a list since last Friday and what has happened?  My home has become a dump, definitely not a haven.  So I guess I have to make a list to get anything done.  Even if I don't check everything off of my list, it will be much more productive than sitting here thinking "what should I do now?"  I also found that writing the list down on paper for only me to see doesn't help me either.  Posting it here where everyone sees (including my husband) gives me much more accountability.  So here is today's list, may it make me productive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Clean Kitchen counters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* Laundry (all day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Shopping List (took longer than I thought)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Lunch (Grilled Cheese! YUM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Shopping for next week (Done! But I can't believe how much Thanksgiving is costing this year!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Nap (short and sweet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Pick up Kindergartener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Baths for the girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Dinner (Pizza - need something fast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Kindergarten program at the school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Bedtime for kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Make brownies or cookies for Tomorrow's Thanksgiving Feast at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Crash into bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now, I need a nap, but that will have to wait.  Too much to do today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7844368432042843209?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7844368432042843209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7844368432042843209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7844368432042843209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7844368432042843209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-home-is-not-haven-todays-list.html' title='My Home Is Not A Haven: Today&apos;s List'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-9176923258404409702</id><published>2008-11-14T07:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:06:50.646-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Making My Home a Haven: Inviting</title><content type='html'>Thank you Monica from &lt;a href="http://www.thehomespunheart.blogspot.com"&gt;The Homespun Heart&lt;/a&gt;!  It has been a revealing, fun week for me this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since my husband has been away on business for most of the last month and a half, we are really just looking forward to a quiet weekend at home.  But with Thanksgiving around the corner we are hoping that our friends will be joining us.  With family far away, we find it lonely around the holidays.  Most of our friends live close enough to drive home for Thanksgiving and Christmas, but it would take us at least 3 days just to drive home!  Leaving us the only ones in town, it seems.  This year we have invited some new friends for Thanksgiving and though they haven't officially gotten back to us yet, we are hoping to have them for Turkey day.  On that note, I want to encourage those of you who have family close to invite at least one of your friends who is far from family to join yours for Thanksgiving or Christmas.  Being invited to be part of a family helps a little when your miss your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my plan for the day, not much in inviting.  We're carrying fun Thursday over to Friday!&lt;br /&gt;*Get 5 year old to school - complete with lunch in hand today!&lt;br /&gt;*Library with 3 year old&lt;br /&gt;*local Firehouse with our playgroup!&lt;br /&gt;*Dollar menu lunch&lt;br /&gt;*Straighten up counter tops&lt;br /&gt;*Laundry&lt;br /&gt;*pick up playroom and media room with help from 3 year old&lt;br /&gt;*pick up 5 year old from school (devotion and knitting in the carpool line)&lt;br /&gt;*Read/play with the girls&lt;br /&gt;*dinner- Pizza tonight!&lt;br /&gt;*Mommy goes scrapbooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's our day.  A mixture of fun and duty today.  Hope all of you have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-9176923258404409702?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9176923258404409702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=9176923258404409702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9176923258404409702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9176923258404409702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-my-home-haven-inviting.html' title='Making My Home a Haven: Inviting'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2704079036653994678</id><published>2008-11-13T16:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:29:10.970-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Day 4 update: Fun</title><content type='html'>Today's plan was pretty simple: have fun!  So we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had a couple of to-dos other than playing with my girls and I was able to complete them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my 5 year old to school unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;Ran to Super Target and got some fruit and the needed bread,&lt;br /&gt;Ran home to make a lunch for my 5 year old then ran it to school.&lt;br /&gt;Played Candy land, Chutes and Ladders and Dominoes with my 3 year old.  How does she always win?&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch&lt;br /&gt;Made Cookies (burned one pan thanks to my timer that makes one weak chirp when it goes off)&lt;br /&gt;Ate Cookies&lt;br /&gt;Napped with 3 year old&lt;br /&gt;Picked up 5 year old&lt;br /&gt;Announced my plan to feed the ducks and go to the park which was turned down for playing in the driveway with their various vehicles and chalk. (5 year old doesn't like ducks?)&lt;br /&gt;Still playing while I am typing.&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for dinner and a night of more fun (so glad Daddy is home!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I want to focus on being real with everyone, I want to be clear that things do get derailed from time to time, it's really an unspoken part of my plan.  I'm not usually a lister but after this week of being focused on my home, I think I will make more lists.  Like I said in my comment on the last post, I feel like I was able to get a lot more done.  And if something were to get in the way, oh well, I can put whatever got missed on my list another day.  I'll get there eventually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a spiritual note, today I found myself thinking of those dealing with cancer a lot today.  I think its because of my knitting.  I decided to pray over the piece that I'm attempting to make for someone I don't even know, who may not even know they are sick yet.  I pray for healing and comfort and that they know the maker of the universe and his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else has had a successful day!  Thanks again Monica from &lt;a href="http://thehomespunheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Homespun Heart&lt;/a&gt; for hosting this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from Day 3 and 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beginning of the knitting project (ok, I had to start over a couple of times after this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRy3QTUVhxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wKNKnOJbJ3U/s1600-h/DSC06443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRy3QTUVhxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wKNKnOJbJ3U/s200/DSC06443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268287154807998226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first game with the 3 year old (can you see how far ahead the red marker is from the blue?  Yep, that's me in the blue, she caught all the breaks and I wasn't even making it easy for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRy26vNt26I/AAAAAAAAADw/JijLt6FCifI/s1600-h/DSC06459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRy26vNt26I/AAAAAAAAADw/JijLt6FCifI/s200/DSC06459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268286784339303330" 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/8378694632978414402-2704079036653994678?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2704079036653994678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2704079036653994678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2704079036653994678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2704079036653994678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-4-update.html' title='Day 4 update: Fun'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRy3QTUVhxI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wKNKnOJbJ3U/s72-c/DSC06443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-5349368526078923428</id><published>2008-11-13T06:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:05:23.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making My Home a Haven Day 4: Fun</title><content type='html'>Fun!  Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure our house hasn't been too much fun lately thanks to my husband being out of town (he's back!) and me being sick.  Today we are going to do something fun!  Here's my list for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get 5 year old to school on time and fed (hair brushed is a bonus)&lt;br /&gt;Make another quick grocery run (I have to get bread to replace the 1/2 of a loaf that I discovered  with a big bubble hole in it- that gives me an idea)&lt;br /&gt;Play board games with the 3 year old (Candyland and memory)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Make cookies with the 3 year old&lt;br /&gt;Nap&lt;br /&gt;Pick up 5 year old&lt;br /&gt;Take a walk to the pond by our house and feed defective bread to the ducks and then on to the park&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Roast Beef and Augratin Potatoes (back to real meals since hubby is home)&lt;br /&gt;Read books and spend family time together in the play room (maybe more board games)&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go have fun!  hope y'all do to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-5349368526078923428?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5349368526078923428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=5349368526078923428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5349368526078923428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5349368526078923428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-my-home-haven-day-4-fun.html' title='Making My Home a Haven Day 4: Fun'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3465929659386706783</id><published>2008-11-12T18:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:49:47.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 update</title><content type='html'>Well, today I accomplished a lot, even if it wasn't exactly everything on my list.  The day went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Got the child to school (properly dressed and even fed!)&lt;br /&gt;*Picked up pictures at Walmart, among a few other things&lt;br /&gt;*Got home and organized pictures&lt;br /&gt;*Got started on sanding the cabinet.  I worked on it until my hand cramped up and got about 40% covered&lt;br /&gt;*Bonus project: spray painted frame that I am going to use to display Girls' artwork&lt;br /&gt;*Lunch&lt;br /&gt;*Another Bonus: began teaching myself to knit.  I really want to join a group at our church knitting Chemo Caps for Cancer patients so I am trying to learn how to do it.  Uh, it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;*Skipped nap (bad idea)&lt;br /&gt;*Picked up 5 year old.  Started feeling sick at this point.&lt;br /&gt;*Laid down while girls played around me- not getting better.&lt;br /&gt;*Didn't go to church because I started feeling really sick just cooking dinner (Husband's out of town, so I couldn't pass the responsibility)&lt;br /&gt;*Managed to eat some noodles but couldn't even stand the smell of the hotdogs!&lt;br /&gt;*Still feeling sick and can't wait until bed time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at least it wasn't a total failure.  Now I think I'll go care for my body and lay down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3465929659386706783?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3465929659386706783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3465929659386706783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3465929659386706783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3465929659386706783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-3-update.html' title='Day 3 update'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-9221093695652892814</id><published>2008-11-12T06:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:46:23.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Making My home a Haven Day 3: Cared For</title><content type='html'>Today I had to come up with a project that I have been putting off that needs some attention.  Hmmm....what to do.  Since I always have everything done that I want to have done, I have to be creative with this one.  NOT!  I have a lot of things that I could put on this list today.  I could put them all on my to do list today but then I would feel defeated by the end of the day so that's not really productive.  So I think I will choose a couple and hope that I get it done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do:&lt;br /&gt;Get 5 year old to school&lt;br /&gt;Pick up pictures from Walmart  (didn't make my walmart run yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;Organize pictures for Scrapbooking crop on Friday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-would-you-do-with-this.html"&gt;Sand Radio cabinet in the garage to prep for painting&lt;/a&gt; (will probably take the rest of the day)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&lt;br /&gt;More sanding&lt;br /&gt;Nap&lt;br /&gt;Pick up 5 year old (devotion in the car while waiting in line)&lt;br /&gt;After school snack/read books with the girls&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- Probably Hot Dogs tonight because of Church&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night church activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that still looks like a long list.  Wish me luck!  I added the link to my radio cabinet, maybe you have an idea of what to do with it.  Right now I just plan to prep it, then I will decided to paint or restore it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-9221093695652892814?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9221093695652892814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=9221093695652892814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9221093695652892814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9221093695652892814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-my-home-haven-day-3-cared-for.html' title='Making My home a Haven Day 3: Cared For'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6547272446992064033</id><published>2008-11-11T19:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:52:37.944-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>The end of day 2, Making My Home a Haven</title><content type='html'>Thanks Monica from &lt;a href="http://thehomespunheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Homespun Heart &lt;/a&gt;for hosting this challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving reading all of the comments and I'm hoping to be able to return some of those comments tonight, if I don't fall asleep typing.  That would be unfortunate because I hate drool on the keyboard. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I was able to accomplish everything on my list!  I was through everything but the floors when I was hit with a crazy headache.  I pushed through it for an hour then had to take a nap.  That was difficult because my 3 year old decided she didn't want a nap today.  Anyway, I did get the floors done in the evening.  I will admit though instead of swiffering and sweeping the tile floors, I just used my vacuum cleaner on the bare floor setting (did I mention how much I love my new vacuum cleaner?)  I also got two bonus things done today.  A HUGE pile of laundry folded and PUT AWAY!  Yeah, quite an accomplishment.  Also, a very long talk with my dear friend, which was very fun and the highlight of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to see what tomorrow brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6547272446992064033?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6547272446992064033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6547272446992064033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6547272446992064033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6547272446992064033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-day-2-making-my-home-haven.html' title='The end of day 2, Making My Home a Haven'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-8704761046753007267</id><published>2008-11-11T09:47:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:22:51.092-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>After Pictures of Day 1 and Day 2 Plan</title><content type='html'>Making my home a haven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp96AYggI/AAAAAAAAADo/W8cYY97SzOM/s1600-h/DSC06434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp96AYggI/AAAAAAAAADo/W8cYY97SzOM/s200/DSC06434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428120194482690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp8k4IpII/AAAAAAAAADY/n8PvKMfBoLA/s1600-h/DSC06432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp8k4IpII/AAAAAAAAADY/n8PvKMfBoLA/s200/DSC06432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428097342874754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp9I2RYLI/AAAAAAAAADg/kfLEdq3xHbk/s1600-h/DSC06433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp9I2RYLI/AAAAAAAAADg/kfLEdq3xHbk/s200/DSC06433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267428106998735026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my after pictures from yesterday.  You probably couldn't tell what was under all that stuff!  I felt really good because I got all of this done before lunch.  In addition to the effectiveness of lists, I learned that I really don't have much of an excuse to not get things straightened up.  It didn't take that long and I felt more comfortable in my house all day long!  Instead of walking into the kitchen and being stressed by the mess, the energy from the room was much more positive.  And my bedroom felt more like a retreat at the end of the night.  The only thing I didn't get to was the car, but it really isn't bad, just need to throw out some papers that seem to accumulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I am going to follow the Challenge and Clean.  Here is my list for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean up Kitchen dishes&lt;br /&gt;Clean downstairs bathrooms (upstairs bathrooms don't get used very much)&lt;br /&gt;Vacuum downstairs and the stairs (I vacuumed upstairs last weekend) I LOVE my new vacuum cleaner so this will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;Sweep and Swiffer tile floors&lt;br /&gt;Clean the inside of the fridge&lt;br /&gt;Clean out the Microwave&lt;br /&gt;Wipe up the front of the oven and the dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Walmart run&lt;br /&gt;Nap (I might as well admit to my blogging friends that I am 7 weeks pregnant and need to take about a 30 min nap in the middle of the day to function)&lt;br /&gt;Read devotional while waiting for daughter in carpool line&lt;br /&gt;After school Snack and read with the girls&lt;br /&gt;Dinner- Chick Fil A school night (Like I need an excuse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My devotional this week is on Leah.  Interesting character.  She was the unwanted bride of Jacob.  Her sister was the one he wanted but their father tricked Jacob into marrying Leah first then working more years to get Rachel, the wanted sister.  What discord must have existed between the sisters for all of those years.  I will pray that my home and yours is one of peace and unity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-8704761046753007267?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8704761046753007267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=8704761046753007267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8704761046753007267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8704761046753007267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-pictures-of-day-1-and-day-2-plan.html' title='After Pictures of Day 1 and Day 2 Plan'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRmp96AYggI/AAAAAAAAADo/W8cYY97SzOM/s72-c/DSC06434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-1673015861142482069</id><published>2008-11-10T08:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:09:08.052-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Making My Home a Haven: Day 1</title><content type='html'>I am taking the challenge from Monica of "&lt;a href="http://thehomespunheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;the homespun heart&lt;/a&gt;"  to create a Haven out of my home.  Today's challenge is to tidy up, declutter and to make time for quiet time with God.  Here is my plan for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry (all day)&lt;br /&gt;Unload clean dishes from the dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;Declutter kitchen counters&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;Declutter bedroom dressers and side tables&lt;br /&gt;A hot cocoa break with my 3 year old&lt;br /&gt;Declutter bathroom counter&lt;br /&gt;Devotional time in the car while waiting in carpool line for my 5 year old (Women of the Bible, great book!)&lt;br /&gt;Re-organize the cabinets and shelf in the laundry room&lt;br /&gt;Declutter the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! Kind of a lot!  but I think I can do it if I start now!  If you want to join in the Making My Home a Haven Challenge this week, check out "&lt;a href="http://thehomespunheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;the homespun heart&lt;/a&gt;."  I will post before and after pictures too.  Here is my before - I'm being vulnerable here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGc3MHiQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/buJkC6VlQa0/s1600-h/DSC06430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGc3MHiQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/buJkC6VlQa0/s200/DSC06430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267037225874852098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGb_SVqrI/AAAAAAAAADA/hozO2OMfiDk/s1600-h/DSC06427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGb_SVqrI/AAAAAAAAADA/hozO2OMfiDk/s200/DSC06427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267037210868558514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGcWuFq2I/AAAAAAAAADI/j6TGfQSmm0o/s1600-h/DSC06428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGcWuFq2I/AAAAAAAAADI/j6TGfQSmm0o/s200/DSC06428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267037217158966114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: I am more than half way through my list and it is only 11am!  Sweet.  Something I have learned: Lists are good motivators. (duh)  I should have known that making a list would motivate me, I love to cross things off and get that sense of accomplishment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-1673015861142482069?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1673015861142482069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=1673015861142482069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1673015861142482069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1673015861142482069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-my-home-haven-day-1.html' title='Making My Home a Haven: Day 1'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRhGc3MHiQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/buJkC6VlQa0/s72-c/DSC06430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6232358504049318716</id><published>2008-11-08T12:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:07:59.