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I am SOOOOOOOOOOOO with you. I can handle spiders, beetles, bees, etc., but roaches freak me out! I usually make my husband kill them--I think I have only killed 3--because I can't even stand to get near enough to them to do that! For the first few months after we moved here, I refused to call them roaches and called them "crickets" instead, to try to alleviate my freaked out feelings--it doesn't work. Unfortunately, a few months ago I picked up a live one thinking it was a piece of trash! I'm still not over it. I'm glad to see I'm not the only one like this!
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I just checked Ebay, and this one says it is for 1962. Is it right?
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I just spent my 5th anniversary in the ER having a miscarriage. This was my first baby. I'm a Christian and am hopeful for the future, but could use some words of encouragement right now.
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I attended public school for K-1, Christian for 2-4, public for 5-6, and Christian for 7-12 with some dual enrollment at the public school for advanced math and science. I was largely dissatisfied with the education I received, even as a 12-year-old child! Since I was academically gifted, I was used as a teacher's aide most of the time as I had already mastered the material in being presented in class. Most of my real education came from the extensive reading I did during school hours after I finished the inane worksheets, after school when I hung out at the library, and late at night when I devoured books by lamplight. I knew how to play the games to get through school (though I was bored silly), but I wanted something more!
Had I known about homeschooling at the time, I would have begged my parents to do it! My mom is a Christian school teacher herself, and it wasn't on her radar either. It wasn't until age 18 when I went to college that I met homeschoolers and decided that I would definitely be teaching/guiding my own kids at home! My best friend and I (who had gone to public school exclusively) did extensive research on homeschooling, and I started frequenting homeschooling message boards. I was a source of great amusement to my peers, who thought I was strange for thinking about stuff like that so early! I have always been a "planner", so it was natural for me to start planning for my future kids' education.
Fortunately, I met a like-minded man. He attended public school exclusively, and was extremely gifted. Unlike me, he refused to jump through the insipid hoops and thus wasn't well-liked by his teachers. He was much too active, sarcastic, and down-right creative for their mold. He embraces the idea of homeschooling enthusiastically.
Even my mom has come to agree that I should homeschool! She was dubious at first, but since I've been planning and talking about it for 8 years now, I've won her over. I'm now 10 weeks pregnant w/our 1st child, and won't have to convince her that I won't be warping my kid when I don't turn him/her over to the state at age 5. Now I just have to convince my in laws!:glare: Or not, since we don't care what they think!
I've been teaching jr. high math this last year at a Christian school (my degree is in accounting), and it has definitely reinforced my decision to avoid institutional school. I thought it was hard stomaching this as a student, but it's even worse as a teacher because I agonize about how much better things could be for a lot of these kids if they learned at home! I am often frustrated with the limitations of compartmentalized 45 min. subjects and having to teach to the middle of the class with a bit of differentiation to keep the outliers challenged or get them through.
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When I'm feeling down about my body, I take hubby to bed. He's never rejected that yet! I know he prefers what's "his" to what's "perfect" and I bet most men are the same. Ditto Adie, he loves you, is committed to you, and that trumps any fleeting moments he'll spend around others.
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I have bizarre and vivid dreams regularly, so I just pick one particularly memorable one!
When I was in college, I dreamed that my 5th grade classroom (portable building) was now on my college campus where the gym was. The classroom was full of water, and I was swimming in it along w/my 5 grade teacher, classmates from college, and other random people I knew from my life. The desks were floating, and even though the doors were open the water level stayed the same even though there was no water outside! My sister was swimming next to me, and whining that I wasn't grateful enough for the chocolate-covered strawberries she made me! Talk about wacky--but this is a "normal" one for me!
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My dad was in the Air Force until I was 14, so we lived lots of places! Not that I've "settled down" since marriage, either.
Childhood:
Tacoma, Washington (birth-2)
Rantoul, Illinois (2-3)
Las Vegas, Nevada (3-5)
Kadena, Okinawa Japan (5-7)
North Highlands, CA (7-10)
Mountain Home, ID (Dad retired here (10-18)
Adulthood:
Santa Clarita, CA (college)
Valencia, CA (1st year of marriage)
Moscow, ID (2nd-3rd years of marriage)
Ridgecrest, CA (4th year-present)
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That's very similar to what I was going to say. It looks like what I was writing in 2nd grade, but I was considered advanced.
