<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633</id><updated>2012-01-27T13:18:17.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruwe Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>599</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2057351399326616552</id><published>2012-01-26T09:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:53:25.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today feels like Saturday, even though it is only Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had AWANA last night, so we got to bed late and therefore, we slept in today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt took today off of work, so he helped get the kids up and when he helps gets the kids up, then I can stay in bed! I think I was the last one up today at about 8:45 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all move downstairs for breakfast and now it's almost 10 am and still nobody is ready for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok though, we're not in a hurry. We have to get some school done with Megan and she has dance at 4:15. I can also finish school tomorrow if I need to, I only have lesson plans for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been having a reading lesson with Courtney everyday and I think she's getting it! We have been working on sounding out words and she is starting to recognize words, we're so proud of her! I think once she builds some confidence, she'll take off reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the weekend in sight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2057351399326616552?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2057351399326616552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/feels-like-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2057351399326616552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2057351399326616552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/feels-like-saturday.html' title='Feels like Saturday'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1423507286461856520</id><published>2012-01-25T08:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T09:01:15.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajama Day at Preschool</title><content type='html'>This week is very busy at preschool. On Monday, Courtney had a field trip to PE 101, today is pajama day, and on Friday, Courtney gets to bring snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Courtney put her pajamas on to go to bed and she told us that she was going to wear the same ones to preschool today. I thought she needed to change them in the morning! So this morning came and she kept them on, so I didn't fight her on it. I have been noticing though that these particular pajamas are getting too small on her lately. She was sitting on the floor in her playroom playing legos before she left and I said, "Courtney, I really think you should change pajamas, those are just too small." Do you know how much of an ordeal it is to find a pair of pajamas that fit AND appropriate for winter time? She tried on a pair with penguins, those were too big, she has a flannal nightgown that she wears all the time, but then she had nothing on her legs, she finally settled on a pink pair of footies, but of course, the feet didn't fit her right, but too bad, get in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say though that she was pretty excited about taking her purple blanket with her to preschool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1423507286461856520?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1423507286461856520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/pajama-day-at-preschool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1423507286461856520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1423507286461856520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/pajama-day-at-preschool.html' title='Pajama Day at Preschool'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-144063939432366095</id><published>2012-01-23T19:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:25:19.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruwe Taxi Service</title><content type='html'>Today I felt that I should just put a sign on top of my car that says, "Ruwe Taxi Service."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take Megan to art class, take Courtney to her field trip at PE 101, go back and get Megan from school, and then go back and pick Courtney up from her field trip.  Ugh. I think I drove up and down Dodge Street four times within an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I don't have to take kids to school and then pick them up everyday, I really feel sorry for those parents that do, especially those with little kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-144063939432366095?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/144063939432366095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/ruwe-taxi-service.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/144063939432366095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/144063939432366095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/ruwe-taxi-service.html' title='Ruwe Taxi Service'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1127117012537248322</id><published>2012-01-22T14:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:37:46.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School Vouchers or not?</title><content type='html'>I just read an article about a homeschooling family who wants their daughter to participate in band at the middle school level. The way I understand it is that the daughter can participate in it as a class, but not in any of the extra-curricular aspects of the class (band concerts, contests). The school policy is that students must take at least 4 classes or be a part-time student in order to participate in extra-curricular activities (sports, clubs, etc.) But band is a class AND an extra-curricular activity, so it's not so clear. This is where the parents are fighting the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got Matt and I thinking- is this right?? As a fellow homeschooler, I knew that we were allowed to take classes at the schools and at the beginning of the school year, I asked Megan's elementary school about taking art class and her school said it was alright. She takes art class every Monday. We are paying taxes, right? I'm not sure about the policy if she would like to participate in an after-school club though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt thinks that we should be able to participate in anything we want at school since we pay taxes and the taxes go for the school. Or should the schools be able to limit the parents on what the kids can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brought on another conversation- school vouchers. This is where you get money in form of a voucher (the tax money you paid that would usually go to the public school) and you can use it wherever you wanted for education. In our case, we would get the voucher in the amount of the taxes we paid and we can put it towards homeschool curriculum. Other students who attend private schools could take this money and apply it towards tuition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely support school vouchers. At this moment, we are paying taxes but getting nothing in return (except Megan's art class). All our money is going to educate everybody else's kids PLUS we have to spend more money on homeschool curriculum. Some parents pay taxes PLUS tuition for private school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Do you favor school vouchers? Would our public school system fall apart if we gave the power back to the parents? What would happen if all homeschoolers and private school chidren went back to public school? Would there be enough money to educate everybody? There doesn't seem to be enough the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, what if everybody homeschooled? I know this is not possible, but imagine how we could help society. I read somewhere that it costs over $10,000 a year to educate one student in the public school system and this is with about twenty kids to a class. I paid about $300 for homeschool curriculum and have one student in my class. :) Wow, that is a savings of $9700 per student! We would save so much money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody have any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1127117012537248322?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1127117012537248322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/school-vouchers-or-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1127117012537248322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1127117012537248322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/school-vouchers-or-not.html' title='School Vouchers or not?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2518385592738251548</id><published>2012-01-21T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:58:17.