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day Menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRXjK3sGK7I/AAAAAAAAACw/AZFhA4AXLsU/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRXjK3sGK7I/AAAAAAAAACw/AZFhA4AXLsU/s200/DSC01279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365115166763954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cooking for Thanksgiving!  Its a new joy I have discovered since moving away from family in Washington.  I get to select the menu , which means I don't have to make or smell oyster stuffing!!  I also leave out cranberry sauce because none of us like it.  I do make yams (sweet potatoes here in Texas) but only one serving for my husband.&lt;br /&gt;So here is our Turkey Day Menu (along with where I got my recipes), my mouth is watering just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roast Breast of Turkey with apple scented pan gravy - Pampered Chef Celebrations Cook Book.&lt;br /&gt;- Great for our family of four we get plenty of left overs and if you want dark meat just get a couple of turkey legs to the pan.  I've safely served 7 adults and 2 kids this turkey and still had a little left overs.  Its great because it only takes  a couple of hours and requires very little prep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/food-network-kitchens/sage-sausage-and-apple-dressing-recipe/index.html"&gt;Sage, Sausage &amp;amp; Apple dressing- Food network&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I started the apple theme because we are from Washington and it was our homage to home, but the dressing and the gravy are extremely tasty and now a staple at our Turkey table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashed Potatoes- From the Box&lt;br /&gt;- I have never been able to do real mashed potatoes from potato to bowl so I resort to the Potato buds from the box.  I always add fresh garlic or herb and garlic spice mix and lots of butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candied Yams (Sweet Potatoes)- Nothing special: butter, marshmallows and yams&lt;br /&gt;- I HATE Candied yams but my husband seems to like them so I make a small dish for him.  Its really simple and makes him happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/alton-brown/best-ever-green-bean-casserole-recipe/index.html"&gt;Green Bean Casserole- Food Network- Alton Brown's Best Ever Green Bean Casserole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Of course!  What would Thanksgiving be without Green Beans Casserole?  I think it would be the same as no Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herb Carrots- Another simple one: steamed carrots with fresh parsley and topped with butter at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;- Just adds another great vegetable to the table.  And they taste so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creamed Corn- From the can&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing special but it is another must have for my husband, the girls like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corn Bread- Package recipe&lt;br /&gt;- this one is for me.  I love corn bread, top it off with honey butter and you're set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolls&lt;br /&gt;- I think I'm going to try to make these from scratch this year if I find a good recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRXjLWo4NUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GIH9WjGM3EU/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRXjLWo4NUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GIH9WjGM3EU/s200/DSC01299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365123474765122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the best part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/pumpkin-pie-recipe/index.html"&gt;Pumpkin Pie- Food Network - Paula Deen!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, it has a ton of butter in it (it is Paula Deen's recipe), but it is sooooo worth it!!  Her Pumpkin Gooey Cake is great also!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speedy Strussle Apple Pie- Pampered Chef Season's Best s/s 01 Cook Book&lt;br /&gt;- I have to have apple pie too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosty Pumpkin Dessert- Pampered Chef Celebrations Cook Book&lt;br /&gt;- Another alternative to the pumpkin pie but I usually make all three of these desserts because I can't decide which one to do without!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is, my Turkey day dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6232358504049318716?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6232358504049318716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6232358504049318716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6232358504049318716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6232358504049318716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-day-menu.html' title='Turkey Day Menu'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SRXjK3sGK7I/AAAAAAAAACw/AZFhA4AXLsU/s72-c/DSC01279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3777660992918348566</id><published>2008-11-04T08:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:12:24.868-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Don't tell me your vote doesn't matter.</title><content type='html'>I just don't want to hear it because it isn't true.  You may make the argument that one little vote isn't going to make a difference.  But add up all of the people who stayed home and didn't vote because they felt their vote didn't make a difference,  they might make a difference.  Tomorrow, I don't want to be one of the people who didn't have any say.  And frankly, if you don't vote,  your opinion of the election and its outcome doesn't matter to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my opinion.  For what it's worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3777660992918348566?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3777660992918348566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3777660992918348566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3777660992918348566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3777660992918348566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-tell-me-your-vote-doesnt-matter.html' title='Don&apos;t tell me your vote doesn&apos;t matter.'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6668291781422230993</id><published>2008-11-03T07:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:10:05.699-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Cleaning On My Mind</title><content type='html'>All I can think about today is how much cleaning I need to do in this house.  This is the day that I curse all 3000 square feet of our house!  So here are some of my cleaning practices that might help you get your square feet shiny and clean.  Some of these ideas have been collected from other sources, so I can't take full credit, but it really helps to have a game plan when cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Take all cleaning supplies with you in a carrier, so you don't have to go looking for them once you start cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;2) Include laundry basket (cause laundry never seems to get to where it is supposed to go) and garbage bag in your supplies. &lt;br /&gt;3) You can use a stroller to contain all of your supplies if you need to.  Think "hotel housekeeping."&lt;br /&gt;4) Clean one room at a time, do not leave that room for anything until you are done.&lt;br /&gt;5) Items that need to go to another room can go in your laundry basket or stroller and get dropped off as you clean the rest of the house.&lt;br /&gt;6) Give helpful kids a Swiffer duster (they love to dust and it gives them something to do).&lt;br /&gt;7) Take a short break between rooms (makes you feel like you aren't abandoning your kids!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tips help me stay focused.  I tend to get distracted if I leave the room I'm cleaning and it takes ten times longer to clean.  If I focus and stick to one room, not only is it faster, but I feel like I do a more thorough job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, off to work!  I look forward to the sweet smell of a clean house!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6668291781422230993?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6668291781422230993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6668291781422230993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6668291781422230993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6668291781422230993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/cleaning-on-my-mind.html' title='Cleaning On My Mind'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-9207227141040289452</id><published>2008-10-30T12:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:31:20.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>More Saving Money</title><content type='html'>I've talked about menu planning before and I tried some of the websites that I mentioned in that post.  Honestly, I was pretty overwhelmed and barely got started.&lt;br /&gt;But now I am checking out &lt;a href="http://e-mealz.com"&gt;e-mealz.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I haven't gotten started yet but I think it might work.  They actually have plans that are diet-specific (including weight watchers points!) or based on store sales.  They also have different menus based on how many people you are planning for and the shopping list is made for you too!  Can't beat that!  Its only $1.25 a week so I think we'll start next week and I'll get back to you on how it works for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-9207227141040289452?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9207227141040289452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=9207227141040289452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9207227141040289452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9207227141040289452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-saving-money.html' title='More Saving Money'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2855153959122537389</id><published>2008-10-30T07:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:49:36.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy wisdom'/><title type='text'>A Lesson Learned</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my daughter came home with her first school pictures.  I remember how fun it was as a kid to get those pictures and then share them with parents and grandparents and even great grandparents, friends and aunts and uncles.  When you get your little package at school the first thing you do is analyze the picture.  Are you smiling?  Are your clothes straight?  Is your hair just right?  Is there a booger hanging out?  :-)  There is a lot that has to go right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for my little kindergartner, these pictures brought disappointment.  At least at first.  She bounced into my car yesterday afternoon and the first thing she did was take out these pictures and point to the blaring red eye in her picture.  Picture day happened to land smack in the middle of a terrible eye infection.  In fact, the infection lasted almost two months and is finally gone due to antibiotics.  Her eye, red and shiny from the first medication we attempted, stuck out in the picture and matched the red shirt she had chosen for picture day.  She was also disappointed that she didn't smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that I reacted perfectly right away.  That I immediately made a big deal about how much I loved the picture just because it was her.  I was sad for her and wanted to make her feel better and told her that we could see if we could get retakes.  The rest of the afternoon, weather it was due to the photo fiasco or not, she was a little monster.  She spent the entire afternoon being nasty to her little sister and to me.  Well it took me all night (and a reminder from my husband) to figure out that I really needed to focus on helping her realize that what is important is that it is her, not the eye or the smile, in the picture that I love.  So this morning I told her that I Love the picture because it reminds me of how strong and brave she has been to go to school even when she wasn't feeling great.  Whew!  Almost missed that opportunity to build up what is important in her and remind her that It's what is on the inside that counts!  Why can't these things come to my mind right away, instead of hours later?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2855153959122537389?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2855153959122537389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2855153959122537389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2855153959122537389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2855153959122537389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-my-daughter-came-home-with.html' title='A Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-338699272370053806</id><published>2008-10-27T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:15:03.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas needed!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I am a first time room mom for my daughter's kindergarten class. We are having a "Storybook Character Day" (also known as Halloween) on Friday and all I ever remember about school parties is out the window because we are living in quite a different world now. We have to be sensitive to those who don't celebrate Halloween, we can't make any of the snacks (they must be pre-packaged), and the snacks have to be healthy. So I am trying to come up with something creative to do with all of these rules on my head. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-338699272370053806?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/338699272370053806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=338699272370053806' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/338699272370053806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/338699272370053806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/ideas-needed.html' title='Ideas needed!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-9218942001775691053</id><published>2008-10-27T08:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:32:28.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy wisdom'/><title type='text'>Potty Training, Revisited</title><content type='html'>One of my very first posts was on &lt;a href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-potty-training-experience-was.html"&gt;potty training&lt;/a&gt;.  And at the time, I was feeling pretty good about my success with my first born daughter.  She was easy.  We were really laid back about it, she nearly trained herself and a week after starting, she was accident and diaper free!  So my plan with the second daughter was to be the same laid back mom I was with the first.  Sometimes being laid back is really difficult!&lt;br /&gt;It was about 2 weeks after she turned 3 that our second oldest started showing interest.  And it wasn't long until she had a day without an accident.  This joy didn't last too long.  She would have several days without an accident, then #2 would come!  Then we would have several days where I was wondering if I needed to go get diapers.  Anyway, 3 months later, we still can't declare our 3 year old potty trained.  She wears panties every day but usually doesn't make it through the day with the same pair.  She doesn't seem to be afraid of going #2 in the potty, she's done it a couple of times.  But now that she has gone so much in her pants I think she actually thinks you go in your pants then put it in the potty.  One day I found her in the bathroom and she said she needed to go poop, when I started to help her with her pants she said "no! I haven't gone yet!"  I refuse to put pressure on her but It is hard when I am cleaning poop out of her underwear daily and we usually have one day a week that she runs out of pants and panties thanks to tinkle accidents.&lt;br /&gt;So my next plan of attack is bribery.  It worked to get our older daughter off of the thumb sucking, maybe it will work for this one and her potty problem.  I've decided to make a chart and when she fills the chart with 7 no accident days in a row, she will get a gift.  I think that the only way this will work is if I take her to the store and let her pick it out so she has some idea of the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-9218942001775691053?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9218942001775691053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=9218942001775691053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9218942001775691053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9218942001775691053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/potty-training-revisited.html' title='Potty Training, Revisited'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3076565374990439019</id><published>2008-10-23T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:16:39.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To tired to blog</title><content type='html'>This week has been long and tiring.  I feel like it should be Saturday!  I am really tired of looking at the computer screen and nothing coming to mind to blog about.  I have a whole list of topics on my white board but nothing is sparking me this morning.  So, I thought I would take a break.  Then I thought, "I can blog about taking a break!"  Ha!  So take a break!  You have my permission, I have my permission.  Here are some things we can do on our break from the computer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) take a bubble bath&lt;br /&gt;2) drink a cup of coffee or hot chocolate (in the bubble bath!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) play a game with the kids&lt;br /&gt;4) read a book&lt;br /&gt;5) go to the library to get a new book&lt;br /&gt;6) take a walk (when it gets warmer, brr its cold!)&lt;br /&gt;7) listen to music&lt;br /&gt;8) scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;9) go to Hobby Lobby to get more scrapbook stuff!&lt;br /&gt;10) take a nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3076565374990439019?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3076565374990439019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3076565374990439019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3076565374990439019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3076565374990439019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-tired-to-blog.html' title='To tired to blog'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3290105363835022035</id><published>2008-10-21T06:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:14:10.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Christmas Gift Idea For Your Kids</title><content type='html'>This time of the year grandparents are probably asking for Christmas present ideas for your kids. This can be hard to come up with as you look at your house/playroom/kids rooms and you see gifts from Christmas past strewn about the floor in disaray sometimes even broken. What could they possibly need? I think it would be good to start with trying to get the grandparents on your side. Of course they want to get your child something they will appreciate and that will make their dreams come true, but does it have to be in the form of a toy or some other item that will become part of the chaos in your home? How about something expendable. Gift cards will only put off the mess and they aren't much fun for the grandparents. How about classes? How many times have you put off getting your little one into dance, music, art, gymnastics because of the cost? Wouldn't it be a great gift for Christmas? It's easy to ship. Doesn't take up room in the toybox. Doesn't require batteries. Doesn't break. Doesn't get fought over. Grandparents can see the joy they have provided by attending recitals in person or via video. It enriches your child's life and therefore is the perfect gift! Big hint to our kids's grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Sports would be great too (they are so expensive these days!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3290105363835022035?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3290105363835022035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3290105363835022035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3290105363835022035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3290105363835022035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/christmas-gift-idea-for-your-kids.html' title='Christmas Gift Idea For Your Kids'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3512773692089306916</id><published>2008-10-20T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:37:18.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marie-Therese Gown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/10/marie-thrse-gown-giveaway.html"&gt;Marie-Therese Gown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest Grosgrain giveaway!  I am just in awe of what she does!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3512773692089306916?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/10/marie-thrse-gown-giveaway.html' title='Marie-Therese Gown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3512773692089306916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3512773692089306916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3512773692089306916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3512773692089306916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/marie-therese-gown-giveaway.html' title='Marie-Therese Gown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6399293297913992461</id><published>2008-10-20T16:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:15:54.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>3 year Texaversary!</title><content type='html'>Today is what we consider our Texas-anniversary or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Texaversary&lt;/span&gt; (a term I just coined myself).  3 years ago today my husband set out for this vast land in the southwest.  At the time, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frightening&lt;/span&gt; and exciting all at once.  We hadn't sold our house yet in Washington so I stayed back for a while with a very young infant and a 2 year old.  Whew!  I can't believe what we have been through since then.  Since moving here, it seems like we've been trying to get back to Washington where all of our family and closest friends are.  But, we have learned, our plans are not what is important.  Sometimes it feels like God has his thumb on us holding us down like kicking and screaming children.  And as it turns out Texas has been a huge blessing to us.  And though our hearts are always pulling us back to the Northwest and all it's mountains, we have to admit we are growing to love Texas.  If God ever has us headed back to Washington, we will truly have a hard time leaving!  From the job that Lance would never have dreamed of to a wonderful community and school for our little girls to grow in and new friends (the silver type), we have been blessed here.   And if we ever go back, we will leave a piece of ourselves behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6399293297913992461?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6399293297913992461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6399293297913992461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6399293297913992461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6399293297913992461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-year-texaversary.html' title='3 year Texaversary!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6328916467691749403</id><published>2008-10-17T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:45:26.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Friday'/><title type='text'>Funny Friday</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Its Friday!  I thought I would do a quick post because I have a TON of things to do today.  Can I buy an extra hour or two?  Anyway my Funny Friday quote came from my 5 year old yesterday.  Sorry if it's too, um, gross for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was having a little "soft poop" as she calls it and well, I think is a pretty accurate description.  So her question was this, "Mom, what do we call soft poop if we call hard poop #2?  Maybe we should call it #3?" I guess she answered her own question.  Makes sense to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6328916467691749403?