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When I was 18 mo., I called my grandmas "Rack-ack" and my great-grandmas "Mac-ack". I even kept the terms straight for the two generations on both sides of the family! My dad's mom didn't find this as cute as the others did, so when my mom was on the phone for an hour with my dad who was on TDY, she took me into the bathroom, sat me on the counter, and taught me to say grandma! However, when my younger sister called her "Bom-bom" it was suddenly adorable!
Until she was about 10, my sister would accidentally called mashed potatoes "smashed potatoes" and then hotly defend her choice of words when teased about it.
The best one is that when my sister was 6, she was asked what she wanted to be when she grew up. Her response was a "beauty parlor." At 24 she still hasn't lived that one down.
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Oh wait, I do remember one thing. No one actually told me this--I thought I "figured it out" myself!
When I was 6, I told my 4 year old sister that she would not be able to breastfeed her babies because her nipples were pushed in and the milk wouldn't be able to come out the middle like it needed to. When my sister asked my mom and she explained how it worked in more detail, I said, "I know" was so embarrassed that I denied having said that at all.
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Well, I was a born skeptic with a rarely-serious father, so I can't think of a single silly thing I actually believed! Though my mom says that when I was 3-4, I used to come to her constantly after talking to my dad and verify whether he was telling me the truth, even about real things! She had a talk with him because she was worried that I would grow up not knowing when to trust him!
Here are a few from my friends/family!
1. My 12-year-old friend Rachel had been told by her aunt that if you swallowed your gum, it made your butt crack stick together and you would have problems using the restroom. She seriously believed this, despite my efforts to persuade her otherwise!
2. When my mom was 10, she stayed in her first hotel while on a trip to Disneyland with her aunt and uncle. Uncle Richard told her that it was her job to make all the beds in the two rooms. My mom did this without questioning until her aunt took pity on her the 3rd day and blew the joke.
3. When I was 4, my dad TRIED to get me to believe that our garage door was named George, and the only way it would open as we arrived home was to ask, "George, please let us in." I didn't believe him, but he kept trying to convince me until I caught him pushing the remote button!
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A cute thing I've done before is to give the graduate $20.08 for graduating in 2008. I got this idea from someone else a few years ago.
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When my sister was 12 and I was 14, she was very self conscious about the fact that she hadn't had a growth spurt yet and her figure still looked childlike. She was not even chubby, just normal pre-adolescent shape. Our pastor's uber-popular 20-year-old daughter was visiting from college, and said to me (in hearing of 3 other teens who blabbed to my sister), "Well, your sister sure is a dumpy thing!" I gave her a piece of my mind! She had sought me out when I was 12 because I was smart and she thought I would be good to "groom" to take over her position as "queen bee" when she graduated high school, but I saw her shallowness and grew to despise her. I later learned that at least one family had decided not to join our church because she made fun of their daughter's weight repeatedly. What I find ironic is that about a year after she mocked my sister, she gained about 15 pounds because she was working and not playing sports anymore. I managed to bite my tongue when I saw her, but boy was I tempted!
When I was 13, I was feeling ill at school and went to the kitchen to get a cup of ice water. My mom (also my teacher) came into the kitchen and was discussed taking me home. Another mom turned to me and said, "You feel like cr*p, huh?" My mom gently reminded her that we don't use that language at our Christian school. When my mom left the room, the woman turned to me and flared, "Well, we all know what kind of language YOU use when your mom isn't around." This hurt so much at the time because it was a complete lie, and injustice made me madder than anything! I realized later that she was just embarrassed and took it out on me, but it wounded me horribly to think that someone thought ill of me when I didn't deserve it!
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I would without a second thought. Of course this is purely academic in my case, as my MIL wears a D cup and I am still a 34A! I don't see the big deal--the sports bras are completely washable and free! While I wouldn't buy/wear used panties, I don't have a problem with bras.
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Oh yeah--another great thing about Idaho. The state MUST let private aand home schooled students take the state achievement test at no cost!
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The Idaho state legislature allows for "dual enrollment" for students in private or home schools. Each district has different policies for courseload.
I went to a tiny private school (8-22 students per year!). I played basketball in 8th grade and soccer in 12th grade for the public school. I also took Trig/Pre-Calc, Chemistry, Accounting, Calculus, and AP Chemistry my jr. and sr. year. My school district (Mountain Home, ID) had no minimum or maximum credit loads--the only stipulations were that I had the lowest priority for signing up, so if a class was full I was out of luck, and I had to score in the 50th percentile to play sports.
