Archive for babies

People keep…

Popping up pregnant!

Seriously! Is there something in the water? I know about six people preggers or new moms. I can’t handle all the baby-ness.

Good grief.

In other news… I think I found the seminary I want to go to.

And…

National Blog Posting Month is killing me.

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oh, my! — updated.

Today at 3:30, I have an interview about a part-time nanny position for a five month old. The mom works at my college and would be willing to work around my schedule, so it sounds like it could be a pretty good fit for my needs (and the new expenses of my big girl apartment.)

Keep your fingers crossed! I could certainly use the money.

UPDATE: Woot! I’m in. The baby is so super cute and Mom seems cool. I start on Tuesday. I’m only working 10 hours a week and the salary is pretty sweet ($100 a week.) I work three hours a day on Tuesday and Thursday and then four hours on Friday. That’s a lot of extra money per month – it’ll help greatly in… you know. Financial goals and whatnot.

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Because someone asked…

I want six kids. Three boys and three girls. I can guarentee a precise outcome because I want to adopt them all.

Names? Yes, I am that much of a geek. So, what if my future husband has an opinion? We’ll negotiate or something.

Boy Names:

Thompson Olin (Thom)
Austin Lee (Tin)
Jonathan Hiram (Jack)

Girl Names:

Montgomery Dororthy (Monty, Emery, Dottie)
Magdalene Lully (Maggie)
Beeler Ann (Bee)

I know. I’m a geek! Oh, well.

(Can you tell I’m Southern?)

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Geekdom Personified

There are many ways in which I am a geek and further ways in which I exhibit said geek behavior. But even I am beginning to admit that this current venture may just take the cake.

I have a homeschool notebook. Now, this is in addition to my new blog. Yep. I have a blog on homeschooling. But I don’t have kids! (Yet.) There’s so much information on the internets. I wanted a place to mull it over. Ponder. Discuss.

But this notebook takes things to a new level. It is a white binder, neatly labeled with a decorative sheet in the display pocket. “Homeschooling Ideas.” Fantastic. Inside, there are five tabs.

  • General articles.
  • Curriculums.
  • Inspiration.
  • Projects.
  • Trips.

The general articles are things like some of the legal aspects to homeschooling, or ideas for resources, such as various websites. Curriculums are articles about the various types of homeschooling. Inspirations are articles and blog entries that reinforce WHY I want to homeschool. Projects and trips are ideas for all sorts of things I want to do when I start homeschooling.

All neatly organized and often updated for the day that I will have babies that have heads that need filling.

Consider this Item #29583 on why I am a geek. And poke over to Sass It On Home and let me know what you think.

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Why? Why? Why, for the love of God, why?

That’s what someone asked me recently, when I told them of my desire to one day homeschool my children. “But that’s the best part of kids!” The insisted. “Sending them off to school!”

Bah. I disagree.

I have a lot of friends who are teachers, so I’m not one of these people who hates the public school system. In fact, I am a proud product of a public school and I value the experiences I gained through that. However, I want something different for my kids.

I want to infuse their lives with joy. Individuality. A framework that allows them room to be their own person but establishes the foundation for their little lives to be built upon.

If they are not morning people, then I say they shall sleep until 9:30. If they are morning people, then they can play quietly until Mommy gets up at 9:30. Okay? Great. (I know, I know. Keep dreaming.)

I was in love with history when I was a kid. But there were no “social studies” until 4th grade. So, in third grade, I took it upon myself to do a “unit” on the Civil War. That included reading books about it under my desk during “penmanship”, coloring a giant map of which states were Southern and which were Northern, and who knows what else.

I want to give my kids that. I want to take them places, show them things, watch them explore. I want to know them. Teachers are wonderful people, but I don’t think it’s fair that someone else witness some of the most important moments in my child’s life.

There’s also my faith. I don’t like to think of myself as a crazy Christian fundamentalist, and I’m not. However, I don’t want to spend hours a day unteaching things kids learn in elementary school. It’s a fine line, you know? Yes, Islam exists and we should respect other cultures, but Christ is the one true way.

The key to my philosophy, I think, is the idea of building a foundation and allowing my child to build any kind of house he or she wishes. I have a specific foundational design in mind but I don’t care what the house looks like. A science nerd? Sure. A music lover? Great. A history geek? Fantastic. But I want all my children to have sound values, solid principles, and most of all – joy.

Idealistic? Unrealistic?

I hope not.

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The curious state of children’s clothing

Does anyone remember being completely eager to be grown up enough to shop in the juniors department? I think that I was 12 or so before my mother let me shop in the Juniors section. Before that, it was the kid’s section at Wal*Mart, Lands End, and Thrift Stores. Rightly so. What 11 year old should be wearing what a 15 year old does?

None, in my opinion.

Today, I stopped by the mall to return a fancy dress, and I stopped in the kid’s department. Much to my dismay, I saw clothes that look like miniature versions of the clothes that I, a 22 year old college student, wear.

Seriously?

When did we stop dressing little girls like little girls and start dressing them like tramps? When did it become acceptable to put a 5 year old in a mini skirt and a halter top and HIGH HEELS?

What messages are we teaching our little kids when girls are sex symbols of the elementary school playground? What’s wrong with a pair of jeans and a sweater? Your child can be stylish and fun without dresing like a college freshman tramp who’s gotten drunk on freedom.

Good grief. Cover up, little one.

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