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6328916467691749403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6328916467691749403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6328916467691749403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6328916467691749403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-friday.html' title='Funny Friday'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3725559008447718071</id><published>2008-10-15T21:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:48:46.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SPapzROUaII/AAAAAAAAACg/x_SCdkMtMlA/s1600-h/youvebeentagged_thumb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SPapzROUaII/AAAAAAAAACg/x_SCdkMtMlA/s320/youvebeentagged_thumb4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257576313263515778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.journey2learn.com/"&gt;Journey 2 Learn&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me and challenging me to be transparent and to try to remember these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I wrote 3 encyclopedia entries for a Biographical Encyclopedia in College.  This was pre-wiki and probably nobody reads it anymore.  But I can say that I'm published!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I was a little tour guide from 2nd to 6th grade at our local historical home.  I gave tours by complete memorization through the house by myself.  I loved it when an aunt or uncle or grandparents came to visit and take one of my guided tours.  It brings tears to my eyes now to remember my Grammie and Auntie Sharon, who are in Heaven now, coming to take a tour from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A victorian homes magazine from San Fransisco interviewed me and featured me in an article about "wee tour guides."  It was published a couple of years later and some of the facts were way off but it was about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  I only had one small grammatical revision to do when I turned my Masters thesis in for the first time.  I was totally shocked and felt so guilty that my friends' thesis were being torn apart that I didn't tell any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  Before I married my husband, I had only been to 6 states, now I have been to too many to count.  And I love it!! My most favorite thing in the world is to take a road trip with our family, whining and all!  Which brings me to #6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  My dream is to home school the girls for a year and live in an RV traveling all over the continent doing mission services in each place.  I can't tell you how much I want to do this!! I think about it all the time and hope to start planning out some of the trip soon.  My goal is to take the trip when our girls are in Junior high.  I actually believe that it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)  I wish I had stuck with the violin that I played for only 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I tag these blogs/people to complete this survey!  I cheated and only tagged 4 because I just don't know anymore who I think would complete the survey.  Have fun ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parentingpink.com/blog/"&gt;ParentingPink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.minnemom.com/"&gt;Minnemom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkmarvels.com/"&gt;Pinkmaravels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.junecleavernirvana.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Texasholly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3725559008447718071?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3725559008447718071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3725559008447718071' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3725559008447718071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3725559008447718071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been Tagged!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SPapzROUaII/AAAAAAAAACg/x_SCdkMtMlA/s72-c/youvebeentagged_thumb4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6299431079494882566</id><published>2008-10-15T15:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:32:53.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>The wonderful thing today is Grace.  I've been thinking a lot about grace in the last few days.  Our pastor preached about grace last Sunday, I guess that's why it is on my mind.  Grace defined is undeserved favor.  Grace is God's gift to us.  The ultimate gift: love, undeserved.  Grace seems to be easy for us to accept but hard for us to give.  As Christians we should be known for our grace for others.  Christian or not, they are all children of God.  I hate when I hear of Christians who are unwilling to extend grace to anyone.  It makes me sick, and I am pretty sure it makes God sick.  Those who have been forgiven much, should forgive much.  But sometimes it seems that those who have been forgiven much, find it easier to judge than to forgive.  That must truly sadden the heart of the Lord.  Grace is impossible without the intervention of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I step off my soapbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that your life is touched by grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6299431079494882566?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6299431079494882566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6299431079494882566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6299431079494882566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6299431079494882566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-wednesday_15.html' title='Wonderful Wednesday!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2423184573627198243</id><published>2008-10-14T09:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:51:19.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting it go on Tuesday 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mommymeryl.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Trying to let it go on Tuesday!" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm93/sassypinkboutique/Meryl2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I need to let go of trying to keep my house clean.  It never seems clean enough to me anyway.  Maybe not a good thing to let go of but too often I tell my kids no and spend time cleaning when I could spend the time playing.   So today, I am going to spend the time after school playing, not cleaning!  I'm letting it go today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2423184573627198243?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2423184573627198243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2423184573627198243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2423184573627198243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2423184573627198243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/letting-it-go-on-tuesday-2.html' title='Letting it go on Tuesday 2'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-1116672726609194459</id><published>2008-10-13T09:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:23:17.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Reducing My Grocery Expenses</title><content type='html'>I've had a revelation in the last couple of days.  I spend way too much on groceries!  For the last few years we have been on a pretty tight budget.  So, my way of saving was shopping at Walmart and buying generic everything.  Doing this I got us down to about $150 each week.  This was good for us.  Recently, however, I found out that I can be doing much better.   I found &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.moneysavingmom.com/money_saving_mom/"&gt;www.moneysavingmom.com&lt;/a&gt; .  The mom behind this site spends $35 a week on her family of 4.  Seriously!  I don't hope to get that good but if I could just cut my spending in 1/2 that would be a great accomplishment.  So I have begun the process of educating myself on the system of coupons and store sales.  Money Saving Mom has a handy little sidebar that helps you get started.  She also breaks it down and makes it understandable.  She makes it a game for herself to see how much she can save. &lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing is that we have something our parents never had.  The internet.  Where we can find out what the best sales and coupons are.  Through Money Saving Mom I found &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.pinchingyourpennies.com/index.php"&gt;www.pinchingyourpennies.com&lt;/a&gt; which has boards with savings listings pertaining to your state (some states are better than others, depending on how active members are from your state).  I also found a page on that site that gave me sales according to my zip code and stores I shop at.  From there I could even select items and print a shopping list out. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning and hope to save lots!! If I achieve my goal that would be $300 a month, like a part time job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on getting some friends on this with me, I know there are several who could use the extra money.  So who will join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-1116672726609194459?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1116672726609194459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=1116672726609194459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1116672726609194459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1116672726609194459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/reducing-my-grocery-expenses.html' title='Reducing My Grocery Expenses'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3249378721694296567</id><published>2008-10-10T10:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:25:12.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>What would you do with this?</title><content type='html'>Restore the antique or re-purpose the cabinet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This radio/phonograph was purchased on craigslist for $25.  It needs a lot of work no matter what we do with it.  I am conflicted though.  I am pretty sure that it could be a valuable antique.  Do I restore it to it's former glory or do I paint and refinish it in a way that would destroy it's antique value?  You can see the phonograph in the drawer and on the other side is a radio dial.  It's cool isn't it?  What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1swt24I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lAmKpg3cnOg/s1600-h/DSC06073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1swt24I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lAmKpg3cnOg/s320/DSC06073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255543358015527810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1fBa-yI/AAAAAAAAACI/owH0Zqgg8_M/s1600-h/DSC06071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1fBa-yI/AAAAAAAAACI/owH0Zqgg8_M/s320/DSC06071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255543354327497506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1s_00iI/AAAAAAAAACY/JUOeZqy6CkI/s1600-h/DSC06072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1s_00iI/AAAAAAAAACY/JUOeZqy6CkI/s320/DSC06072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255543358078898722" 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/8378694632978414402-3249378721694296567?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3249378721694296567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3249378721694296567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3249378721694296567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3249378721694296567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-would-you-do-with-this.html' title='What would you do with this?'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO9w1swt24I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lAmKpg3cnOg/s72-c/DSC06073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-8617502238070071254</id><published>2008-10-10T08:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:11:21.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Fear Itself</title><content type='html'>"the only thing we have to fear is fear itself."  Loving history as I do.  These words have been going through my head while watching and reading the news of the last two days.  Franklin Roosevelt was addressing a nation stricken by overwhelming poverty.  We are not there, by far.  Though if you watch and believe the news it doesn't seem like a too far off probability.  Blame goes everywhere.  People blame the President, Congress, greedy businesses and CEOs, and people who purchase more than they can realistically afford.  But today as I watch the market tumble, I wonder what part fear has in it all.  After all aren't people selling because they are afraid that they will lose it all?  And in turn, causing others to fear and sell as well?  And I need to calm my own heart.  The reality is, there is not much I can do to change the course of what will happen.  But I have to live life and raise my children and take it one day at a time.  I have no room to fear for the future.  Nor should I because God is ultimately in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.  I do not give you as the world gives.  Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." - John 14:27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-8617502238070071254?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8617502238070071254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=8617502238070071254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8617502238070071254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8617502238070071254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/fear-itself.html' title='Fear Itself'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-5870549381240218974</id><published>2008-10-09T08:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:08:57.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO4CI8rEjCI/AAAAAAAAACA/nrYwQAecbI4/s1600-h/DSC06076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO4CI8rEjCI/AAAAAAAAACA/nrYwQAecbI4/s320/DSC06076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255140167936936994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so it's old.  We'll call it vintage.  Probably older than me.  And a little dirty, now that I look at the picture.  I had completely forgotten that I had it though and I am very excited to find it.  Exactly 2 months ago yesterday, I lost my crock pot to a toddler accident.  &lt;a title="One Completely Useful Pot Without It's Crock" target="_blank" href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-sale-one-completely-useful-pot.html" id="xhuv"&gt;See the very funny story here.&lt;/a&gt; Last night I was going through boxes in the garage while the girls played and discovered the box that held my mom's old Crockpot.  The one that she gave me because she doesn't use it but swears she never gave me and now it's in Texas, 2400 miles away, so its mine.  (sorry mom)  So this pot will have to work for now, I will get a new fancy one with automatic shut off some other day in the future, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-5870549381240218974?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5870549381240218974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=5870549381240218974' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5870549381240218974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5870549381240218974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/found.html' title='Found!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SO4CI8rEjCI/AAAAAAAAACA/nrYwQAecbI4/s72-c/DSC06076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6074474749913924257</id><published>2008-10-08T07:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:01:00.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Today's wonderful thing is &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.ebay.com/"&gt;Ebay&lt;/a&gt;.  I LOVE Ebay!  I started shopping Ebay 3 years ago.  I was looking for clothes for my then 2 year old for Christmas.  I not only found fun play clothes for cheap but my best buy was CUTE Christmas dresses for both of my girls.  I bought Gymboree Christmas dresses new, with tags, for less than $10.00 (including shipping).  Yes, it was last years Gymboree but even on clearance those dresses would have been way more than $10.  And nobody is going to care if it was this year or last years dress, it's cute!  I have found that the prices on Ebay may be more than what you would pay at a garage sale, but the quality is so much better.  After spending a little time on the consumer side, I decided that I wanted to make some money for myself.  So I began selling this and that.  Kids clothes, baby gear, even a dishwasher up on Ebay and out the door.  I love using PayPal and getting instant money from my sales.  I've used the money to buy more clothes for my girls and to feed my scrapbook addiction.  Last Christmas, my husband sold some of his sports memorabilia that included a pair of new in the box Jordan's.  We funded our entire Christmas on Ebay sales.  At very tight times I've even used the money to pay for food.  I've had my good and bad experiences with it, but more good that bad.  I'm always looking for things to sell.  If it isn't nailed down, watch out!  You might find it on Ebay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6074474749913924257?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6074474749913924257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6074474749913924257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6074474749913924257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6074474749913924257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-wednesday_2025.html' title='Wonderful Wednesday!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3770629215402817096</id><published>2008-10-07T08:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:50:55.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy wisdom'/><title type='text'>Read a Book, It'll Make You More Interesting.</title><content type='html'>Isn't this mommy-ism right?! Unfortunately being a mom makes it hard to read anything more than a paragraph long.  But in a mom's world full of baby talk it's really helpful for our own sanity to curl up with a good book every once in a while.  Reading can help us combat the ever present "mommy brain."  Mommy brain is a proper title for that mushy brain that we seem to get once we become pregnant.  Reading gives us something adult to think about.  And maybe even talk about when we encounter other adults.  Lets get real though, this is easily said but not so easily done.  I think I have a list a mile long of what I want to read.  Currently I am reading a book for Bible study (only 2 weeks left). I talked about that book in a &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-wednesday.html"&gt;post last week&lt;/a&gt;.  And from time to time I actually get a little devotional time in a book called Women of the Bible (I totally recommend it).   I've managed to carve some reading time out of my day thanks to the carpool line but I could also do better to turn off the TV and Computer in the evening to get some more reading time.  My next step is to add some reading for pleasure.  I love history (pre-kids I was a history teacher) so I think I will try to finally pick up my copy of 1776 that I got last Christmas.  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3770629215402817096?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3770629215402817096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3770629215402817096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3770629215402817096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3770629215402817096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/read-book-itll-make-you-more.html' title='Read a Book, It&apos;ll Make You More Interesting.'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-416189523519442981</id><published>2008-10-06T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:50:07.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Getting Started ~ Frugal In Virginia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.frugalinvirginia.com/2008/10/savings-tip-saturday-getting-started.html#links"&gt;Savings Tip Saturday- Getting Started ~ Frugal In Virginia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about this site.  I've been looking for someone to give me baby steps to saving money on my everyday grocery shopping.  Something other than "going to Walmart" which I HATE by the way.  For someone who grew up on name-brand only shopping, being frugal is not second nature and very overwhelming.  So I'm excited about learning to be frugal and changing my over-spending ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-416189523519442981?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/416189523519442981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=416189523519442981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/416189523519442981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/416189523519442981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-started-frugal-in-virginia.html' title='Getting Started ~ Frugal In Virginia'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-8502324055559147296</id><published>2008-10-06T09:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:28:02.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>My List Gets Longer!</title><content type='html'>Joining &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.twittermoms.com/"&gt;twittermoms.com&lt;/a&gt; has expanded my blog horizons!  I just love learning about everything there is to learn through blogs and the real people behind them.  And since joining &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.twittermoms.com/"&gt;twittermoms&lt;/a&gt; only a week ago, my blog list just gets longer and longer!  I try to look at 2 or 3 new blogs a day and then do a quick check on any blogs that are on my list and have been updated.  It's an obsession but I feel like I learn so much in these quick visits around the world.  Take a look at some of my listed blogs.   My newest favorite is &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://minnemom.com/"&gt;minnemom.com&lt;/a&gt;, this Minnesota mom blogs about her "travels with children."  A blog after my own heart.  It has inspired me to share my own experience with traveling around the country with our children.  My favorite thing to do!  Also, check out &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://todayisfun.com/blog"&gt;Today is Fun&lt;/a&gt;.  Another great blog and an everyday resource for that daily question...what to do with the kids?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-8502324055559147296?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8502324055559147296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=8502324055559147296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8502324055559147296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8502324055559147296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-list-gets-longer.html' title='My List Gets Longer!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3625038812910130892</id><published>2008-10-02T08:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:31:38.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Mommy tip: Formula Checks</title><content type='html'>This is a mommy tip from a friend of mine who has a precious little one.  Did you know that you can use the formula "checks" at Costco?  Those checks that you get as a promotion from companies like Similac and Gerber can be used to go toward your purchase not just in your local grocery store but at the mega one-stop Costco. &lt;br /&gt;Another reason to love Costco!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3625038812910130892?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3625038812910130892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3625038812910130892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3625038812910130892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3625038812910130892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/mommy-tip-formula-checks.html' title='Mommy tip: Formula Checks'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-5132374081052245181</id><published>2008-10-01T08:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:33:08.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/Moms-Everything-Daughters-Becky-Freeman/dp/0310242940"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SON47MVvi8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/50tedQfUl58/s320/516B7SA8YPL._SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252174548764167106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this wonderful Wednesday I want to talk about a wonderful book that I am going through in my Wednesday morning Bible study at church.   