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Railing on or railing off?</title><content type='html'>When we cleaned bedrooms today, we took the sheets off the girls' beds and put new ones on. This is always an ordeal with Megan's bed because she still has her bed railing on. The last time it was off was the night she fell and broke her arm. After that, I have always teased her that she's going to keep it on her bed until she was 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had it off today and we had new sheets on her bed, it looked so nice! Matt came in and said, "You know Megan, you're old enough, you don't need to have your railing on anymore." This kind of took me off guard! Megan wasn't so sure about it, about 5 minutes earlier, she told me she likes her railing on because she likes to put her books against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was still off tonight when she went to bed, she told me she didn't want it on and promised me she wouldn't fall out! I said good night and started to walk out the door when I heard, "Mom, I want my railing back on." Ok, no problems there! I got it and put it back on. I really think it might be hard for her to give up. She's had that railing on since she's had that bed, I think she got it when she was 2 1/2 years old. I think it's a sense of security for her. It certainly gives me less to worry about tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2518385592738251548?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2518385592738251548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/railing-on-or-railing-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2518385592738251548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2518385592738251548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/railing-on-or-railing-off.html' title='Railing on or railing off?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2927985050232673202</id><published>2012-01-21T15:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:52:16.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mess-maker</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, we are cleaning bedrooms again. This is quite the ordeal for Courtney because her middle name is disaster. About once a month, I have to clean out her bed, from behind, beside, and under her bed, clean out her dresser drawers, pull everything from under the dresser, and clean out her closet. It is amazing what I find. I put everything in the middle of the floor and she puts it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Matt came up to see our progress and the following conversation took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- You know Courtney, if you didn't make such a big mess to start with, you wouldn't have such a big mess to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney- I can't help that I am a mess-maker, that is how God made me. (said in a very cute, innocent tone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2927985050232673202?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2927985050232673202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/mess-maker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2927985050232673202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2927985050232673202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/mess-maker.html' title='Mess-maker'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-216338368939331137</id><published>2012-01-20T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:08:27.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Courtney Quote</title><content type='html'>We were up the hospital tonight seeing JoDee's new baby and Courtney and the nurse were having a little conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n- nurse c- courtney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: Hello, how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;C: 5&lt;br /&gt;N: Do you go to school or are you in preschool?&lt;br /&gt;C: I go to preschool and I am &lt;em&gt;kind of&lt;/em&gt; homeschooled.&lt;br /&gt;N: Kind of homeschooled?&lt;br /&gt;C: Yes and my sister is &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; homeschooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was probably more to the whole conversation, but I just recall this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody around Courtney just laughed, it was such a good way of putting it! It was one of those "You just had to be there moments" to hear the tone of Courtney's voice. She cracks me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-216338368939331137?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/216338368939331137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-courtney-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/216338368939331137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/216338368939331137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-courtney-quote.html' title='Another Courtney Quote'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4328431951237361575</id><published>2012-01-18T13:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:18:36.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantry is stocked again!</title><content type='html'>I spent the entire time this morning getting groceries. You know it's bad when your husband says, "When are you going to buy us some more food again? I am tired of eating toast for breakfast." I had planned on going out today anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Megan and Christian with me this morning while Courtney was in preschool.  Somewhere in the middle of the store, Megan says, "Mom, why don't we eat everything in our pantry before we get groceries again? We always keep buying more."  Maybe we should Megan, but stuff is also on sale this week! We can't turn down a good bargain, can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were leaving Sam's and the lady who was at the door looked at Megan and said, "No school today...or are you homeschooled?" Megan responded with, "I am homeschooled." The lady, Marcey, said, "Good for you." I responded, "Yes, I enjoy having her home, I feel like I can actually raise her myself."  She just smiled.  Ah, that is sometimes all I need to keep going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, I should get started. I didn't think groceries would take all morning, I thought we would get some groceries and then come home, do some school,have lunch, and then finish it this afternoon. But it didn't work that way and I should've known better.  Now we get to do school all afternoon. :) AWANA is tonight, so I better get busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4328431951237361575?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4328431951237361575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/pantry-is-stocked-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4328431951237361575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4328431951237361575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/pantry-is-stocked-again.html' title='Pantry is stocked again!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6986868210757832943</id><published>2012-01-17T21:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:48:01.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Girl Scout Cookies?</title><content type='html'>What? We aren't buying girl scout cookies this year? Nope, we're not. And for good reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out after Megan's kindergarten year, when we allowed her to participate in Girl Scouts, that it was not the kind of association we wanted ourselves or our daughter to participate it any longer. We did not want any more of our money going to such a organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because they support actions that are anti-Christian, such as abortion and Planned Parenthood. It is a very liberal organization that has ideas that we do not agree with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I have a policy that we cannot give money to any organizations that promote ideas that go AGAINST what we are trying to uphold in our family. We cannot support an organization that lets high schoolers hand out Planned Parenthood brochures (the biggest provider of abortions in our country). We cannot support an organization with the saying, "All I really needed to know about being a lesbian I learned at Girl Scout camp." These are just a few of the examples that we have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this article tonight in an email and I am posting it for further reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2012/jan/16/say-no-to-girl-scout-cookies/"&gt;http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2012/jan/16/say-no-to-girl-scout-cookies/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only my personal opinion, please don't take it personally if your daughter is in girl scouts and you support this organization. It is for your family to decide. It is just not for our family anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6986868210757832943?