On Wednesday nights, the kids go to Royal Rangers, which is kind of like the faith-based version of Boy Scouts. It’s a really cute program . . . they work on different character traits each week, and then they can earn a badge that can be sewn onto their vest. Or, if your mom is really busy lazy, that badge can be stapled on to the vest, because, seriously, who has time to sew? India loves Royal Rangers, but she confuses the vest and the badge, and a few weeks ago she was . . .
the psychological impacts of abandonment
I’ve been wanting to post my notes from the workshop I did at The Idea Camp, but I’ve struggled with how to present it, because it really was more of a conversation. What I’m sharing below is really just an outline – there was so much more meat in the discussion that took place in that room full of people who cared passionately and deeply about these issues. But here is a general overview of what what discussed in relation to the psychological ramifications for orphaned children: . . .
the way of the ipad
We’ve gone the way of the ipad. We held fast for about a week, giving strict instruction that the kids were not to touch the shiny new device. But we caved pretty quickly. Oh, I have such mixed feelings about technology. It is truly amazing to see how my kids can learn and create on this device. We have been working on letters with Kembe for the past year, and he has also been in preschool for a year. But no matter how much repetition , he just could not grasp the concept of . . .
movies, plays, and plays about movies
I’m generally not a fan of musical adaptations of movies, but I saw two this week that were pretty good. First, I got the chance to see Little Miss Sunshine at the La Jolla Playhouse. I really loved this movie, so the fact that I loved it even more when it included people breaking into spontaneous song is probably not a surprise to anyone. You can read my full review here. I also took the kids to see Star Wars: The Musical. I didn’t even know there was such a . . .
that’s what SHE said
Here are some things I enjoyed reading in the past few weeks. Click the titles to read the whole post. All the baby mama deets and drama. on pregnancy after multiple losses, from Joy’s Hope “I look through pregnancy with a dark and shattered lens now. One that I wish I never knew. I am much older, much sicker and much more fearful than I was nine years ago. But somehow, I carry on. Through the crazy. Through the trials. Through the . . .
what I want you to know: adoption and assumptions
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post is by Kathryn. What I want you to know is that I’m tired of the assumptions people often make about us as a transracial adoptive family and the choices that we’ve made. Mainly, I’m tired of . . .
things that are both helpful and offensive
1. The other day, Mark was sitting at his new ipad, asking me some curious questions about my monthly cycle because he had downloaded an app to track my periods. (At least it wasn’t this one?) 2. Yesterday, this magazine came in the mail. I DID NOT ORDER IT, and have no idea who did. Is someone trying to send me a message? 3. Also, on my twitter sidebar, twitter recommends that I would enjoy reading the updates of the following two people: I’m not sure what any of this says . . .
the bachelor cycle of shame
I want to talk for a minute about how I went from despising the show The Bachelor, to last night lying awake in concern over the fate of Brad and Emily’s relationship. First of all, every season I vow to stop watching this show. I find the whole premise skeevy, especially the inevitable fantasy suite date where the bachelor spends the night with three different women in some attempt to kick the tires before he buys test the limits of a 10-day dose of zythromax get to know the women . . .
the orange bandit
My kids love those California Cuties oranges. Or tangerines? Whatever they are . . . we love them. I am kind of stingy with the snacking schedule around here, but the kids are allowed to eat fresh fruit whenever they want. So they are grabbing these oranges all day. Eating oranges and dressing up in costumes. It’s what we do. Karis likes the oranges, too. But more than eating oranges, she loves to master a task that her older siblings can do. She . . .
what I want you to know: parental rights, human rights, and foster care
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. The following post is by Campbell, who blogs at The Percolated Paradox. Campbell aged out of the fostercare sytem and is a passionate writer on the subject. I hope you will take the time to read this post . . .
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