It's called &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Moms-Everything-Daughters-Becky-Freeman/dp/0310242940"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom's Everything Book for Daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a great book with more than just advice for Mom about building relationships with their daughters.  The author Becky Freeman includes activities and other suggestions for building a relationship that can withstand the teen years and beyond.  Its a must read for any mother with daughters.  She also has a book for Mom's with sons, &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Moms-Everything-Book-Becky-Freeman/dp/0310242959/ref=pd_sim_b_3"&gt;Mom's everything Book for Sons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Dads, there is &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Dads-Everything-Book-Daughters-Trent/dp/0310242924/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad's Everthing Boook for Daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Dads-Everything-Book-Sons-Trent/dp/0310242932/ref=pd_sim_b_2"&gt;Dad's Everything Book for Sons&lt;/a&gt; by John Trent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-5132374081052245181?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5132374081052245181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=5132374081052245181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5132374081052245181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5132374081052245181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-wednesday.html' title='Wonderful Wednesday!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SON47MVvi8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/50tedQfUl58/s72-c/516B7SA8YPL._SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2852007628779278302</id><published>2008-09-30T08:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:31:21.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy wisdom'/><title type='text'>I'm letting it go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mommymeryl.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Trying to let it go on Tuesday!" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm93/sassypinkboutique/Meryl2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go of my need to have my daughter's clothes match when she walks out the door!  I want her to know it is more important who she is than what she wears.  It is hard to keep to this, so I am letting it go today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click the widget to see what another mommy is trying to let go of today!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2852007628779278302?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2852007628779278302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2852007628779278302' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2852007628779278302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2852007628779278302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-letting-it-go.html' title='I&apos;m letting it go...'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4317234945024872846</id><published>2008-09-30T07:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:58:09.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy wisdom'/><title type='text'>Why don't you take a little time out.</title><content type='html'>How many times do we say this to our kids??  Maybe we should follow our own advice and take a little time out, especially when things get stressful.  A daily time out would be best.  For moms, this is a difficult task when it seems like every waking moment is spent in motion.  So how about working it into your motion in some way?  One thing I have discovered since my daughter started Kindergarten is the joy of carpool.  I get 25-30 minutes to read, write, do whatever I want within the confines of my car.  The 3 year old in the back seat usually falls asleep in that time, if not, she draws quietly.  This gives me a little time out, in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been able to work out a "time out" in your daily schedule, how have you made it work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4317234945024872846?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4317234945024872846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4317234945024872846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4317234945024872846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4317234945024872846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-dont-you-take-little-time-out.html' title='Why don&apos;t you take a little time out.'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2126430269466174489</id><published>2008-09-29T21:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:31:55.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>It's always good to reflect on the good things in life, especially on a day like today!  Thanks for that reminder from a post from &lt;a href="http://www.journey2learn.com/2008/09/just-realized.html"&gt;www.journey2learn.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1) My Lord, who's in control!&lt;br /&gt;2) My children who make my day interesting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;3) My husband who is sweet everyday.&lt;br /&gt;4) Our parents who I can rely on at any time, for anything.&lt;br /&gt;5) My friends (including my sister!) who love me despite my failings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2126430269466174489?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2126430269466174489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2126430269466174489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2126430269466174489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2126430269466174489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-always-good-to-reflect-on-good.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-5319394142247409009</id><published>2008-09-29T08:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:26:51.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Monday Morning Inspiration</title><content type='html'>With all of the bad news over the last few weeks I thought it would be good to remember that we should not worry about the future.&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 31:8 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial,Geneva,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"God is striding ahead of you. He's right there with you. He won't let you down; he won't leave you. Don't be intimidated. Don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 153);"&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt;." (Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Geneva,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everyone is talking gloom and doom these days.  Most everyone is starting to feel the economic crunch.  In the last couple of weeks we've had our insurance company bailed out and our bank fail.  If you watch the news for any amount of time, your anxiety about the future can grow quickly.  But we need to keep in mind the big picture.  Who's in control?  That doesn't mean that bad things don't happen.  But we know and can rest in the fact that God will be with us in any situation we find ourselves in.  And even though we don't know the outcome, God is already on the other end of it, he knows what will or will not happen.  What is the point of worrying?  It does not give us more control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you have anymore thoughts on this!  Have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-5319394142247409009?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5319394142247409009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=5319394142247409009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5319394142247409009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5319394142247409009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-morning-inspiration.html' title='Monday Morning Inspiration'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6735658851736444316</id><published>2008-09-26T17:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:27:39.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter Help'/><title type='text'>Twitter in Plain English</title><content type='html'>In case you need more convincing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ddO9idmax0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ddO9idmax0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6735658851736444316?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6735658851736444316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6735658851736444316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6735658851736444316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6735658851736444316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/twitter-in-plain-english.html' title='Twitter in Plain English'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3440883347800728202</id><published>2008-09-24T13:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:28:45.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>I Do Not Believe in Coincidence!</title><content type='html'>I was just really convicted to share this personal story.  Forgive me, cause its long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we went through something that just really showed me how God cares for every detail.  Sometimes we can really see it and sometimes we don't but its always there.  For about 6 months our very best friends, Nichole and John, were making plans to visit us all the way from Washington.  This was their first visit.  There were days when we were not sure that the trip would happen.  Life happens and wants sometimes get shelved for needs.  But God made it work.  We talked about when would be best and decided on Labor day weekend.  They bought their tickets and it was settled.  We were so excited.  Since they were going to be here over several weekdays Lance decided to take one of those work days off giving him a 4 day weekend.  The trip became even more exciting for me when 2 weeks before they were coming, we found out we were pregnant with our third child and my first appointment would be the day that they arrived.&lt;br /&gt;I went to my appointment and found that the appointments were backed up so I did not get to have my initial pregnancy appointment.  I had to leave to go get John, Nichole and baby Lily so I could not wait around.  They made me an appointment for first thing in the morning.  So I left a little disappointed but happy that I was on my way to pick up our dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;That night, when I was preparing for bed I noticed something that caused some concern.  I decided not to worry about it and was very thankful that I had an appointment in the morning so I could ask some questions and hopefully ease my concerns.  By the time I was on my way to the appointment, I was really worried that I was losing the baby.  When I got there I told the nurse my concern and because it was "sono" day, she was able to get me in for a sonogram.  They didn't see a baby in the sonogram.  They said it was not unusual for 5 weeks but they began counseling me about miscarriages and the Doctor himself (who I was not going to see at all) came in to talk to me.  They took blood work and said they would get back to me when they new the results of the blood work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I came home from that appointment and was able to cry in my friend's arms.  I did not have to face the day alone with my 3 year old (my 5 year old was at school).  I had someone there to endure a wet shoulder while I sobbed.  Having our friends there that day helped me keep my mind off of what might be.  I was carried through what would have been an excruciating long day waiting for results.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning (Friday) I woke up and there was no more question about "if" I was having a miscarriage.  I just had to wait for official word from the Doctor's office.  Since it was the Friday Lance had planned to take off, I didn't have to get out of bed.  I was able to lay there while Lance got Lindsay ready for school.  I cried myself to sleep and only woke up later when Lance came home.  He collapsed on the bed and cried with me (it had been a rough morning for our new Kindergartener on top of the reality that was setting in).  We decided to spend the day with our friends showing them our favorite places around our little town.  We were getting coffee at a favorite coffee shop when I got the call from the Doctor confirming what we already knew was true.  The rest of the day was relaxing and very pleasant, considering the circumstances.  Our friends were a great distraction and comfort in a difficult time.  I think it also helped our parents to know that we were not alone.&lt;br /&gt;When I look back only a few weeks later I can see that God really blanketed us with His love through our friends.  It also turned out that a week later my mother was also able to come and visit and to give me a "hug."  Something that we felt we had planned months earlier turned out to be completely orchestrated to bring us comfort in a time of need.  From the moved appointment to Lance's Friday off to having a good shoulder to cry on.  God knew that we would be walking through a difficult time and He did not make us go through it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that there are no coincidences, only God's plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3440883347800728202?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3440883347800728202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3440883347800728202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3440883347800728202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3440883347800728202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-believe-in-coincidence.html' title='I Do Not Believe in Coincidence!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2462699398074869588</id><published>2008-09-23T10:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:29:19.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Kaboom! Playspace finder</title><content type='html'>I found this from a tweet that my husband received (yes, I stalk his tweets).  Its a GREAT idea.  I know when we moved to Texas I was desperate to get out and find new places to take the girls that were free and fun. The Kaboom! Playspace finder is a place where parents have entered info about parks and play areas that they know about and frequent.  The more people add, the more it will become a great resource for parents.  You don't have to be a member to search but you do need to log in to add a playplace.  They don't add it until they verify the information.  So click in and help build this wonderful resource for parents in your area.  And take a look around, you may find a place you didn't know about!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://playspacefinder.kaboom.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;playspacefinder.kaboom.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2462699398074869588?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2462699398074869588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2462699398074869588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2462699398074869588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2462699398074869588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/kaboom-playspace-finder.html' title='Kaboom! Playspace finder'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2654789338133971538</id><published>2008-09-18T11:31:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:29:59.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter Help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Twitter tips</title><content type='html'>Twitter had taken the world by storm!  Early adopters have known for a while how much fun twitter can be.  It has connected us to each other in real-time.  For those who are asking "What's Twitter?"  It's kind of like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; status update or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;.  It's called microblogging.  Meaning you have 140 characters to express your thoughts or insights.  You can read an earlier post about Twitter here: &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-moms-should-tweet-on-twitter.html"&gt;Why moms should tweet on Twitter&lt;/a&gt;.  Now more people are joining and needing to learn a few things about Twitter etiquette.  Here are a few things to keep in mind when tweeting to your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tweeps&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Your tweets are broadcast to all of your followers.  Don't type something about you or one of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tweeps&lt;/span&gt; that you wouldn't say loudly in a crowded room.  This means that asking someone about her rash is not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tweetable&lt;/span&gt;.  You can be personal, just not TOO personal.  Think also about not putting too many details so that your private information stays private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You can direct message someone.  If you just have to ask Joy about that disgusting rash then you might want to direct message her.  It goes only to the person you select.  Remember also that when you get a direct message, you should direct message the response.  I've seen random tweets from people who are obviously responding to a direct message but they forgot and responded in the public tweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You can respond to someone by clicking on the reply icon next to the message.  This starts your tweet with @&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;personsname&lt;/span&gt; but can be seen by all your followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You can make your Twitter account private or public.  If it is private, then you will not be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;searchable&lt;/span&gt;.  If it is public you can get random people following you and you should keep an eye on your followers to make sure you don't get people following you that you don't want.  You can block them.  My account is public because I wanted to be able to post it to this site.  I have some followers that have their own parenting and/or mom blogs and have found my through some sort of search.  I follow them if they seem interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You can follow some of your favorite news organizations or companies.  One of my favorites is Starbucks.  Beware though that some people out there have set up fake accounts claiming to be something they are not so you have to weed through the fakes sometimes to make sure you are following the real deal.  When Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; became the VP nominee there were several twitter accounts claiming to be her but they were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do look around on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for fun applications that support Twitter.  &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.tweetdeck.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tweetdeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/5081"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Twitterfox&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;firefox&lt;/span&gt; add on)&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.twhirl.org/"&gt;twhirl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.twitpic.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;twitpic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, etc are fun things that can add to your twitter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;.  There are also applications for the iPhone and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have fun updating the silly and sometimes mundane events of your day.  Your followers will enjoy being connected to you and having a little insight into your day.  I recently tweeted a series of tweets about my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; in the carpool line.  I got more comments on how funny it was, I thought I was just keeping myself busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) you can also follow current topics of interest by going to the search page: &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://search.twitter.com/"&gt;search.twitter.com&lt;/a&gt; (no www).  The top trends are listed on the page and you can search key words.  For example: &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://search.twitter.com/search?q=John+McCain"&gt;John McCain&lt;/a&gt;, will come up with tweets people are posting about the presidential candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there is more, I'm still learning.  Enjoy Twitter, keep these things in mind, it might help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other resources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.pbwiki.com/Twitter+Etiquette"&gt;Twitter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Fan Etiquette&lt;/span&gt; On Wiki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://globalgeeknews.com/blog/2008/03/13/twitter-ettiquite/"&gt;Blog entry on Global Geek News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=1G1GGLQ_ENUS247&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=twitter+etiquette&amp;amp;spell=1"&gt;Google Search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2654789338133971538?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2654789338133971538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2654789338133971538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2654789338133971538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2654789338133971538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/twitter-tips.html' title='Twitter tips'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6439496023233091833</id><published>2008-09-12T08:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:30:53.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Culture Shock: Small Town Texas on a Fall Friday</title><content type='html'>This is the 3rd Friday in Kindergarten for my 5 year old.  Each Friday the high school cheerleaders and a few football players are there to help kids get from their cars to the building, and to spread a little spirit.  As we were walking toward the school, I noticed the mascot, a giant cardinal, was also part of the welcoming committee.  Fun!  Then my daughter revealed to me that she was supposed to wear red or gold to school on Fridays but she was ok because pink is like red.  (I hope she doesn't try to make that argument to friends at school, my heart cringes for her.)  OK, I guess I should support spirit day and make sure that next Friday, she is in red.  As we get closer to the school I noticed SEVERAL little girls in cardinal cheer outfits and little boys in football jerseys!  Isn't that a little overboard?  Suddenly I feel awful that my little girl is going to be in a minority of girls that not only aren't wearing red, but are without the mini-cheerleader outfit!&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to get a grip.  Do I really want my 5 year old dressed as a 17 year old cheerleader?  No thanks!  She's going to have to be "different" and that is ok.  I just never thought I would feel so "different" after living in Texas now for nearly 3 years.  I love it, the people, the values (I could use a mountain or two, just sayin) but sometimes I grow tired of the keeping up with the Jones' attitude.  But then, maybe that is everywhere, not just Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6439496023233091833?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6439496023233091833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6439496023233091833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6439496023233091833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6439496023233091833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/culture-shock-small-town-texas-on-fall.html' title='Culture Shock: Small Town Texas on a Fall Friday'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2262516124856063229</id><published>2008-09-11T09:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:31:47.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Teaching kids about money</title><content type='html'>I found this great product on Parent Hacks, I'm going to purchase it.  