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6986868210757832943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-girl-scout-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6986868210757832943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6986868210757832943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-girl-scout-cookies.html' title='No Girl Scout Cookies?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4130968278687653848</id><published>2012-01-17T12:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:15:57.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How long can we go...</title><content type='html'>without getting groceries? Hmmm...I guess when there really is NO food in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4130968278687653848?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4130968278687653848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-long-can-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4130968278687653848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4130968278687653848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-long-can-we-go.html' title='How long can we go...'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4022595922182133741</id><published>2012-01-16T09:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:18:11.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought on homeschooling</title><content type='html'>Somebody sent me this link to an article about homeschooling, it definitely gives you something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mises.org/daily/5866/In-Praise-of-Homeschools?mid=57"&gt;http://mises.org/daily/5866/In-Praise-of-Homeschools?mid=57&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it if you get a chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4022595922182133741?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4022595922182133741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-thought-on-homeschooling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4022595922182133741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4022595922182133741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-thought-on-homeschooling.html' title='Just a thought on homeschooling'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5165742759312449324</id><published>2012-01-15T13:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T13:35:30.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Again!</title><content type='html'>Christian has been growing up a little bit more lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I need to pack away his 18 month onesies, he wore those since last summer. We still fit in 24 month size, but maybe not for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Size 18 month pants are getting too short. This would include his overalls...no more wearing those to the farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  His socks are getting too small and I may even need to buy him new tennis shoes to finish out the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. His 18 month sweatshirt (winter coat) is getting too small too. Good thing we have a 2T stored away. It's a little big, but it will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 18 month shirts are too little too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fun side, he adding more words to his vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new word is "sisters". You point to Megan's shoes (or anything that belongs to Megan or Courtney) and you say, "Whose are these?" and he replies, "sisters!" I love it!  I have also heard him saying "Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play "Whose is that?" a lot around here. He can respond with "dadas", "mamas", "sisters",  "Dell," or "Christian's".  He knows whose stuff is whose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite word though is "horses," he can't say the r, it's just very cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, he is also very good at helping around the house. He will throw things away for you, pick up his toys, put his shoes away, and even unload the dishwasher! Yesterday, he took everything out of the dishwasher (with supervision, of course) and he knew where it all went! He even reached up to the silverware drawer to put the spoons away! Smart kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is just a story of Courtney's compassion for her little brother-&lt;br /&gt;This morning Matt had gotten him out of bed and put him in his chair to eat breakfast, but kind of got distracted by video games. Well, Courtney was in the kitchen with him and saw that he was hungry. I guess she asked him what he wanted and said, "pear" (which I believe), so Courtney went to the fridge, got a pear out, CUT it up for him, and gave it to him.  All the while Matt wasn't paying any attention to what was going on. :)  I just love it that Courtney loves him so much that she is willing to feed her brother breakfast! She just took it upon herself to make sure he was taken care of.  Have I ever said that I love her servants heart??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5165742759312449324?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5165742759312449324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/growing-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5165742759312449324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5165742759312449324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/growing-again.html' title='Growing Again!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-644616706391948768</id><published>2012-01-14T13:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T13:25:47.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming All Afternoon!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we met up with a homeschool group! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second Friday of the month, they go swimming at the Valley YMCA in the afternoon for $1! I knew of some other friends that were going, so I said we would go along too. Christian's nap can wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After missing the exit and turning around, we finally got there!  They opened the pool at 1:30 and the kids jumped right in.  It was a zero-entry pool with a slide for the bigger kids and a slide for the younger kids. Megan had to take a swimming test so she could be in the deep end, but that was no problem. Actually they required her to swim the front crawl to the other end and back, but she's still learning her front crawl, so she tried her best.  She did backstroke on the way back.  I tried to tell the lifeguard that she is great in deep water, but she had to pass the test anyway, which is fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney, Christian, and I stayed in the shallow end while Megan took off with some of her friends for the deep end.  They had a blast!  I felt much better about her down there since there was a lifeguard there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had restbreaks every hour and about 3:15 or so, Courtney was done. Christian was acting pretty tired, so I went and changed us 3. We then sat on a bench and had a snack and of course, continued to talk to the other moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4:15, they had another restbreak and I decided it was time to go! I couldn't believe we had swam for almost 3 hours. I barely saw Megan the entire time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and changed and pulled out of the parking lot at 4:45! We will definitely be going next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-644616706391948768?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/644616706391948768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/swimming-all-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/644616706391948768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/644616706391948768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/swimming-all-afternoon.html' title='Swimming All Afternoon!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1751537099274587585</id><published>2012-01-13T10:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T13:19:07.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>done for the semester</title><content type='html'>it is 10:45 am and we just finished school, yay for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just finished week 18 in our core subjects in Sonlight and lesson 80 in math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan also finished her manuscript portion of her handwriting book, so we are onto cursive next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are halfway done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just to make everything clear, we have 36 weeks worth of lessons in Sonlight and 160 lessons in math).