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Family Activities That Adhere to CDC Guidelines
After several months of COVID-19 restrictions, families are starting to go a little stir-crazy, and parents feel that there's nothing they can do for their children. There are several activities you can do with your family to ease tension while adhering to CDC guidelines. Here are a few suggestions that will be fun for the whole family.
By Rayanne Morriss6 years ago in Families
How To Support Your Child’s Speech, Language and Communication Development
This will act as a working plan of how you can help your child’s speech, language and communication development. Children’s Communication Development Needs, 0-8 (and activities used to aid development):
By Rebecca Smith6 years ago in Families
It’s the climb
I started getting tattoos when I was 16. I am now 19 and have 6 professional tattoos and 4 stick n pokes which I did myself. The mountains here on my ankle in the picture posted was my 3rd tattoo I’ve ever gotten done. I’ve always loved tattoos and dreamt of getting them as a child. Once I hit 16, I jumped at the opportunity to start getting tatted up.
By kailey houle6 years ago in Families
Parents: Understanding the EYFS
Scope and Legal Status of the EYFS The EYFS is a mandatory comprehensive statutory framework that sets the standards for the learning, development and care of children from birth to five, impacting on childcare providers, such as: nurseries, private nurseries, schools, etc. All providers are required to use it and this allows parents to confidently place their child in a nursery of their choice.
By Rebecca Smith6 years ago in Families
Bentley Thomas
My son was born a “super premie”, and weighed only 1.8 pounds. He came at just a mere 24 weeks. It was super scary and I had no idea how to control the uncontrollable. He had to stay in the NICU for 3.5 months. He had some breathing problems at first and had to be intubated. It was hard seeing all the wires and tubes coming out of my little boy. I was extremely scared to even feed him at first. He was so small he literally got in the palm of my hand. I know people say thy a lot and may even exaggerate a little, but he was actually smaller than the inside of my palm. I was just scared to hurt him so I didn’t feed him for a couple weeks. It was scary at first but as time went on he finally came off the assisted breathing and was able to breathe on his own. No easy feat for a human this size and under this circumstance, but he did it. I was finally able to hold my baby boy and feed him. It was a relieving feeling. Everything was turning out for the better. After the 3.5 months of being in the NICU, we were finally able to take this little guy home. He had so much therapy to do the first couple of years of his life. It was just so daunting and draining. I felt bad for him having to go through everything he has gone through. Doctor appointment after doctor appointment, shot after shot, therapy after therapy. It was just so much for anyone to go through. Fast forward 6 years and other than a mild case of autism, you would have never known the complications and rough start to this little guy has had to endure through his life. He is my little fighter and if he can accomplish what he has in the span and under the circumstances that he has, anyone can do anything. I wanted to get a tattoo for him but couldn’t decide on what. I saw this Bruce lee tattoo in a magazine and I know what an amazing fighter Bruce lee was. So, I got the tattoo for my little fighter. I know my son will do great things in life and this tattoo is to remind me that if my son can do it, so can I.
By Philip Thomas6 years ago in Families
Confessions of Thief
The other day I was listening to the radio while driving when the topic of stories came up. As I listened attentively to the host's discuss the subject of "A story you like to tell that never gets old", I began to recall my own stories. Truth be told I couldn't think of anything as my morning coffee hadn't quite my insomniac brain.
By Jeremiah Rodriguez6 years ago in Families
Chiraq V
Chapter 5 By the end of the night, Big Shorty was on the block slinging crack with Jello and Al. Al was fresh out of high school and had proved to be dangerous with his hands. Al was always participating in boxing tournaments and was a rough young man with a beard that always needed trimming. Big Shorty lived with Jello and Al on most nights, but all that ended when, at about 3:00 A.M. that morning, Eddie, Big Shorty's grandfather, drove up the block in search of Big Shorty. Only one street light worked, which marked the proverty of the neighborhood. Signs posted up saying, "R.I.P.", and six-point stars were graffitied all along the sides of the touwnhouses.
By Press Release 6 years ago in Families
She is signed upon my skin, but lives within my mind and heart...
This is my first tattoo, inked on my 23-year-old skin at my local tattoo parlour in Warrnambool, Victoria, of Australia. I never cared much for tattoos growing up in my teenage years and I never planned tattoos for when I would turn eighteen. I always admired a good tattoo and the story behind it. The story coming from the person with the tattoo is what interests me the most. I definitely see that tattoos can be the initial source of expression for that story, an artistic symbol for the story that is hard to express otherwise.
By Hayden Laird6 years ago in Families
M <3
My first Tattoo is the letter M from my mom’s name Miriam, right next to a heart that was elegantly written and drawn by her. I gave her a journal to write in, you see, while she was sick. She managed to write on one whole page, the first page only. Written on that page she wrote: Her name, under that the words “My family” followed by the names of my dad, my oldest brother, mine, and my youngest sister’s neatly centered and underneath all that were the words “Love them all.”
By Becca Vega6 years ago in Families
Papa Bob and Pooh Bear
I have eight tattoos, all with some meaning. Most of them are sad. I have a rose for my estranged mother on my ribcage, a tiny R2D2 for an abusive ex (I’ve never even seen Star Wars), a skeleton bird with sunflowers marking a sad, lost, childhood that I find myself grieving over from time to time. But my favourite tattoo isn’t sad at all. Most people will see it and ask something along the lines of “Oh my gosh, is that Winnie the Pooh on your leg?” and I tell them that it is and I’ll pull my pant leg up or my sock down and give them a better look. “So cute!”, they exclaim “I used to love Winnie the Pooh!”
By Lowak Hushi6 years ago in Families