I thought it would be a good thing to pass on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parenthacks.com/2008/09/introducing-mon.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Parent Hacks: Introducing Money Management to Preschoolers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.parenthacks.com/2008/09/introducing-mon.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2262516124856063229?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2262516124856063229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2262516124856063229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2262516124856063229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2262516124856063229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-found-this-great-product-on-parent.html' title='Teaching kids about money'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4865645437496692594</id><published>2008-09-11T09:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:32:17.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>First 3 weeks of school</title><content type='html'>I was so not prepared for our first school experience.  I knew that it would be "hard."  Because that is what people told me.  But I really didn't KNOW how hard it would actually be.  I haven't been able to even blog the last few weeks because I really didn't feel like I had any wisdom on the subject.  I still don't really feel like I do.  Since dropping my daughter off at Kindergarten I have fought the urge to take her out and home school her every day.  I want her back!  My mind and heart are in complete disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, I feel like our time together has been shrunken so drastically.  All of the sudden she is gone, ripped from my arms!  It is truly heartbreaking when I think of how much we miss of her day.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, though sometimes she wants to stay home (when she knows lil sis and I are doing something fun that day) she really seems to enjoy school.  She has learned so much already in the last 3 weeks.  Every waking moment at home she is practicing her letter writing and pretending school with her sister.  I know that it is important for her to be in school at this time, at this age because she is truly ready.  If I had waited, I am fully confident she would be bored next year and then we'd be setting her off on the wrong foot.  She's getting what she needs, when she needs it.  She also has a wonderful Christian teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I am the adult and have to learn to let my children go, I must endure the school year missing my child and trying not to get hurt over the fact that she only mildly misses me.  This process of letting go started with childbirth and I guess will continue until she is married  and moving thousands of miles away from me.  (sorry mom)  I think I now truly understand the heartache that we cause our moms.  Heartache that I just have to get over, as our moms did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4865645437496692594?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4865645437496692594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4865645437496692594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4865645437496692594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4865645437496692594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-3-weeks-of-school.html' title='First 3 weeks of school'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6704671661702628254</id><published>2008-08-21T15:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:32:55.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Blog Surfing</title><content type='html'>There are so many blogs  out there it's hard to know which ones are worth a look.  Just clicking on "next blog" at the top of the screen is a little dangerous, to say the least, and usually unsatisfying.&lt;br /&gt;So how do you find quality, informative, interesting and even entertaining blogs?  &lt;a href="http://www.alltop.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.alltop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Alltop is an aggregator of blogs.  Meaning it collects, categorizes,  and ranks blogs.  You can find all of the top blogs for most subjects worth looking into.  For instance, if you are looking for mom blogs &lt;a href="http://moms.alltop.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;moms.alltop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you will get a list of mom blogs that are the cream of the crop (oh, I can only dream!).  Going to the main website, &lt;a href="http://www.alltop.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.alltop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will get you to a large list of topics that seems to be growing every day.  Only a few topics include: homeschooling, adoption, theater, tv, and of course, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share a blog with you that my husband discovered and shared with me, it is not a mom blog and can be found under &lt;a href="http://church.alltop.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;church.alltop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .  Her site is &lt;a href="http://www.flowerdust.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.flowerdust.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and she is an author and serves on staff at a church in Nashville.  I find her entries to be interesting and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6704671661702628254?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6704671661702628254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6704671661702628254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6704671661702628254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6704671661702628254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-surfing.html' title='Blog Surfing'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-1466264954061424134</id><published>2008-08-11T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:33:24.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Kids Clothes for FREE??</title><content type='html'>Check out these amazing kids clothes from &lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grosgrain&lt;/a&gt;, a website I found through &lt;a href="http://designmom.com/"&gt;Design Mom&lt;/a&gt;.  The clothes are so cute, one of a kind, and FREE!!  The mom who makes these clothes is just blessing the world with her sweet designs.  I'm posting this link for a bit of a selfish reason.  Creating this link enters me into the giveaway raffle.  You can do it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/nantucket-weekend-shirt-and-short.html"&gt;Nantucket Weekend GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-1466264954061424134?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1466264954061424134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=1466264954061424134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1466264954061424134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1466264954061424134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/beautiful-kids-clothes-for-free.html' title='Beautiful Kids Clothes for FREE??'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3865004812295695343</id><published>2008-08-11T16:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:12:28.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><title type='text'>Bad Mommy</title><content type='html'>My girls had their yearly well-child visit with the doctor today.  Everything went just fine as far as health goes.  But while the doctor was talking to my 5 year old, I found out that I was neglecting something pretty important in my parenting.  Something I always swore to myself that I would be pro-active on.  Safety.&lt;br /&gt;First the doctor asked, where do you live?  My daughter correctly answered the name of our town.  I smiled with pride that she knew this much.  Then, the doctor asked what her address was.  I tried to hide the blush as I knew she didn't know that.  Next, the doctor asked if she knew what happened if she dialed 911 on the phone.  At this, I just cringed.  She gave my daughter a second chance, asking "who comes if you dial 911?"  My daughter just shrugged and the Dr looked at me.  Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disapproving&lt;/span&gt; but more like, "does she really not know these things?"  I thought, ask her phone number, this is something we have worked on.  No she moved onto something else.  She asked if my daughter knows the rules about playing in the street.  I thought, she has to know this, we don't even allow her to go past the sidewalk at the end of the driveway.  Nope.  She answered, "sometimes, if I'm careful."  Wrong!  I felt like I was failing a test.  The doctor finally asked her about swimming.  "Do you go swimming alone?"  The 5 year old answered, "no, but sometimes when I can touch I go by myself."  I thought, no way!! This is the one thing that I was confident she knew.  She went on to explain that I was on the side of the pool and I breathed a small sigh of relief.  Two out of six.  Not a good score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I need work on a few things.  We have 14 days left until kindergarten.  She WILL know these things before kindergarten, so help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some research brought me to these web sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.usa.safekids.org/index.cfm"&gt;Safe Kids: Focused on accidental injury has printable activities for teaching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.safetykidsclub.com/kids/inc.html"&gt;Safe Kids Club: This is an organization that I heard about at MOPS one year I bought their workbooks even though I had a 3 month old at the time, it covers personal safety&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.mcgruff.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McGruff&lt;/span&gt;: Games and other resources&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3865004812295695343?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3865004812295695343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3865004812295695343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3865004812295695343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3865004812295695343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/bad-mommy.html' title='Bad Mommy'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-536369264265090797</id><published>2008-08-08T12:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:34:23.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>For Sale: One Completely Useful Pot Without Its Crock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SJyC1tNhSmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HUWTczI4WMA/s1600-h/DSC05471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SJyC1tNhSmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HUWTczI4WMA/s320/DSC05471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232200726278654562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's for sale.  Not that I want to sell my crock pot, but since I don't have crock for the pot anymore it's not useful for me.  Maybe it's useful for you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story starts with sugar.  I was planning for an easy dinner tonight since I am going to my monthly escape from kids and husband (also known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; night).  One of those easy crock pot dinners in a bag.  No work, just set it and forget it!  As I was pulling my crock pot out of the pantry, the cord pulled with it the sugar canister.  In slow motion I watched the tiny white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;granules&lt;/span&gt; hit two shelves before filling the crate of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tupperware&lt;/span&gt; at the bottom of the pantry.  I quickly put the crock pot on the island counter near my children who were waiting for me to start making lunch.  Reminding the angels not to touch the crock pot as I worked to clean up the sugar all over the pantry.  I knew this was going to be a tough mess to pick up.  I pulled out all of the affected plastic items (which ended up being all but 3 or 4 pieces) threw them in the sink.  Reminded the 3 year old not to touch the crock pot.  I then picked up the towels and cloth napkins that were on one of the shelves that was hit.  Reminded the 3 year old not to touch the crock pot.  Finally swept up as much as I could from each shelf and the ground.  As I was taking my last swipe with the broom I heard a ghastly CRASH a few steps away.  I turned slowly to find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SJyGkfUVvqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6v-l8g9vt24/s1600-h/DSC05460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SJyGkfUVvqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6v-l8g9vt24/s320/DSC05460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232204828537896610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I could say that my first reaction was to laugh uncontrollable at the complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;absurdity&lt;/span&gt; of the situation, but I didn't.  I yelled "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH THE CROCK POT!!!"  This sent the before mentioned 3 year old into tears which I felt completely guilty about.  So I decided to force a laugh and try to get the girls to laugh as well and focus on how funny this day was turning out to be.  It didn't work for the 3 year old.  She cried nearly the entire time while I swept yet another mess up.  As far as the glass and ceramic went, it is amazing that nobody was hurt.  I was standing where this picture was taken from with only flip-flops on and the girls were on stools shielded by the island.  We found pieces as far away as 15 feet and some managed to jump onto the kitchen table.  The mess made one huge pile of glass.  And as I was putting what was left of the crock into the garbage, a chunk fell off and hit my foot.  For the split second before I looked at my foot I thought, "Now wouldn't that just be perfect."  Thankfully, nothing was wrong, just a little red.&lt;br /&gt;So now I am left with a lonely pot, missing it's crock.  Not to mention back to the drawing board for dinner.  The pot needs a new (safer) home, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that was it for the messes.  After the clean up we had lunch and the 3 year old spilled her juice on the floor.  My 5 year old keeps saying, "this is such a BAD day!"  I tell her, "nope it can only get better."  And besides, God's in charge of whether it's bad or good.  We are in charge of our attitude and how we handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-536369264265090797?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/536369264265090797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=536369264265090797' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/536369264265090797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/536369264265090797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-sale-one-completely-useful-pot.html' title='For Sale: One Completely Useful Pot Without Its Crock'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SJyC1tNhSmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HUWTczI4WMA/s72-c/DSC05471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-570283430541206722</id><published>2008-08-06T13:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:35:05.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Dirty work</title><content type='html'>Just got done cleaning the floors.  Not ever a fun job but reminded me of my favorite spot remover and I thought I would share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;We have horrible carpet.  Thanks builder!  We purchased our house almost finished.  We had done the build our own house thing and weren't ready to do that again.  We purchased this one with the understanding that we might not LOVE everything but we were happy to not stress about colors and such.  So we have builder grade tan carpet.  We also have a problem area that not only gets a lot of traffic, but technically it is in our kitchen thanks to our open floor plan.    This area is ALWAYS full of ugly splash spots.  So today I decided to get these awful spots up (wish I had taken a before pic).  I had put it off long enough.  I went to the cupboard and found old faithful.  Years ago a friend told us about Folex.  He even gave us a bottle of it.  We have used it so much that it is sadly almost gone.  It's so easy too.  Just spray, rub with your finger then with a dry cloth.  That's it, stain is gone and you can see the proof on your rag, the dirt comes right up!  Now I sound like a commercial but this stuff really works.  If you want to find it try &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.folexcompany.com/"&gt;their website here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Another carpet product that I really like for whole floor cleaning is by Orek.  This is an investment purchase because the machine itself costs $500.  We borrowed one from our friend and Realtor when we were selling our house.  It's the Orek Orbiter and it is a dry cleaning system.  First you treat the carpet with a pre-spray that loosens dirt and oil.  Then you shake Orek's dry carpet cleaning powder over the dampend carpet.  Then run the Orbiter over it, which rubs the powder in and agitates the carpet.  The last step is using a regular vacuum over to pull up the powder which has absorbed the dirt and oil in your carpet.  Lots of money, Lots of steps, but the carpet looks new thanks to the stain removal and agitation of the carpet.  Without the machine, I have used the the pre-spray and the powder on very difficult.  I used a scrub brush to act as the orbiter.  Find orek products at &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.oreck.com/index.cfm"&gt;their website here&lt;/a&gt;.  It might be worth the investment for the years of new-looking carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, done with the commercial, now back to your regularly scheduled day.&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-570283430541206722?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/570283430541206722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=570283430541206722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/570283430541206722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/570283430541206722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/dirty-work.html' title='Dirty work'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2833857576136083</id><published>2008-08-02T13:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:35:33.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter Help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>Why moms should tweet on Twitter.</title><content type='html'>I'm all atwitter about Twitter.  It would be even more fun if my mom friends were on twitter too.  If you don't know what I am talking about, that's totally understandable.  Mom's are much too busy to keep up on the latest web-based social networking applications.  Some of us are just getting into email.  ( I have one mom friend who STILL doesn't have an email account, love her, but I can't ever send her a quick email so we don't keep in touch much.)&lt;br /&gt;So Twitter is the next thing.  For those of you who have skipped the Myspace and Facebook revolution because you don't have time to set up a fancy profile or to keep checking your friends' profiles, Twitter is perfect.  Twitter allows you to send a message (tweets) to all of your followers (tweeps, instead of peeps, get it?) at once,  and to receive your friends' tweets as well.  You can even set it up to text your cell phone when your friends tweet if you like.  There are lots of options and it is growing more each day.  It is a quick way to tell friends, family and followers what you are doing or thinking at any given moment.  As moms, Twitter can give us a social outlet and connection even when we don't have time for it.  Did you ever wish that you could share the crazy mommy things that happen like "My two year old just pooped on my leg?"   (I only say this because a friend recently experienced just that and said it would be nice to just vent in a twitter).  Twitter gives you a place to share the fun, crazy and sometimes mundane events of life.  It's fun, not time consuming and becoming a part of our culture.  &lt;a href="http://thedigitalsanctuary.org/earthquake-creates-twitter-spurt-so-what/"&gt;Here is a blog article by Cynthia Ware&lt;/a&gt; that demonstrates just how Twitter is changing the speed of news.  Parent Hacks is on board too (see sidebar for Parent Hacks link).&lt;br /&gt;So sign up and follow me!! I would love to follow you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2833857576136083?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2833857576136083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2833857576136083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2833857576136083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2833857576136083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-moms-should-tweet-on-twitter.html' title='Why moms should tweet on Twitter.'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7719702117702910027</id><published>2008-07-30T15:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:36:01.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='products'/><title type='text'>More on Plastic Bottles</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago I wrote about my worries over plastic bottles and how they might be poisoning our children.  I started on this rant because of a segment on the Martha Stewart TV show on which she spoke to a women who warned that Canada had banned #7 plastic bottles and stores in the US were taking them off of the shelves (not any of the stores I frequent).  So fear set in and thus the previous post.    &lt;a href="http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/water-bottles-and-baby-bottles.html"&gt;(Find it here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, a friend of mine brought to my attention a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Snopes&lt;/span&gt;.com article on the subject.  &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.snopes.com/medical/toxins/petbottles.asp"&gt;Find the article here&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Snopes&lt;/span&gt; is a great resource for finding the fact or fiction in those forwards that you get from time to time.  I never thought of using it to verify this information.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, the article dispels worries about heating and freezing the disposable water bottles that we get when we buy bottled water. The article stops short of declaring all plastic bottles safe, however.  Saying that the debate is still open on bottles containing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A.  While there is still some concern over the levels of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bisphenol&lt;/span&gt; A, many feel that the amount that passes to the water is of no concern.  They also say that many times one's position in the plastic bottle debate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coincides&lt;/span&gt; with their political views.&lt;br /&gt;So draw your own conclusions.  I will probably go out and buy replacement bottles for the ones I threw out (they were old anyway) and I won't even look at the bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7719702117702910027?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7719702117702910027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7719702117702910027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7719702117702910027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7719702117702910027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-on-plastic-bottles.html' title='More on Plastic Bottles'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-8378517549470972235</id><published>2008-06-17T13:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:48:53.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Funny Little Video</title><content type='html'>Love all that guilt that you get about what you feed your kids?  Here's some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8TY4LSdjLI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p8TY4LSdjLI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-8378517549470972235?