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1751537099274587585?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1751537099274587585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/done-for-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1751537099274587585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1751537099274587585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/done-for-semester.html' title='done for the semester'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8140114439694023890</id><published>2012-01-11T15:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:25:14.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You couldn't smile?</title><content type='html'>Courtney was looking through my wallet today and saw my driver's license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, why aren't you smiling?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied, "Because I was pregnant with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You couldn't smile?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney makes me laugh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3898019993855384619</id><published>2012-01-11T14:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:30:18.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer!</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have added a time during school for prayer requests, answered prayers, and praises. I would really like to get Megan into this habit of turning to God for her needs and also acknowledging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she came into the kitchen and said, "Mom, God answered my prayers, it's snowing!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been praying for the snow the last couple of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3898019993855384619?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3898019993855384619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/answered-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3898019993855384619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3898019993855384619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/answered-prayer.html' title='Answered Prayer!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-454370103788255411</id><published>2012-01-11T13:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:27:40.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are done at 1:15!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I have never been done with school by 1:15 before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked all morning and started again right after lunch. There just always seems to be so much to do! It doesn't help that we had to finish language arts from yesterday and we read a chapter ahead in our readers. Or looked up the Santa Sophia church in Istanbul because it was built in the 500's. (we are finally done with the Roman empire in history, onto the Byzantine empire!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to get it done as early as possible. I have a kitchen to clean, get some sanity to back, a boy to put down for a nap, and a meal to make. Plus AWANA tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done, I told Megan to go play with her sister nicely until 5:30. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should put Christian down and enjoy my peace and quiet!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-454370103788255411?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/454370103788255411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-done-at-115.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/454370103788255411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/454370103788255411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-done-at-115.html' title='We are done at 1:15!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8030778687903700833</id><published>2012-01-11T07:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T07:17:31.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldn't we all do this??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLB-XmSrkH0/Tw2L26SQyWI/AAAAAAAAAvI/h8Ing9muL44/s1600/403095_10150584117464813_744434812_10935071_30272255_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696362879168596322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLB-XmSrkH0/Tw2L26SQyWI/AAAAAAAAAvI/h8Ing9muL44/s200/403095_10150584117464813_744434812_10935071_30272255_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8030778687903700833?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8030778687903700833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/shouldnt-we-all-do-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8030778687903700833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8030778687903700833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/shouldnt-we-all-do-this.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t we all do this??'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLB-XmSrkH0/Tw2L26SQyWI/AAAAAAAAAvI/h8Ing9muL44/s72-c/403095_10150584117464813_744434812_10935071_30272255_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8624104887363797010</id><published>2012-01-10T21:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:37:46.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned Today</title><content type='html'>Today did not go exactly as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought was to&lt;br /&gt;A. Get school stared by about 9-9:15 am&lt;br /&gt;B. Finish school by 11:30&lt;br /&gt;C. Eat Lunch&lt;br /&gt;D. Head out the door about 12:40 for Prarie Life PE Class&lt;br /&gt;E. Come home about 2:15&lt;br /&gt;F. Put Christian down for a nap&lt;br /&gt;G. Enjoy the afternoon to myself and let the girls play!!!&lt;br /&gt;H. Clean the house a little bit&lt;br /&gt;I. Supper about 6&lt;br /&gt;J. Give piano lessons at 7&lt;br /&gt;K. Kids to bed at 8:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;A. Woke up at 4:44, right when Matt got up to get his day started. Stayed in bed until 7:15 or so.&lt;br /&gt;B. Got girls up, got them breakfast, they were dressed and ready to start school by 9:15! (Yay me!)&lt;br /&gt;C. Problem!! Megan does not have her homework done.&lt;br /&gt;Megan works on homework until 10:15 while I work with Courtney on her reading lessons.&lt;br /&gt;D. 10:15 Finally start school with Megan. We do history, readers, and read aloud. Now it is about 11:15, so we get out our AWANA books. We review both girls' verses and then I continue on to teach Megan a second verse. She didn't want any part of learning another verse, so we had a fit. :( At one point, she locked herself in the bathroom saying, "I don't WANT to learn another verse!!" Well, since you are having a fit, you are going to! So she did.&lt;br /&gt;E. Lunch at 12, out the door by 12:40 for PE class. School is not even halfway done. :(&lt;br /&gt;Christian falls asleep in the car on the way to PE class. Once we get there, he sleeps in my arms for 10 minutes, wakes up, and I put him in childcare. This was his nap for the day.&lt;br /&gt;F. PE class went well, we decided to make a quick stop at the library afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Home about 3:30.&lt;br /&gt;G. Girls read books, kids get snacks, and 4 pm, I called my mom...for 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;H. About 5 pm, decide to clean the piano and living room for piano lessons. The girls vaccuumed- it was great!&lt;br /&gt;I. 5:30 pm, sit down and try to finish school. We started with health, Bible, language arts, math. I actually skipped some of language arts because I didn't feel we had enough time to do justice.&lt;br /&gt;J. 6:20 Sit down and eat supper&lt;br /&gt;K. 7 pm Piano lessons&lt;br /&gt;L. 8:30 Bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans and what actually happened are completely opposite. I didn't get one moment to myself, to sit down and put my feet up with nobody bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lesson I learned today though that I would've had time this afternoon IF Megan would've had her homework done this morning. She spent about an hour doing homework, if that was done, we probably could've gotten school done this morning and we could've all had some free time this afternoon. New rule for the Ruwe house- Homework will be done before you go to sleep at night!! My sanity depends on it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8624104887363797010?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8624104887363797010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/lesson-learned-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8624104887363797010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8624104887363797010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/lesson-learned-today.html' title='Lesson Learned Today'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-113264939136564624</id><published>2012-01-09T07:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:18:39.