The principal LOVED having students from my school and home schooled students. He said he wished he could have us full time because we were hard workers and great contributers to a positive school atmosphere.
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Andy is short for Andrea (though no one ever called me that! My real nicknames were Andrew, Shoes, Danger, , etc.)
Joy is my middle name.
Thus, AndyJoy.
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I don't have an exact due date yet but I'm about 7 weeks along with my first! I'm due sometime late in December.
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My uncle "Butch" is named George Marion. It's a good thing he was a boy, because all the relatives called him "Butch" while my grandma was pregnant, and they obviously couldn't have known the gender of an unborn baby in 1949!
My great-grandma Mary Flora was nicknamed "Bobbie" in the 1920's by her husband because she had her hair cut into a "racy" bob cut during a bout of scarlet fever. The name caught on with all her friends, and for the rest of her life she was Bobbie. She always knew that it was a telemarketer on the phone when they asked for Mary! When my mom started school, she was living with her grandmother. When the school secretary asked for my mother's guardian, she responded "Grandma Bobbie." The secretary insisted that "No one is named Bobbie--her real name must be Barbara and you just don't know it!" She wrote down "Barbara" as my mom's guardian despite my mom's protesting.
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We sang this as:
Ice cream, soda pop, cherry on top. (like an old-fashioned float)
Who's your boyfriend? I forgot.
A...B...C...
Then the other girls would decide who your "boyfriend" was based on the letter on which you stopped.
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I would definitely call and complain. I worked in the fabric dept. at Wal-Mart, and my coworkers and I were very careful not to discuss personal matters or work complaints in front of customers. While on the clock, we were there to serve the customer, not ourselves. This involves not only being helpful, but also being cheerful so that we don't drag anyone else down. That woman was totally unprofessional and is giving the company and the other employees a bad name.
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I was 11 and didn't necessarily NEED one, but I noticed most the other girls had them so I asked. Though I had a "training bra", I ended up wearing camisoles/undershirts because they were more comfortable. I think I was almost 13 before I regularly wore an actual bra, but I was a late developer and am still "un-endowed."
Unfortunately, my best friend's mom was freaked out about her growing up, and wouldn't let her shave her very hairy legs or "mustache" or wear a bra even though the need was noticeable and both boys and girls teased her. My mom finally managed to persuade her after about 6 mo. that she needed to help her daughter out!
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Others have already mentioned stick horses, but I wanted to let you know that if you have Dollar Tree in your area, they have stick horses right now! At that price, you could probably get each guest one!
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Ever since I was a teen I've hated the look of traditional yellow gold with my skin tone, though it looks great on my mom. I always wore silver jewelry as a teen. Thus, when we were ring shopping, I was delighted to discover the existence of "white gold" since platinum was definitely out of our price range. I've never regretted it! We're celebrating 5 years in June.
What am I dealing with here?
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Your son sounds a lot like my husband! He is mildly dyslexic and didn't read until age 6 1/2, but by 8 was reading the LOTR books and getting in trouble at at school for not wanting to read 3rd grade level books.
Some things that I've learned from my husband's childhood that were useful for him were:
1. learning to play an instrument--this was both humbling, and an emotional release
2. meaningful acceleration--my husband attended public school but his parents were able to work the system to get him into college calculus at age 15. He was a "troublemaker" in the eyes of most teachers, because he was bored out of his mind and thus commonly slept or skipped class but aced tests (which he probably could have done on day one if given the chance)
3. team sports--another outlet for excess energy and a chance to just be "one of the guys", not the crazy smart kid
4. academic competitions--bridge building contests, Battle of the Books, math olympics, Odyssey of the Mind, etc. Though he usually did well, these contests reminded him that there were other bright people out there. This is both humbling and encouraging for a gifted kid. My husband yearned to leave his small town for college where he had hope of meeting someone on his level intellectually.
5. physical projects--my husband always had some craft, project, broken machine, random parts, etc. in the works. He enjoyed struggling with something that didn't necessary have a single solution like memorizing a fact. Not surprisingly, he is now a research engineer. We looked hard for a job for him, because most entry-level engineering jobs were "cog-in-the-wheel" jobs, not truly cutting edge.
6. volunteer opportunities--he developed more compassion and was more humble when he got outside of the constant academic environment and served others. As a child/teen he worked for Habitat for Humanity, played board games with senior citizens, participated in the junior police program, taught Sunday School/AWANA, started a community bicycle program, volunteered at a homeless shelter, etc.
Hopefully something here is helpful.
Andrea