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8378517549470972235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=8378517549470972235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8378517549470972235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8378517549470972235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-little-video.html' title='A Funny Little Video'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7299973557060664940</id><published>2008-06-04T08:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:33:30.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Pet Peeve #3</title><content type='html'>Threats you can't or won't follow through with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I learned as a teacher and have tried to carry on through my parenting is to not threaten with taking away something that I don't want to give up myself or that is impossible to take away. &lt;br /&gt;Some things are just not possible to follow through with.  Parents say "we're never coming back" or "you're never going to get to do this again."  Generally, I think it is best to keep never or always out of any conversation with kids.  If you say you are never going to bring them to the park again, you better be ready to keep them away from all parks.  Not following through speaks loudly to our children.  You may think that you are punishing them in the moment, but in the long run, when you end up back at a park after promising never to return, you loose the power of your promises. &lt;br /&gt;Other things we don't want to give up.  Weekends with Grandma or playdates where we get some time to ourselves or time with other moms are things that benefit us.  If these become threats for discipline, then you are punishing yourself too. There are times when these things can be leveraged but if you do it all the time, you are not really encouraging your child to behave.  Once they have lost something they were looking forward to, the behavior can become worse because now they have nothing to loose.&lt;br /&gt;The key is to think before you threat.  Is this even possible?  Do I really want to give up my weekend without kids?  Threats never work if  you don't follow through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7299973557060664940?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7299973557060664940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7299973557060664940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7299973557060664940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7299973557060664940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/parenting-pet-peeve-3.html' title='Parenting Pet Peeve #3'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6254565894813214535</id><published>2008-06-02T09:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:12:48.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Bottles and Baby Bottles Poisoning us and our Children?</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I was watching Martha Stewart and was shocked to find out that I have been poisoning myself and my children for years now.  Of course I was doing so out of ignorance.  I guess that hoped that someone would be looking out for me and not allow such a thing to occur.&lt;br /&gt;How have I been poisoning myself and my children?  Water bottles/baby bottles.  According to the guest on Martha's show, who was an environmental activist, bottles with the #7 recycle designation can leach endocrine altering chemicals into your water.    It was so bad that she said Canada has declared the bottles dangerous and is taking steps to ban the #7 bottles altogether.  So I rushed to my cabinet to find in horror that I had several #7 type bottles and that some of these were my absolute favorite.  They were the Nalgene type bottles that I have had for years.   And though I can't check because I threw away the baby bottles when my youngest grew out of the bottle stage, I am pretty sure that the baby bottles we used for both girls were the same plastic.  I was concerned that maybe the information I had was not completely unbiased.  So I did a little research on the internet and though I did find a lot of potentially biased environmentally concerned sites, I did find a medical site that convinced me that this is a pretty serious situation.  The bottles are leaching BPA which can mimic estrogen and cause problems for men and early puberty for young girls, among other things.  For the article click on the link below this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Now the problem I have is that I want to get water bottles for our up-coming vacation and I cannot seem to find non-#7 bottles.  The #7's are everywhere.  I even accidentally bought a couple of bottles at Target that I thought were #1 but when I got home I realized they were #7s and so I promptly returned them.  Again I turned to the internet and found that camelback has a new BPA free bottle (though I have looked at the bottom of many camelbacks in the last few weeks that have #7 on the bottom).  Not sure If I will be able to find it in the stores or if I will have to buy it on the internet.  At any rate, I hope that soon companies will do the responsible thing and stop selling the poison bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hpakids.org/holistic-health/articles/108/1/Plastic-Water-Bottles"&gt;Click Here for the Medical Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.camelbak.com/betterbottle/?gclid=CKCUxOT-1ZMCFQEpIgodDQy3hw"&gt;Click Here for the Camelback website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6254565894813214535?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6254565894813214535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6254565894813214535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6254565894813214535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6254565894813214535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/water-bottles-and-baby-bottles.html' title='Water Bottles and Baby Bottles Poisoning us and our Children?'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3199699434002357900</id><published>2008-05-29T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:22:13.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Pet Peeve #2</title><content type='html'>Car Seat Laws are not optional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I had no idea that people were not following the car seat laws until I worked at the Drive-thru at Starbucks.  I was blown away by the number of young toddlers who were strapped into the car by only a seatbelt.  Now, I know that I was a young toddler who did not have a car seat or a booster seat and I lived to tell the tale.  Seat belts were even optional when I was a kid.  But in this day and age when we have laws and ad campaigns that are meant to keep our children as safe as they can, how can people make the choice to neglect their children's safety?  The laws are not frivolous or meant to make anyone any money (though I am sure that the car seat people don't mind)  they are meant to protect our children from injury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seat up people!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3199699434002357900?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3199699434002357900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3199699434002357900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3199699434002357900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3199699434002357900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/parenting-pet-peeve-2.html' title='Parenting Pet Peeve #2'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2321904288591148022</id><published>2008-05-23T16:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:41:21.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>Now, I want to start off by saying, I know I don't have all the answers and that I am far from a perfect parent.  But there are times when I see parents making huge mistakes with their children and I want to scream, "Do you know what you are doing to your child??!!!"  I honestly hope that no one has ever thought that about me, but chances are we've all made a mistake or two.   And with 15-20 more years left in parenting, I am sure to make a few if I haven't already. &lt;br /&gt;Before being a stay at home mom, I was a Junior High teacher.  I had plenty of lessons in how not to be a good parent.  Kids who were screaming for attention in negative ways, watching things well above their maturity level, allowed to get away with anything because their parents thought they were perfect and infallible, girls searching for acceptance through boyfriends and false love, boys searching for respect through conquests.  All of these things, I believe, could have been prevented by parents thinking about how their actions, words and choices might affect their children for years and decades to come.  So I thought I would start writing about some of my Parenting Pet Peeves over the next few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parenting Pet Peeve #1 - Verbal put-downs&lt;br /&gt;Think about what you say and how it might effect the self esteem of your child. &lt;br /&gt;"You screwed it up again"&lt;br /&gt;"why can't you do it like your brother?"&lt;br /&gt;"Get it right this time"&lt;br /&gt;"Your never going to get it right"&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone say these things to their children and expect them to become better?  I always think that in this day with all the information we have about being good parents, it is common sense.  But then I see well educated, well rounded people saying things that they probably heard from their parents and for some reason can not recognize that they are doing the same thing to their own children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2321904288591148022?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2321904288591148022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2321904288591148022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2321904288591148022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2321904288591148022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/parenting-pet-peeves.html' title='Parenting Pet Peeves'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-9116029103210613529</id><published>2008-05-16T15:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:54:10.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't really matter, does it?</title><content type='html'>"It all matches mom,"  says my four year old as I am trying to hide my horror over what she has chosen to wear for the day, in public!&lt;br /&gt;It is a challenge that has come up for us only fairly recently.  I guess that I have been pretty controlling over what my girls where.  Now, my independent little girl want to choose her own clothes and dress herself.  I didn't know what a challenge this would be for me.  Not that she would be choosing her clothes but that I would have to find a way to be OK with what she chooses.  I decided that this was important after a recent incident.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, she dressed herself in all things that had pink in them.  Sounds good?  Not so.  She had a pink and purple shirt, a pink and red skirt and pink and green socks.  All very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;matched.  I did little to hide my dislike.  I tried to suggest changing her shirt or socks to match the skirt.  No go.  I told her that it didn't look nice but she insisted on wearing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;matched items.  My real annoyance began when we had to go to the supermarket and to dinner and be seen in public with this completely out of fashion child.  I begged her to change but she did not understand and I didn't want to fight over clothes.  So we went.  The entire time I worried about what kind of mom I must have looked like to allow my child to be in public like this.  Later that night.  My sweet little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;matched girl mentioned that mommy didn't like her clothes.  And my heart sank. &lt;br /&gt;What is so important about making sure my girls look cute at all times in their complete matching outfits??  That everyone sees that I am a good mom for having perfectly adorned children.  (Since moving to Texas I have had to fight bow-guilt too)  It's more likely that everyone else is too worried about their children to notice that mine have mismatched clothes or no bows to speak of.  In reality, instead of impressing anyone with my perfectly dressed children, I am communicating the wrong thing to my girls.  That is, "what you put on your outside is more important than who you are on the inside."  I can really drive this point home by being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;noticeably&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; by my daughter's clothing choices.&lt;br /&gt;So, in an effort to avoid raising another Paris Hilton, I am fighting every urge to control what it is that my daughter chooses to wear.  I still select outfits, but she can choose to wear what she wants as long as it is weather appropriate and fits.  Because, after all, isn't that what clothes are for?  Not to define who we are, but to keep us warm and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appropriately&lt;/span&gt; covered?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-9116029103210613529?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9116029103210613529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=9116029103210613529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9116029103210613529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/9116029103210613529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-doesnt-really-matter-does-it.html' title='It doesn&apos;t really matter, does it?'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7202608110372075767</id><published>2008-05-12T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:25:24.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Uninteresting</title><content type='html'>So I have been avoiding the blog world for the last couple of months because I feel like I don't have anything interesting to write about these days.  Then, today I learned about this lady that blogs everyday and rants about pretty much nothing and now is able to support her entire family on the money her blog brings in.  Is it possible that the uninteresting things in life can be made interesting by simply writing about them on your blog?  Maybe I should try this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up at 4 am for work at a global purveyor of coffee (take a stab).  Stumbled out of bed, took a shower.  Coughed my way to work because I'm still getting over this nasty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sinusitis&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/span&gt;/double ear infection/ thing.  Worked for 2 hours only to leave because the cough would not go away (I guess people don't like you hacking into their Carmel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Machiatto&lt;/span&gt;).  Got home before anyone was awake and slept for another hour (Coughing).  Woke up to my four year old in distress because her two year old sister won't share (which means she won't give her sister what she wants when she wants it).   Coughed.  Watched the Survivor finale on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; trying to see around the before mentioned children as they played with various princess and dollhouse figurines (I'm OK with who won but I think I wanted Amanda to win more).  (Hacked) Drove my sister to the airport through the lovely Dallas traffic!  Paid $60.00 to fill my gas tank!!! (Cough, Cough)  Thought bad things about OPEC and other things I know nothing about but wish I did so I could personally get gas back to below $2.00 a gal (remember when $10 would fill your tank, it wasn't that long ago).  Listened to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt; all the way there and back.   Played Doll house with my Four year old (while coughing).  Pondered dinner, then decided to get Subway $5.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;foot longs&lt;/span&gt; (very reasonable, I must say).  Played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; with the girls while dad played real sports at the gym (something called basketball).  Put the two year old to bed.  Tried not to keep her up with my cough and watched Dancing with the stars with the four year old.  Put the four year old to bed.  And finally get to check my email, random news stories and actually write an entry for this blog.  (Hacking away still)  Other things I did today: cough (a lot), take 400 pills prescribed by the doc in a box I paid $50.00 for this weekend, Did I mention coughing?  Things I didn't do that needed to be done: clean bathrooms, clothing (I am in desperate need of underthings), anything, make food, make a shopping list, last a moment without coughing  etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Uninteresting, I'll wait for my check in the mail now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7202608110372075767?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7202608110372075767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7202608110372075767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7202608110372075767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7202608110372075767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-uninteresting.html' title='Life Uninteresting'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-6710307564127050525</id><published>2008-04-05T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:17:16.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Writer, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>It has been incredibly difficult to get a moment to write on the blog lately.  I have a million valid excuses but most of all, I am just too tired when I finally have an uninterrupted moment on the computer to think of anything important or half way interesting to write about!  So, if anyone has something on your mind or a great tidbit you would like to share, please email me and I will give you a guest writer log in so that you can ad to the blog. &lt;br /&gt;We would all love to hear from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-6710307564127050525?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6710307564127050525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=6710307564127050525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6710307564127050525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/6710307564127050525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/guest-writer-anyone.html' title='Guest Writer, Anyone?'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-366978208521160741</id><published>2008-03-08T18:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T18:54:05.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kindergarten Question</title><content type='html'>From the moment I new I was pregnant and having a summer baby, I have felt pretty strongly that I was going to wait until she turned 6 to put her into Kindergarten.  This being said, now I am finding myself unsure of that decision.  My oldest turns 5 this summer, approximately 4 weeks before school starts.  So now, I am wavering on the Kindergarten question.  Do I start her in a class where she will be among the youngest or do I wait one more year, as I had originally planned, when she will be among the oldest in the class.  I was held back and attended pre-Kindergarten because I was a June birthday.  So my perspective is only of being part of the older crowd.  The only advantage I really remember was being 16 before most of my friends.  I don't really know if I would have struggled more being a year earlier.  Most of my elementary teacher friends say that since my daughter is a girl, it's a no brain-er.  If we were talking about a boy, it's a little tougher for them if they start too early.  My concern is that if I wait, she may be bored by the time she does start, then the struggle will be keeping her interested.  But if I start her too early, she will grow to hate school because it is too hard.  That being said, she seems to be hitting the benchmarks for kindergarten readiness (based on my research, that Masters in Education is coming in handy, if not lucrative).  So if I don't have that excuse then I guess I have to admit that I have a fear of turning my precious, innocent, little girl out into the world.  Where she will be exposed to harsh words and harsh realities.  Maybe that is the biggest thing that makes me want to keep her out another year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-366978208521160741?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/366978208521160741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=366978208521160741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/366978208521160741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/366978208521160741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-moment-i-new-i-was-pregnant-and.html' title='The Kindergarten Question'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-5667644619735471178</id><published>2008-02-18T14:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:36:19.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Magazines</title><content type='html'>I have come to really like magazines since they are pretty concise and too the point.  I don't have much time for anything else these days.  I can scan through an article pretty quickly and get what I need.  Some of my favorite mommy helpful magazines are &lt;a title="Family Fun Website" href="http://www.familyfun.com/" id="tash"&gt;Family Fun&lt;/a&gt; (for crafts, recipes, party ideas, costume ideas, etc), &lt;a title="Real Simple Website" href="http://www.realsimple.com/" id="bucr"&gt;Real Simple&lt;/a&gt; (organization, product tests, decorating, and fashion), and Taste of Home's &lt;a title="Quick Cooking" href="http://www.bestsimplerecipes.com/" id="gq_7"&gt;Quick Cooking&lt;/a&gt; (really easy, fast recipes from real people).  I received a Real Simple and Quick Cooking subscription as gifts and really loved them!! Do you have a magazine that you really like that you would like to share with the rest of us??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-5667644619735471178?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5667644619735471178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=5667644619735471178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5667644619735471178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/5667644619735471178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-come-to-really-like-magazines.html' title='Magazines'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3900364208697560232</id><published>2008-02-14T13:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:37:07.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Funny Valentine</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's day to everyone.  I hope that you all have a special day and that you take the opportunity to remind your kids and Hubby that you love them (of course we do that everyday, but today we have license to go overboard).  I don't like to buy into the commercial aspect of the holiday, though I'm not going to turn down roses ;-), but there are some fun and inexpensive ways to make the day a little special and fun to celebrate our love for our families.  My favorite thing to do for my girls for any time of the year is cut their sandwiches with a large cookie cutter in a special shape.  I only do this on special days so that it stays fun and exciting for the girls.   Today, it is a heart shaped peanut butter and chocolate sandwich.  Some of the best cookie cutters I have found are from Wilton at most major stores such as Target, Wal-Mart and Michaels.  They usually have a set that includes various sizes of the same shape so you can go crazy with different sized hearts made of everything from Cheese to sandwiches.  And cookies too, of course!! &lt;br /&gt;Do you have any fun and inexpensive suggestions for Valentines day treats??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3900364208697560232?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3900364208697560232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3900364208697560232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3900364208697560232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3900364208697560232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-to-everyone.html' title='My Funny Valentine'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4280681115719285476</id><published>2008-02-13T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:48:08.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Season is Upon Us!</title><content type='html'>Cold and Flu season!!  