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cow's Milk is bad for humans?</title><content type='html'>Anybody ever heard of this before?? I got into a conversation with my chiropractor the other day how dairy products are more harmful to us than good. I have actually taken all dairy products out of my diet and I am feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts out there? Are we really damaging ourselves more than doing us good??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.waoy.org/9.html"&gt;http://www.waoy.org/9.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-113264939136564624?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/113264939136564624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/cows-milk-is-bad-for-humans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/113264939136564624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/113264939136564624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/cows-milk-is-bad-for-humans.html' title='Cow&apos;s Milk is bad for humans?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4596969819091776163</id><published>2012-01-08T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:25:51.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your hair is not your napkin!</title><content type='html'>I am writing this post out of frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Christian think his hair is a napkin?? Whenever he is done eating, he takes his hands and rubs them through his hair. Sometimes I catch him, but tonight I didn't! Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I try to feed him things that are plain and simple that he can't get in his hair, but tonight he was eating pork n beans, those don't just brush off like bread crumbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means a bath. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4596969819091776163?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4596969819091776163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-hair-is-not-your-napkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4596969819091776163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4596969819091776163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-hair-is-not-your-napkin.html' title='Your hair is not your napkin!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5647572342659056135</id><published>2012-01-08T18:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:32:49.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry</title><content type='html'>1.  If we ever go to the zoo again and Courtney decides to collect rocks, feathers, and acorns and decides to put them in her pocket...remember to clean her pockets out before the clothes go through the washer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Why do I always end up with socks with no matches? And no, my washer is not eating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love that I can shove my washer full of clothes and be done with laundry in about 4 loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I wish somebody would put clothes away. I don't mind washing, drying, or even folding them, I just hate putting them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Why does Christian love his new train pajamas that he is constantly getting them out of the dirty clothes pile in the laundry room and bringing them to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A clothes chute would really be helpful in this house. I pick up dirty laundry from six separate piles upstairs and bring them all downstairs. If I had a laundry chute, everybody could stop making these separate piles and the laundry would just magically appear in the laundry room. (do you think this chute could sort laundry too??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why do my girls keep wearing those dresses that are "wash on gentle" all the time? Oh yeah, they are girls! I don't think they know that these take a separate load!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. And because this is me and I must end on an even number, I must think of one more thing....hmmm, not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here is #8, a day later. Christian likes to play this game while I am folding clothes. I pick up a piece of clothing and he tells me who it belongs to. mama, dada, sisters, or if it is his, he will tell me what is on it. (tractor, choo-choo, ball). it's pretty fun for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5647572342659056135?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5647572342659056135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/laundry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5647572342659056135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5647572342659056135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/laundry.html' title='Laundry'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3583655263719097278</id><published>2012-01-08T17:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T17:31:42.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our dog</title><content type='html'>Courtney said tonight, "Mom, do you think if Dell saw her mom, she would recognize her?" No Courtney, probably not. Dell's mom is not alive anymore, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened to all the other puppies?" I don't know Courtney, go ask grandma Mary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3583655263719097278?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3583655263719097278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3583655263719097278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3583655263719097278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-dog.html' title='Our dog'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-478077874071236329</id><published>2012-01-07T09:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:31:20.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Other events this week</title><content type='html'>1. I dropped my gym membership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I got together with a friend to let the kids play awhile and I got some mommy time. Ahh, refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have Megan signed up to take a Homeschool class on Wednesday afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I have a swimming date scheduled next week with another homeschooling family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am considering a class at the zoo and a field trip to the SAC museum, all with homeschooling families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(See all the things I have time for now-now that I don't feel I have to go to the gym every free moment because I am paying for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I spent the afternoon on Thursday at the zoo! What a gorgeous day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Had a very cranky baby because he didn't have good naps this week. This is the sacrifice I am making so I can hang out with homeschoolers. We'll just deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I got into a conversation with somebody at Megan's dance class who is considering homeschooling. She is in the exact same spot we were last year. We talked the entire 45 minutes and I didn't watch Megan dance at all! I figured out that I have become very pro-homeschooling!&lt;br /&gt;I think I encouraged her, but more than that, it encouraged me that we are on the right track with what we want to do with our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Started teaching Megan in the mornings. Wow, does that work better. It is so nice to get everything done by noon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Started working more with Courtney in her preschool books and we received her book "Teach Your kid to Read in 100 easy lessons" yesterday and we did the first two lessons last night. She understand everything we were doing and caught on very quickly. I saw "Hop on Pop" on the floor last night and I said to her, "Courtney, I bet you can read this if you really tried," Sure enough, she was starting to figure words out, just after two lessons in her reading book! She is so excited to learn to read!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Got way behind in laundry- yikes, that may be my mission for the weekend. Now you know it's bad when I am starting to run out of clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Survived another week with Matt in Iowa- wow, it's so good when he walks through the door on Thursday nights! So refreshing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Still have a pile of things to take back to Walmart- doubles from Christmas and other things that we need to return. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  Have heard my children using their manners more in public (please, may I, thank you) without being prompted! Happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  Have really been trying to not to procrastinate things this week. I am trying to get out of bed and get going right away in the morning, getting kids up and ready even if we aren't going anywhere, trying to get the dishes done at night, trying to keep coats/ shoes/ backpacks put away, trying to keep the tables clean and wiped off. Ok, so laundry and my kitchen island didn't look so good this week, but I'm trying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a side note, Matt went and ran some errands on Monday too and on his way home, he was listening to a radio broadcast about procrastination and he ran into the house and said, "You have to listen to this!!". He turned it on and it described me exactly! I really wanted to listen to all of it, but I didn't get a chance to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since it is Saturday, I didn't force the kids to get dressed or anything, it may be time to get them going!  It feels good to stay on top of things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-478077874071236329?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/478077874071236329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/other-events-this-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/478077874071236329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/478077874071236329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/other-events-this-week.html' title='Other events this week'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4464524686815724766</id><published>2012-01-07T09:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:14:03.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story from the Week</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, I took Megan and we went and ran some errands and did some grocery shopping. While I was gone (at least 2 hours), Matt and Courtney played video games and watched a movie. When we got home, Courtney and Matt were in the exact same spot in the living room as when I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we have the TV on a lot or the kids are sitting in front of it too much, I always say they are "rotting their brains out." So the first thing when I came in Monday evening, Courtney told me in a laughing voice, "Mom, we've been rotting our brains out while you've been gone."  I guess she had also mentioned to Matt that she could feel her brains coming out of her ears because they were rotting away.  She even had Matt look in her ears at one point.  This is something we always laugh about because I really don't want them sitting in front of the TV for extended periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at supper, it wasn't so funny anymore. I looked over and Courtney was crying! She said, "Mom, I can feel my brains coming out of my ears, they really are rotting away!" Poor thing!!  We had to persuade her that we were just kidding!! I think she figured out that she had sat in front of the TV way too long!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4464524686815724766?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4464524686815724766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/funny-story-from-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4464524686815724766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4464524686815724766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/funny-story-from-week.html' title='Funny Story from the Week'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3826520954575956302</id><published>2012-01-04T22:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:31:20.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Dance Class</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks before Christmas, I got an email from Megan's dance teacher. Megan had been selected to participate in an extra dance for her recital, due to her ability, determination, and whatever it takes to be picked as one of the top eight dancers from the studio. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her teacher that Megan would be able to participate in this extra dance for recital. I thought it would be a great opportunity for Megan to work with kids at her level and it would challenge her a little bit more. I think she enjoys dance this year, but she doesn't talk about it or wear her dance uniform everyday like she did last year. I don't feel she is as "into it" as she has been in the past and I wanted something to give her an extra boost, I think this did it! She was all grins when I told her she had been selected and I didn't even know her teacher was doing this !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got another email from her teacher yesterday telling us when the extra rehearsal would be- Tuesdays 12:15-12:45! Do you know what starts at 1 pm? PE Class at Prarie Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we will be eating lunch around 11 and getting to her dance studio by 12, it's about 5 minutes away, so it's not very far. She will have rehearsal til 12:45 and then we are off to PE class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, as much as I don't like things back to back, it might work out ok! Her instructor didn't say when it would start, but I'm going to put it in my schedule anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3826520954575956302?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3826520954575956302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-dance-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3826520954575956302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3826520954575956302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-dance-class.html' title='More Dance Class'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2431605514880166433</id><published>2012-01-04T07:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:37:03.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Preschool</title><content type='html'>Today is Courtney's first day back to preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go to the gym this morning because I am paying for it (this month is already paid for) or come home and teach Megan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to the gym, we don't have that much for school this week, so I can do it this afternoon. Yes, I know I'm not following my own schedule, but I need to go to the gym anyway and drop my membership. I am going to do it. Really, I am. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Matt says, just try it, if you don't like it, then sign back up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2431605514880166433?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2431605514880166433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-preschool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2431605514880166433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2431605514880166433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-preschool.html' title='Back to Preschool'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6960167515690537311</id><published>2012-01-03T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:08:45.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PE Class</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, I was a little leery about our new schedule. I don't always like change, but I think this is for the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got the kids up early, got them breakfast and dressed by 9 am. If you know me, this usually doesn't happen til about 11 am when we have nothing going on in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this morning, we started school at 9 am! (ok, it was more like 9:10, I'm not sure why it took Megan 10 minutes to brush her teeth!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught Megan and Courtney and Christian played. This lasted until about 11:30. And it worked!! I wasn't always sure what the younger two were doing, but they were being good. Even when they locked themselves in the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch and then headed over to Prarie Life for the homeschool PE class.  There were about 3 moms other moms there, I guess there weren't many kids there today because of the break. There were 10 in Megan's class and about 8 in Courtney's.  I stayed and watched and was very glad my kids were smiling and having fun. They even came out saying, "Mom, I want to come back!" Alright! That is exactly what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to drop my gym membership and sign up for homeschool learning center classes and I think we are set for the spring semester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6960167515690537311?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6960167515690537311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/pe-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6960167515690537311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6960167515690537311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/pe-class.html' title='PE Class'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1028603165889112752</id><published>2012-01-01T21:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:20:03.