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Duck, Duck, Greyduck
You are sitting in a circle talking and playing word games when one of the boys says, "Let's play duck, duck, greyduck, or goose. Your choice. Many had heard of it and even played it before. A few had never heard of it or played it and didn't know if they wanted to participate.
By Denise E Lindquist2 months ago in Families
Parenting Tips
I raise two kids, 7 and 4. Things are going good in parenting, so let me share some tips. Time to time, I take them trash picking in the neighborhood. A trash bag and a pair of kitchen tongs. There are many ways to feel good, do good, you all. Visiting shrine is not mandatory. Something valuable for the mother Earth is very virtuous act. Agree?
By Seema Patel2 months ago in Families
I'M FINE! I'M FINE!
I’M FINE! I’M FINE! I’ll put that on his tombstone. ** To make our lives a bit easier, I keep a calendar in the kitchen with all our approaching doctor appointments. Mine are in blue and my husbands are in red. I chose this method so he could just look at the open page and know what day he needs to keep free.
By Margaret Brennan2 months ago in Families
Blame and Shame
I never thought I would ever be ashamed of my daughter. I've seldom been more wrong than I was about this. I've never been more ashamed of anything in my entire life than I currently am of her. What's the cause, aside from the blatant disrespect of her calling me a whore on social media? She convicted me and handed down a mandatory sentence without even listening to my side of the story.
By Harper Lewis 2 months ago in Families
Why I Left My Mom- Intro
Have you ever left an abuser and all of sudden, years of actions they did that always felt uncomfortable- but you didn't know why, are clear now? Like the filter has been taken off? Like you just woke up and realized everything that had been truly happening this entire time? Right in front of you?
By Melissa Leigh2 months ago in Families
My August in January
There are moments in life you know will come, yet you can’t prepare for them. Like seasons at their end, you know they come; you may even be anxious for them, but once they happen, you lament the past. You grieve what has gone by the wayside, even knowing it will return again, new.
By Alexandra Grant2 months ago in Families
The Honest Truth I Wish Someone Had Told Me
Age 5 Their grief was never yours to carry. You were a child trying to understand why people disappeared, why hearts broke, why home didn’t always feel safe. It was never your job to become the emotional caretaker for the adults around you. They were supposed to notice your tears. They were supposed to ask if you were okay.
By Emily Burkard2 months ago in Families
My Parents Have One Son to Be Proud Of, and It's Not Me
At this point, I have written many times about how I have screwed up my life over and over, and how I am still now at a point of desperation and trying to climb up hill battles to fix myself and my life. Well, I have an older brother who, of course, has made his fair share of mistakes as well. However, unlike me, he generally does everything he is meant to do and then goes beyond that a little further.
By Timothy A Rowland2 months ago in Families
I Was a Failure As a New Mom
At thirty-eight, I finally carried a baby to term. After three miscarriages, my dream came true. I owe it to some incredible physicians and to prayerful women. I held my baby in my arms the day I delivered via C-section, and I was in awe. It’s an amazing thing to hold a human being in your arms who grew inside you. I still can’t wrap my head around the concept. New Mom.
By Alexandra Grant2 months ago in Families