Since returning from our Christmas trip, our family has been passing bugs around.  We haven't gotten the flu, thank Heaven, but we seem to not be able to shake our colds.  Our humidifier is getting an extra workout this year.  And doesn't it seem impossible to keep the water in the humidifier clean??  I thought I would pass a long a little tip that I heard on one of my shows, though I can't remember which one.  It was suggested that a few drops of tea-tree oil in the water will help keep the water in your humidifier (and the air) clean!  Tea-tree oil can be purchased at health food stores and online at &lt;a title="Vitamin World" href="http://www.vitaminworld.com/pages/file.asp?PID=409&amp;amp;CID=&amp;amp;CPID=219&amp;amp;afid=27&amp;amp;safid=Google&amp;amp;scid=4806&amp;amp;cm_mmc=Google-_-Tea+Tree+Oil+Products-_-tea%20tree%20oil-_-Exact+Ad_984600625%7C-%7C100000000000000013006&amp;amp;gclid=CLjV7KrrwZECFR_0IgodBVjpOQ" id="h3d5"&gt;www.vitaminworld.com&lt;/a&gt; .  So there's your tip for the day.  Hope you all are happy and stay healthy this Cold and Flu season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4280681115719285476?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4280681115719285476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4280681115719285476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4280681115719285476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4280681115719285476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/cold-and-flu-season-since-returning.html' title='The Season is Upon Us!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-2125667550073982708</id><published>2008-01-12T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:17:36.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Guilt Zone</title><content type='html'>I want to declare this a "No Guilt Zone" or NGZ :-).  I think that we, as moms, handle a lot of guilt.  The world hands it out to us pretty steadily.  Guilt about how well we are parenting comes from the media, family, friends, coworkers, ourselves and probably other places I haven't thought of.  We can be made to feel guilty about anything.  From how much time we spend playing with our kids, to what we feed our kids and what toys we buy our kids, where and whether they go to preschool (Ooh that one hit a little close to home), etc. etc.  I really can't sit here and list everything there is to feel guilty about when it comes to being a mom.  I don't have the time, I have to go feel guilty about the mess in the toy room.  Guilt is a joy thief.  It is love's unseen enemy.  And I believe, It can rob us of the joy that motherhood should possess.&lt;br /&gt;So, it made me a little sad when a dear friend and mom mentioned that she felt a little guilty having read some of the things on this blog, like she wasn't doing things right.   That is exactly what I don't want anyone to feel reading this blog.  The reason I named it "Get Real Mom" is because sometimes I want to scream that when I hear and see all the things that I am doing or not doing that can make me feel like a failure as a mom.  So here comes a shocker: I do not, nor does anyone else, have perfect children.  I only write about my experience and I have hoped that some of you would like to contribute your experience as well.  Do not feel guilty that Suzy was potty trained later than all her friends, or that you have given full juice to your two year old, or that you can't afford to put your kids in the extra curricular activities that they would like to do, or that your girls are the only ones that won't keep bows or pony tails in their hair (another one that hits close to home) or that you don't have a perfectly decorated nursery for your new baby, or whatever else they can dream up for us to feel guilty about.  My point is, do not feel guilty if what has worked for some doesn't work for you.  Take a deep breath, and release the guilt as you exhale.  Say it with me "I will not feel guilty for this!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-2125667550073982708?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2125667550073982708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=2125667550073982708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2125667550073982708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/2125667550073982708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-to-declare-this-no-guilt-zone-or.html' title='No Guilt Zone'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4974262480616066846</id><published>2007-12-14T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:53:46.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Recalls: The Grinch Who Stole Christmas?</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I am exasperated by all of the talk of lead in the paint on our child's toys.  Thousands of toys being taken from the shelves because the toy industry has not been diligent about protecting our children from this poison.  Until this past week, we had been pretty much untouched by the recalls.  When the first recalls were made, I scanned through the lists and pictures.  I found one item that we had but according to the dates, it should be safe.  I threw away the Dora, backpack and puppy anyway.  Just in case.  I trusted that the watchdogs were doing their job and that if there was any more potentially sickening or deadly toys in my playroom, I would be aware.&lt;br /&gt;Then this week I saw a story on our local news that talked about how a Fisher Price doctor set, just like the one we got our 2 year old for her birthday, had been pulled from shelves in Illinois because of lead paint on the blood pressure cuff.  Sounds OK, but the story went on to say that these cuffs were still on the shelves in every other state.  The industry says that it is because Illinois has stricter laws on the amount of lead allowable.  The pediatrician they had on said that no amount of lead is safe.  He also said that there is reason to believe that the elevated levels of lead in our toys could correlate to the increase in certain learning problems in kids like ADHD.   Just great! The toys that I give my children could be causing them to have learning struggles in the future!!&lt;br /&gt;So now I am just mad, and a bit paranoid.  As I was walking down the toy aisles looking for stocking stuffers for the girls, I found myself wondering, "which of the toys that I am buying for Christmas will be taken away from my children in the coming months?"  Each toy I look at with a suspecting eye.  Is this little Strawberry Shortcake doll going to cause my children to have serious learning problems in the future?  I have looked into getting a home test for lead but found that the Consumer Product Safety Commission found them to be highly unreliable.  So for now, I just have to rely on recall lists and our government to get the information.  I have to admit that that is really not very comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Resources for Toy Recalls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CPSC" target="_blank" href="http://www.cpsc.gov/cpscpub/prerel/prerel.html" id="f8yy"&gt;Consumer Product Safety Commission Recall Announcements&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="CNN" target="_blank" href="http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2007/news/toy.recall/" id="voov"&gt;CNN Toy Recall News Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Toy Info" target="_blank" href="http://www.toyinfo.org/index.html?id=google" id="xszi"&gt;Toy Industry Recall Page&lt;/a&gt; - not sure I trust an organization created by the toy industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Medical Kit Recall" target="_blank" href="http://www.leadtoyrecalls.com/toy_recalls/120507_fisher_price_toy_med.html" id="cpja"&gt;Medical Kit Recall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Recalled Lead Toys" target="_blank" href="http://www.leadtoyrecalls.com/" id="aggc"&gt;Recalled Lead Toys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4974262480616066846?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4974262480616066846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4974262480616066846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4974262480616066846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4974262480616066846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/seriously-i-am-exasperated-by-all-of.html' title='Toy Recalls: The Grinch Who Stole Christmas?'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-371404530053864136</id><published>2007-12-12T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:12:05.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Christmas</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or do you wish you could buy some extra time during the Christmas season?  I tell ya, it is just too busy.  This time of year there is an epidemic of hurry up disease and we all have it.  What is the cure? Hmmm... SLOW DOWN!  Seriously, do we have to take part in every cookie exchange, holiday party, etc. etc.?  What would happen if we said "no!"  Would the universe as we know it come crashing down? &lt;br /&gt;Last year, I would say our family had the hurry ups pretty extensively.  We wanted to take part in every new Christmas experience that Texas had to offer and we were back home in Washington for two weeks to fulfill our established traditions there.  When Christmas was over and we were back at our home in Texas, we didn't know where Christmas had gone.  With all the rush, we felt that we just flat out missed Christmas with our rapidly aging little girls.  So we decided this year, we would take it slow.&lt;br /&gt;We are not volunteering for every Christmas service project that the church is putting on.  We are not going to every little event.  We are not taking Christmas pictures at the portrait studio or with Santa, we are doing that with our own cameras in front of our own special tree.  Not that we have checked out of Christmas.  We are just narrowing our commitments.  We have about 2 things a week that we are participating in, some more time consuming than others. &lt;br /&gt;I think as a parent, mom or dad, we put some huge pressure on our selves to make the perfect Christmas experience for our kids.  We want to create memories that they will take with them into adulthood.  Step back though, think about it, what kind of memories are you creating?  If your current Christmas schedule is symptomatic of your undiagnosed case of hurry up disease, you may be creating memories of stress and frustration from never achieving that perfect Christmas.  I caught myself, well I guess my husband caught me, last week when I was making sugar cookies with the girls getting stressed because they weren't using the cookie cutters "right."  I don't want my girls to think that "making Christmas cookies is no fun with mom because she gets grouchy."  I really don't want my girls to think that Christmas is a time to be stressed and hurried when really, it is a time to be joyful and thankful for the gift that God sent to earth, wrapped in swaddling clothes.  An imperfect Christmas, no room at the inn, no clothes for the new baby.  But a perfect child sent to live and die for us.  That is the cure for hurry up disease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-371404530053864136?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/371404530053864136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=371404530053864136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/371404530053864136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/371404530053864136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-it-just-me-or-do-you-wish-you-could.html' title='The Perfect Christmas'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-1311378217732393472</id><published>2007-11-30T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:27:33.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Christmas Gifts</title><content type='html'>Since the season is upon us, I thought it would be good to discuss homemade Christmas presents. Every year since our parents became grandparents, we have provided them with a little hand crafted present from their precious little grandchildren.  These gifts are great for many reasons but the two greatest reasons is that they are inexpensive and they are personalized by the kids.  Happy for you and happy for Grandma and Grandpa.  So in the last four years we have made picture frames with each family member's name (in the perspective of the child like Papa Jim and Uncle Tim) and then put a picture of each person with the child in the frame.  Then when My daughter was two, we made dishtowels with her hand prints and the year on them.  A set for each set of grandparents, and one for us.  The materials were found at Walmart pretty inexpensively and she had lots of fun making the towels along side her friend who was making them as well.  This year we are making something that I would love to discuss but cannot, lest I ruin Christmas for Grandparents who check on this site.  Gifts that you or your children have made by hand are a much more personal way to say Merry Christmas, not to mention usually more inexpensive.&lt;br /&gt;   So, I thought that it would be a good idea to share a couple of resources here.  I hope that others will leave comments sharing some of their favorite homemade Christmas ideas as well as great resources for the rest of us.  My absolute favorite resource for any time of the year is www.familyfun.com.  It is a website based on the magazine of the same name.  The website is really easy to search for age appropriate crafts that will warm a loved one's heart.  In addition to gifts, Family Fun is also a great resource for decorating ideas that kids can create so that they may have some part in decorating for the season.  You can also check out your local library for great craft books that won't cost you a dime.  Another idea is to go to Michael's or another craft store (I LOVE Hobby Lobby and I have to say, my friends in the Northwest are truly missing out!!).  Anyway, back on topic, The craft stores sometimes have project idea sheets that are free.  And Martha Stewart's craft line has a few projects that would be good gifts for grandparents or other loved ones.  If you aren't crafty, your child is too young or maybe you are afraid of what your child might do with a little craft glue, there are also many gifts that you can make on online photo centers like Shutterfly, Photoworks, Walmart.com, etc.  Ranging from mugs, to t-shirts, calendars to coffee table books, the special people on your list will love a picture or two of their favorite little ones. &lt;br /&gt;So, what have you done in the past, and if you have any other resources to share, please dish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-1311378217732393472?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1311378217732393472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=1311378217732393472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1311378217732393472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1311378217732393472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/since-season-is-upon-us-i-thought-it.html' title='Homemade Christmas Gifts'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-1288173282057274098</id><published>2007-11-23T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:39:35.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Pack Rats</title><content type='html'>Ok so it's in their blood.  My mom is a pack rat and her mother before her was the ultimate pack rat (when she died it all got passed on to Mom, Thanks Grammie!!).  Somehow I rejected this family tradition, though I seriously struggle sometimes to get rid of things that carry the slightest bit of memories with it.  But, for the most part, I am able to get rid of "stuff."  After all, you can't take it with you and the person after you is not going to have the same attachment to it as you did.   So, I was hoping my children would be free from the family curse of having to keep every tiny little thing that they have collected.  Not that lucky! &lt;br /&gt;With Christmas coming I was hoping to clean out some of the old toys that are broken, missing pieces or just plain neglected.  I found that the only way to do this effectively is to sneak it away.  But ultimately, this isn't working for us.  I put a bunch of toys into a box for a garage sale, when the sale came, my girls discovered the box and played with ever last bit and they have returned to the overstuffed playroom.  A few months ago, I sent a huge box of stuffed animals (do they reproduce on their own??).  Last week, my four year old asked where the big dog was.  I had to tell her that he went to play with other little kids that didn't have as many toys as her.  She was consoled only a little bit.  The bigger problem with sneaking away toys is that I feel like the girls are not learning a few valuable lessons.  As I see it, they don't need all of this "stuff," they can give their toys away to make other children very happy, and most importantly, stuff doesn't make us happy.  So my question to you is, how do you get rid of toys, old and not so old, and have your children help you so that they can learn those valuable lessons?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-1288173282057274098?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1288173282057274098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=1288173282057274098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1288173282057274098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1288173282057274098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-so-its-in-their-blood.html' title='My Little Pack Rats'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-8427204672146788299</id><published>2007-11-13T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:56:51.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discipline</title><content type='html'>Discipline can be a sticky subject.  And before I say anything, I want to reiterate that I am no expert.  One of my friends emailed with a question about discipline.  Her question was this, "What do you do when your child is completely defiant and doesn't care what the punishment is?"  I think even if your child is on the complacent side, you've probably encountered this problem at least once or twice.  Some mothers have to deal with it constantly.  The little stubborn monster has come to live inside their child.  What should this mom do?&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't have an extensive amount of experience with the stubborn monster.  Both of my girls are on the complacent side.  Though I have seen the monster and have felt the exasperation that it can bring to a situation.  I will say this, having taught 7th and 8th graders, I've dealt with the monster there too, more than once.  In teaching, I  learned that if there was a problem with how the students were acting in my classroom, I needed to examine myself and see what I might be doing wrong.  It is not much different in parenting.  It is hard to do and we are usually quick to blame the kids for just being bad, but the difference can be made if we truly evaluate our discipline strategy or lack of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share with you something that I am working on right now with the way I look at discipline.  It may help, it may not but it is worth a try.  Recently I was at a Courageous Parenting Seminar at our church.  Our Children's Ministry Coordinator spoke about being a thermostat instead of a thermometer in your house.  The difference is that a thermometer just reflects the temperature of the family, it has no power to change the temp and merely reacts to what is going on.  If every one's happy, a thermometer parent is happy, if there is stress in the house, the thermometer parent is stressed.  A thermostat has the power to change the temperature.  It is constant, the temp does not go above or below what the thermostat allows, it is in control.  The thermostat parent is consistent and unemotional with discipline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, it could be that a child doesn't care what the punishment is because they get the payoff of seeing mom or dad lose control.  They win, they have gotten to you and have affected you so much that you feel you have lost control and that you have failed as a parent.  If you take away the emotion and the ability of your child to get you beyond angry, then you take away that payoff.  Why does a child seek this sort of payoff?  Some would say that it is because they are simply looking for some kind of attention from the parent.  Good or bad, it doesn't matter, they want it.  And in the early years, they are going to seek that attention from you.  As they reach adolescence, they will seek it from their peers.  So when your children are young, you have the best chance of forming how they seek attention, good or bad.  And if you miss this opportunity, it could be big trouble in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what we are trying to do in our household.  When a behavior that we want to see go away occurs, such as whining or throwing a fit, we physically turn our backs to the child and wait to hear a change in their action.  From whining, to talking or screaming to quiet. And as soon as we hear a good behavior, we complement it.  Not with just a "good job," but with a more specific description of the good behavior.  "Thank you for asking in your nice voice."  When talking to the child we use a happy voice and try to convey true thankfulness (no terse or sarcastic voices).   I have to say, for me, the hardest thing is taking the Angry voice out and talking calmly and unemotionally, especially if the child is not displaying the desired behavior.   The key is having something to repeat to yourself in these moments to try to calm yourself down.  Use a verse or a song or some sort of self encouragement that helps you not give in to the desire to scream and yell.  Be aware of what sets you off and prepare yourself with something to concentrate on so that you don't lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think with any strategy, it takes consistent and honest trial and error to make it work.  You can't just try something for a week or a month and because you have failed or the child has not responded right away say that it doesn't work.  Discipline is a habit.  Anyone who has tried to stop a poor habit and replace it with a good one knows that it is not easy.  Don't give up!  Anytime I hear someone say "I tried that and it didn't work," I think to myself that they probably didn't try hard enough.  Be positive and don't go it alone!  Seek partnership from your husband, do it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps, I know it's a lot but we could probably write a book on this subject.  Speaking of books.  Try James Dobson's &lt;u&gt;Dare to Discipline&lt;/u&gt;.  It's a good book to read and re-read several times in your parenting journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has some discipline tips they would like to share, please comment or email me and I will post it for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-8427204672146788299?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8427204672146788299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=8427204672146788299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8427204672146788299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/8427204672146788299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/discipline-can-be-sticky-subject.html' title='Discipline'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4772333639066857452</id><published>2007-11-09T14:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:31:05.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet Training</title><content type='html'>My first potty training experience was just too easy.  But my daughter has always been that way.  I know it's different with every child, but what are some things that you have done that have worked for your little toilet trainers?  Maybe something you have gone through will help another mom out there who is trying to tackle the toilet training monster.&lt;br /&gt;My experience: Completely on accident, we didn't really &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to potty train.  We were expecting a big 2000 mile car trip and the last thing I wanted was to be stopping all the time for a potty trainer.  So, I had planned to try after the trip.  About a month before the trip, my 2 1/2 year old started giving me hints that she was ready.  Hint #1 was that she was going through more diapers than we had ever gone through.  We were buying a big pack a week, which we had never done.  I probably wouldn't have really noticed except it was a tough money time and we were trying to save money, not tinkle or number two on it and throw it in the trash.  