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My goal for 2012...</title><content type='html'>not to hit our medical deductible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had met it last year and have been paying 10% of everything for the last month or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Christian was coughing terrible and I knew we already had a prescription for antibiotics at the pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Matt and said, "Do you think we should go get his antibiotics today, tomorrow it will be full price." His response was, "YES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called them in and Matt went and got them. I think $2 is much better than $20!!! It was about 8 pm last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told the girls that if they were going to break anything, they needed to do it last night.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are on to a new year.  I know we are going to spend some money at the doctors, but really, can we only make it half way or even less to our deductible, instead of all the way this year??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1028603165889112752?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1028603165889112752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-goal-for-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1028603165889112752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1028603165889112752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-goal-for-2012.html' title='My goal for 2012...'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1270425724587640511</id><published>2012-01-01T17:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:10:08.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is officially over and new schedule</title><content type='html'>Today we had our last Christmas get-together. We went to Lincoln to see my grandma, who we didn't go to on Christmas day. That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we took our tree down and put all our Christmas decorations away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why everybody needs a 2 week break at Christmas! I probably need about another week yet to get the house organized and everything put where it goes,  I have already  been working this whole last week on this project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't done school for about 2 1/2 weeks.  I have had no time, but we needed a break anyway.  We will definitely get back to it this week.  Courtney starts preschool on Wednesday, so that will be the motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to get on our new schedule this week. I changed everything around and I am going to drop my gym membership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it entails:&lt;br /&gt;Monday-8:40 take Megan to art class&lt;br /&gt;                8:50 take Courtney to preschool&lt;br /&gt;                9:30pick Megan up from art class&lt;br /&gt;                bring her home and give piano lessons&lt;br /&gt;                have school&lt;br /&gt;                11:20 go pick Courtney up from art class&lt;br /&gt;                lunch&lt;br /&gt;                free time for the rest of the day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;               Christian nap time&lt;br /&gt;               (Monday may be modified, I may stick "errands" in the morning instead of school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Get out of bed- my first challenge!&lt;br /&gt;                9:00 start school&lt;br /&gt;                11:30 lunch&lt;br /&gt;                1:00 Homeschool PE class at Prarie Life&lt;br /&gt;                         This will be included in my membership for the month of January, but after that, it will be $9 a time for both girls. Hmmm, $36 a month or $130? I won't be able to use the childcare either, but I'm sure everybody will have kids running around!&lt;br /&gt;                  2:00 come home and put Christian down for a nap&lt;br /&gt;                  Rest of the time is free!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:  8:50 Courtney to preschool&lt;br /&gt;                      Come home and teach Megan&lt;br /&gt;                        11:20 Pick Courtney up from preschool&lt;br /&gt;                      As of February 1st, we are going to take a class or 2 at the Homeschool Learning Center.  These would be at 2 and 3, so about 1:30, we would leave for class.&lt;br /&gt;                       5:30 supper&lt;br /&gt;                        6:45 AWANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- Get out of bed!&lt;br /&gt;                   9:00 school for Megan&lt;br /&gt;                   lunch&lt;br /&gt;                   afternoon nap and free time&lt;br /&gt;                 4:15 dance for Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- 8:50 preschool for Courtney&lt;br /&gt;               bring Megan home and have school&lt;br /&gt;               11:20 pick up Courtney&lt;br /&gt;              lunch&lt;br /&gt;                free time all afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who things life will get less stressful for me?? I do!!! I just need to stick to my schedule.  I may have a few problems though.&lt;br /&gt;1. I need to stick groceries/ errands in somewhere, so I may have to push school to the afternoons on some days or use my evenings or weekends more.&lt;br /&gt; 2. I need motivation to get out of bed on Tuesday and Thursdays. &lt;br /&gt;3. I used to do showers on Tuesdays and Thursdays mornings, so that will need to change. &lt;br /&gt;4. Who is going to entertain  Christian while I teach Megan??? I am going to bring a bunch of his toys and books down to the living room, so he will have plenty of things to entertain himself.&lt;br /&gt;5. Like I said, I am going to drop my gym membership. I can't do everything. My plan is to spend some time exercising/ time for myself while Christian is sleeping in the afternoons.  I will pick the gym back up in June for the summer. I didn't see how I could go to the gym a couple days a week AND do homeschooling activities.  I will try it and see how it goes, but I definitely need to get out these and get involved in homeschool groups.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I also need to find time to teach Courtney how to read.  I'm sure we can work this in during the afternoon. She has the desire, so why not? We will also need time to go over her AWANA lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am anxious to get this week started just to see if this will work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1270425724587640511?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1270425724587640511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-is-officially-over-and-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1270425724587640511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1270425724587640511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-is-officially-over-and-new.html' title='Christmas is officially over and new schedule'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5736674747382815903</id><published>2011-12-27T21:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:40:22.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no, it can't be!</title><content type='html'>I went to bed last night and my heated mattress pad was not working. NOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know, this is the best thing about winter!! Really, it is. It is the greatest invention ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my bed was cold last night, I almost couldn't stand it. I love my nice, toasty bed at night and all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep well last night, so after Matt got up this morning, I went over to his side of the bed and turned his heater on. It was awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I switched cords to see what was causing it and all of the sudden, something started to smell. I had shorted out Matt's side when I swtiched them! Now his didn't work either!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is an emergency and calls for a trip to Penney's (or wherever) tomorrow to get a new one! I'm glad we have some Christmas money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5736674747382815903?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5736674747382815903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-no-it-cant-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5736674747382815903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5736674747382815903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-no-it-cant-be.html' title='Oh no, it can&apos;t be!