And since I am a math wiz, I realized that a 10 dollar potty seat would be much cheaper than the 70$ a month we were spending on diapers.  Hint #2 was that her diapers were usually dry after naps and in the mornings.  So, I bit the bullet and I bought a pack of diapers and a potty seat.  I never bought a pack of diapers for that child again.  In fact, we still have it waiting for #2 to reach that size.  She was trained in a week, and I didn't have any stresses, because it was on her timing, not my own.  As for the trip, we packed our potty seat in case of emergency, but she only used it once.&lt;br /&gt;I can only pray really hard that the second one is this easy. &lt;br /&gt;If you  have an experience that might help others, please leave a comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4772333639066857452?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4772333639066857452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4772333639066857452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4772333639066857452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4772333639066857452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-potty-training-experience-was.html' title='Toilet Training'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-3611127244686987511</id><published>2007-11-04T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T15:54:29.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Planning</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you all, but I dread shopping for food.  I think as the budget gets tighter, I dread it even more.  The dreaded question "what's for dinner?" Sometimes haunts me in my sleep.  I wish that I could just fall back on Olive Garden or my favorite burger place here in Texas, Scotty P's, every night.  But since we're not millionaires, that doesn't work for us.  I admire my friend who can cook up food better than any restaurant and still stay within a pretty tight budget every month. &lt;br /&gt;I can actually go back to my childhood to blame my current meal planning dread.  Both of my parents worked and simply picked up dinner makings on the way home every single night (they still do this).  I am sure that they could have retired by now on the money they would have saved if they had effectively implemented efficient meal planning.  I never really learned how to cook much more than spaghetti and ramen noodles.  I have since developed survival skills in the kitchen, thanks to the Food Channel.  I do like to cook, when it's a special holiday like Thanksgiving, Christmas, or Easter.  But for everyday cooking and trying to keep within a budget, I just dread it. &lt;br /&gt;When we first got married a good friend with a little more married life experience than I, sat down with me and showed me how to plan a menu and make a shopping list.  We had grown tired of buying Pizza on Monday night and having the left overs for the rest of the week.  (Seriously, what my husband must have been thinking?!)  She showed me tricks like making a pot roast on Sunday and then using the left-overs in different meals for the rest of the week.  All of this information was helpful and useful.  But I admit that sometimes, I just can't even sit down and make a plan and a list.   And now I have the added pressure of trying to be healthy for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things that I have learned in the 8 1/2 years since getting married and being responsible for someone else's full tummy might be helpful to you all so I thought I would share them.&lt;br /&gt;First, a friend of ours gave us a year subscription to Quick Cooking magazine.  That's all we needed because those 6 issues have given us 4 years of quick meals since then.  They have pages and pages of a variety of types of recipes.  Ranging from 5 minute prep time to slow cooking meals.  We always go back to those magazines.  In fact, I just discovered a new favorite two weeks ago.  The recipes are submitted by readers so there are tons and tons of great short-cuts and real life recipes.&lt;br /&gt;Second, a new discovery of mine is online menu planning.  For a few bucks a month, you can subscribe to a menu planning website and they do the work.  All you have to do is buy and prepare the food.  They give you the recipes and the shopping list.  It is revolutionary, really.  There are a few different sites.  Most of the sites have a sample menu for you to look at to see if you would like their product.  &lt;a target="_blank" title="The Six O'Clock Scramble" href="http://www.thescramble.com/" id="l2e5"&gt;www.thescramble.com&lt;/a&gt; Is the one that I think I like the best so far.  The Six O'clock Scramble allows you to pick and choose from their recipes so that when you print it out, your shopping list does not include the items for recipes you choose not to use.  The Scramble is also family and budget friendly.  They make each recipe with as few ingredients as they can and they test their meals with test families before sending them out to everyone else.  They have received recognition from Real Simple Magazine too.  Another site is &lt;a target="_blank" title="Saving Dinner" href="http://www.savingdinner.com/" id="avbb"&gt;www.savingdinner.com&lt;/a&gt;.  At Saving Dinner there are several different versions of menus you can select from including vegetarian, low-carb, low-fat, budget minded, and a few others.   I have their sample menu for what they call the Body Clutter Menu.  It is a little overwhelming but it includes a daytime menu as well as dinner.  It can't be modified like the menu at The Six O'clock Scramble.  Saving Dinner's strength is in their variety of menus.  Some other sites to check out are: &lt;a title="Dine Without Whine" target="_blank" href="http://www.dinewithoutwhine.com/" id="x9yb"&gt;www.dinewithoutwhine.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="More Thyme" target="_blank" href="http://www.morethyme.com/" id="v2_-"&gt;www.morethyme.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dinner Planner" href="http://www.dinnerplanner.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-3611127244686987511?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3611127244686987511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=3611127244686987511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3611127244686987511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/3611127244686987511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know-about-you-all-but-i-dread.html' title='Menu Planning'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-1938785244417744275</id><published>2007-11-02T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T01:06:03.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Poster</title><content type='html'>I said in the beginning that I am not an expert.  And that is so true.  I really want to get some contributions from other moms out there.  My guess is that you all suffer from the same lack of confidence that I do.  You probably think, I don't have anything that special to share.  But I'll bet you do.  We've all had those amazing moments when something just clicks in our head.  Maybe someone told you, maybe it was learned through trial and error, maybe you just stumbled upon the perfect answer to a daily problem or difficulty.  However You came to learn it, you got it!   Now, it is your duty to pass it on to others, so they can have it too.  You might give a gift to another mother who is just beginning to struggle with something you learned to deal with long ago.  Whatever it is share it with us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start something called "Guest Poster."  You can write a little blurb about whatever topic you like and I will publish it to the blog.  You can email me at getrealmom@gmail.com and I will proofread and edit (if needed), then post it to the blog.  It can be anonymous if you would like.  You can literally write about anything that moms might be interested in.  A favorite source of information, a favorite toy, a favorite activity for your kids, a favorite product that makes life easier.  These are just a few ideas, I'm sure that I haven't covered it all.  I really hope that you all take advantage of this and contribute to the blog, I know that I look forward to learning something new from all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-1938785244417744275?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1938785244417744275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=1938785244417744275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1938785244417744275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/1938785244417744275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-said-in-beginning-that-i-am-not.html' title='Guest Poster'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4022486095187586823</id><published>2007-10-30T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:34:56.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Forgive You</title><content type='html'>These three words mean a lot when they are true.  Anyone who has experienced forgiveness knows the value of it.  Sometimes it is hard to be the forgiver if the forgiven is a repeat offender.  And sometimes it is hard to change our behavior if we are never forgiven for past offenses.  So how can we communicate this to our children?  They may not understand the true value of forgiveness yet but at some point in his or her life the ability to forgive will be essential to social, emotional and spiritual survival.  All that being said, I thought I would share a way that we have decided to communicate this essential and important life skill to our very young girls.  Really, I need to give credit to my husband, who probably learned this from his parents. &lt;br /&gt;We all know that children have many opportunities to say they are sorry.  Sometimes "sorry" can feel like a throw away word that is extremely overused.  "Sorry for hitting you, lindsay" for the hundredth time can make us feel like the offender is really not that sorry.  The practice in our house has been to use these times to teach forgiveness as well as being sorry.  The dialog goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "tell your sister you are sorry" &lt;br /&gt;Leslie: "Sorry Lindsay"&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "What do you say Lindsay?"&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay: "I forgive you Leslie"&lt;br /&gt;Then there is a little discussion about how sorry means you are going to try not to do it again and I forgive you means you are not going to hold it against the other person.  This is good practice for me as well as the girls.  They may not understand it but eventually they will learn the importance of these words.  Leslie learns that I need to say I'm sorry when I do something wrong, and Lindsay learns that she needs to forgive her sister and move on.  The girls know that this is what is expected of them, and that they are more than just words mom and dad want them to say.  The words have meaning and expectations behind them.  The hope behind all of this is that, very soon, when the issues become heavier than who stole who's My Little Pony, Lindsay and Leslie will know what "I'm Sorry" and "I forgive you" really means. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately many never truly understand these concepts and they end up living with guilt or anger that destroys the spirit.  It is my prayer that some day, my girls will not only understand forgiveness from their friends and loved ones, but that they will really truly understand the ultimate forgiveness that they can have in Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4022486095187586823?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4022486095187586823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4022486095187586823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4022486095187586823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4022486095187586823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/these-three-words-mean-lot-when-they.html' title='I Forgive You'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7140271191250949352</id><published>2007-10-28T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:21:39.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Mom Books</title><content type='html'>I know it is hard for mommies to find time to read a comic strip, let alone an actual book with paper (not cardboard) pages and chapters.  But there are a few books that I have found helpful on this mommy journey, and I wonder if you may have some to share as well.  Please do!! Here are a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dare to Discipline by James Dobson- I read this one while I was pregnant with my first, I think that was a little early, but it did get me started on the right path setting up parameters for our children.&lt;br /&gt;2) On Becoming Baby Wise by Gary Ezzo- This book is sometimes controversial.  But I'll tell you that in my experience, this book helped me sanely get through the first year with both of our daughters.  My advice is to use their suggestions with your mommy instinct.  The book even states that, but those who claim controversy forget that point.  Putting our girls on a schedule was the best thing we ever did.  But we kept it flexible and we did not allow the schedule to dictate us.  My suggestion is to read this before you have your baby. &lt;br /&gt;3) Taking Care of the Me in Mommy by Lisa Welchel - Great book with lots of tools for making time for yourself and becoming a better mommy because of it.&lt;br /&gt;4) Coach Mom: 7 Strategies for Organizing You Family into an All-Star Team by Brenna Stull - I have the privilege of going through this book currently with the Author.  Brenna is one of our pastor's wives.  She is truly a women of God and filled with the Holy Spirit.  That said, this book really challenges you to organize your life and your family so that we can spend less time on housework and the daily tasks of motherhood and more time with our children. &lt;br /&gt;5) Raising your Kids for True Greatness by Tim Kimmel - This is a book that I have started, but have not finished yet.  It is really a revolutionary look at the way we are raising our kids in America and how we as Christians can redefine success for our children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, your turn.  What are some books that you would suggest?? Please leave the title and author's name with a short description in a comment.  I look forward to seeing what everyone is reading and hopefully discovering a new book to help me along the journey.  Also, if you have read any of the above books, please feel free to comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7140271191250949352?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7140271191250949352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7140271191250949352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7140271191250949352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7140271191250949352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-know-it-is-hard-for-mommies-to-find.html' title='Real Mom Books'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-7180192910387369126</id><published>2007-10-26T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T16:09:24.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray For Your Children</title><content type='html'>From the moment I knew that I would be a mom, I began praying for my baby.  After a tearful call to my husband at work, I sat on the floor of my bathroom and thanked God for this extremely frightening and new adventure that we would be embarking on.  Four years and another baby later, I know that prayer is the only way I could get this far in my parenting journey.  My prayers have changed as time has gone on.  "God, please give my baby 10 fingers and toes, "  "God, please help this baby sleep through the night,"  "God, please take the pain from her stitches away,"  "God, help her learn to walk with that cast on without hurting herself in any other way," "God, when will she ever stop sucking her thumb?"  "God, please keep her safe on her bike."  Those are just a few of the thousands of prayers for my oldest little girl.  But the prayers that never change are for her character, salvation, and future.   I think that these prayers will be with me until I die.   "Lord, please help her to someday make her relationship with you more than a memorized prayer at bedtime," "Lord, please shape her into a person who cares for others, before herself," "Lord, please bring friends to her that will be positive influences in her life and challenge her to be a better person,"  and finally, "Lord, please bring her a spouse (in about 20 years) that loves you."&lt;br /&gt;Praying for our kids helps us to focus on what is important in the sometimes chaotic tasks of mommyhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-7180192910387369126?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7180192910387369126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=7180192910387369126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7180192910387369126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/7180192910387369126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-moment-i-knew-that-i-would-be-mom.html' title='Pray For Your Children'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-4610125155359588158</id><published>2007-10-25T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:31:25.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Moms Get Out!</title><content type='html'>You may have read this job description for mom before (from a frequently forwarded email):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;JOB DESCRIPTION:&lt;br /&gt;Long term team players needed for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment.  Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills, be willing to work variable hours which will include evenings and weekends, and frequent 24 hour shifts on call.  Some overnight travel required including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities.  Travel expenses not reimbursed.  Extensive courier duties also required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESPONSIBILITIES:&lt;br /&gt;The candidate must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5.  Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly.  Must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf.  Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets, and stuck zippers.  Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars, and coordinate production of multiple homework projects.  Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks.  Must be willing to be indispensable one minute and an embarrassment the next.  Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys and battery operated devices.  Must always hope for the best, but be prepared for the worst.  Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product. Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT &amp;amp; PROMOTION:&lt;br /&gt;Virtually none.  Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills so that those in your charge(s) can ultimately surpass you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE:&lt;br /&gt;None required.  On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAGES AND COMPENSATION:&lt;br /&gt;Get this!  You pay them!  Offering frequent raises and bonuses.  A balloon payment is due when the offspring turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent.  When you die, you give your children whatever is left.  The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENEFITS:&lt;br /&gt;While there are no health insurance, no dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays, and no stock options offered, this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth and free hugs for life &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; the candidate play her cards right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It might seem like only a person who has lost her mind would accept such a position.  Maybe so, but there are ways to keep your sanity while in the midst of such heavy responsibility.  Friends, we need them, and we need to get together with them.  For working in the house moms as well as working out of the house moms, this connection is our saving grace.   Even if all we talk about when we get together is our kids, there is just something about getting together with the girls.  It strengthens us, rejuvenates us, blesses us, informs us, and cheers us up.  We can get isolated in our homes and feel like we are the only ones experiencing the struggles of motherhood.  That idea crumbles when we hear from other moms that they are going through the same frustrations as we are.   Laughter is the best cure-all.  Some of the biggest laughs I have had have been at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bunko&lt;/span&gt; night with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, join a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bunko&lt;/span&gt; group, start a playgroup with some friends from the neighborhood, work or church or another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;organization&lt;/span&gt;, plan a girls night, join a book club, make a coffee date for Saturday morning, do something to get that time with your girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting out with the girls at least once a month (hopefully more) will help you get real!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-4610125155359588158?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4610125155359588158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=4610125155359588158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4610125155359588158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/4610125155359588158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/real-moms-get-out.html' title='Real Moms Get Out!'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8378694632978414402.post-538352258772891342</id><published>2007-10-24T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:32:03.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Real</title><content type='html'>I decided to jump in in finally start this idea that has been floating around in my head.  My hope is that Get Real Mom (GRM) will become a place for real advice from moms to moms.  It's been on my mind ever since I saw a talk show segment that featured a couple of moms who had started a business giving new moms advice.   I had a few questions after seeing that segment: 1) Why didn't I think of that? 2) When do we stop needing advice? 3) why would I pay money for advice that I get freely from my friends who have been there, done that?  So out of those questions came the idea to start a blog that is filled with practical advice for moms of all ages and stages.&lt;br /&gt;I am only 4 years into my journey as a mommy, but I certainly feel that I am an expert in those 4 years of life.  From the moment I became official (4:09 am, August 5, 2003)  my expertise grew quite rapidly.  But, I am always needing the advice of those who are ahead of me in the mommy journey.  I have found myself surrounded by other moms at various stages of mommyhood.  I value the advice of others and have found it to be priceless.  Were they ever to charge me for their advice, I certainly couldn't afford what it is worth.   But for the love of motherhood, they don't charge me for their helpful advice.&lt;br /&gt;We could look through hundreds and thousands of magazines and books to find what experts say or what companies have paid for in an effort to influence this most influential part of our society (mothers).  But the best advice comes from friends, who pass on pearls of wisdom in order to help another mom through the most important job she will ever take on.  It is free, it is wise, and it is real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8378694632978414402-538352258772891342?l=getrealmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/feeds/538352258772891342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8378694632978414402&amp;postID=538352258772891342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/538352258772891342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8378694632978414402/posts/default/538352258772891342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getrealmom.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-real.html' title='Getting Real'/><author><name>Katie (getrealmom)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863288291241288581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZzegn2YnlI/SOEX_lfdenI/AAAAAAAAABE/R_6KWYcdjs0/S220/DSC05946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