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-9081679095942034363</id><published>2011-12-27T08:16:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:32:14.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on a new schedule</title><content type='html'>Last fall was our trial run for homeschooling. My goal was to make it to Christmas, which I did, but certainly with some bumps along the way. I knew it was going to be a huge change, but I didn't think it would rock my world as much as it did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one semester under my belt and one to go for the year, I know what works for us, what doesn't, and what I would like to change in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I would like to change:&lt;br /&gt;1. Give the girls more time together.&lt;br /&gt;Courtney went to preschool in the morning and we had school in the afternoon with Megan, they didn't get much time together. This was a big reason why we homeschooled! They would finally get to play when we were done with school about 4:30-5. During the afternoons lately, Courtney has just been wondering around the house trying to find something to do. I think she gets bored while we school. I enjoy it when she joins us,but she doesn't always want to.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give myself some more down time. For the last 8 years, I have enjoyed some quiet/ nap time in the afternoon, I need that! Maybe I can teach Megan in the morning while Courtney is at school. I get this at the gym twice a week, but I would rather have it at home.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get involved in some more homeschooling groups. I have been to two events this fall, I heard that these groups in Omaha were SOOO active, but really, where are all the activities? I am highly disappointed. I admit, it has been hard for me to do things in the afternoon (which many things are) or over the noon hour (when I have to pick Courtney up), but really, there isn't much out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My proposals:&lt;br /&gt;1. Instead of teaching Megan in the afternoon, teach her in the morning. I can drop Courtney off at preschool and come back home for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;I would achive two of my goals. 1. Courtney and Megan would have more time together in the afternoon. 2. I would get to enjoy nap time again.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I would need to entertain Christian while I am teaching Megan in the morning, which might be a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would then need to find a different time to go to the gym or give up my gym membership all together. Exercise has done me a world of good, so I definitely need to keep that up, I just don't necessarily need the gym membership. Megan also took classes there, but they were with preschoolers, again, not high priority.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get involved in a homeschooling group somewhere, somehow! This may mean messing with an afternoon nap, but he doesn't nap good anyway half the time! I have two different options figured out. They have PE classes at the gym on tuesday/ thursdays from 1-2, these would be free with my gym membership or $6 a time without. I could also have the girls take a class at the Homeschool Learning Center on Wed. afternoons. I really need to connect with other moms, I really need the support!!&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to add about a half an hour a day to teach Courtney how to read this semester.&lt;br /&gt;5. Get Megan involved with more kids her age, we need to have more playdates or something.&lt;br /&gt;6.. Need to figure out how to fit in dance and swimming lessons (signed up, but optional). don't forget about AWANA on wed. night, groceries, errands, trips to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you know me, I want a weekly schedule. I want to know what is going on and where I am going. I don't want my days packed full and I like a little flixibility, but I definitely need to try something new. I could maybe even do school on only Mon/ Wed/ Fri and take tuesday and thursdays off from school and do all the kids' activities and run errands. I would need to make the extra day up on the weekend or evenings, but homeschooling is about flexibility, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may take some time to figure out, can you tell I've been thinking about it for awhile?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-9081679095942034363?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/9081679095942034363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts-on-new-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/9081679095942034363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/9081679095942034363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts-on-new-schedule.html' title='Thoughts on a new schedule'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6149553322143612842</id><published>2011-12-26T10:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T11:01:45.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Picture</title><content type='html'>The kids right before we opened presents on Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkx4o_qoT0U/TvioGkzWysI/AAAAAAAAAu8/1G7adt-dX5c/s1600/IMG_6693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690482960094382786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkx4o_qoT0U/TvioGkzWysI/AAAAAAAAAu8/1G7adt-dX5c/s200/IMG_6693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6149553322143612842?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6149553322143612842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6149553322143612842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6149553322143612842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-picture.html' title='Christmas Eve Picture'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkx4o_qoT0U/TvioGkzWysI/AAAAAAAAAu8/1G7adt-dX5c/s72-c/IMG_6693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1672218618586893999</id><published>2011-12-25T08:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T08:42:43.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Camera!</title><content type='html'>Ok, of course, we all go downstairs to open stockings and I say, "Wait, I want to get a picture of them first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn the camera on and it says "memory card full". Yes, this was full last night, but I didn't download the pictures then or earlier this morning when I should have, so here I am, downloading them now while the kids are waiting to open their stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1672218618586893999?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1672218618586893999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1672218618586893999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1672218618586893999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/camera.html' title='The Camera!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2274408984842526438</id><published>2011-12-25T08:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T08:38:03.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Yay, we can sleep in!!! I am sooo thankful. And yes, the kids are still asleep. We opened presents last night, but their stockings are filled this morning. But really, we've had a crazy couple of days and it's only going to keep going today, so I am going to let them sleep. Even Christian, who is usually up by 7:30, is still sleeping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a whirlwind of a day yesterday and things did not go according to my plans, but they still worked out. And I did not get stressed out about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning about 9:15 am, we headed out to Matt's parents (after having a fun-filled evening the night before at my parents!) for their Christmas party. We had brunch, the kids played, we opened presents, and had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 2:30, we headed back to Omaha. My plan was to leave around 2, so we would have time to clean the house before church (Have I really not vaccuumed since we put the tree up about 3 weeks ago?) I really like to have the living room/ piano room clean for Christmas, I just like room to open presents and I like things to look nice for pictures. :) We got home about 3:30 and we had to leave for church at 4. I wanted to get two things done in this time- clean and get our meal started for after church. I had hamballs, hash brown casserole, green bean casserole, sparkling grape juice, and ice cream all planned out. I was going to get out the good dishes and goblets to drink out of- make it a special event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is where plans changed. Since we didn't leave Matt's parents' until about 2:30, we didn't get home until later, which meant I did a fast cleaning job and we had to head out the door again. I really like to dress up for church on Christmas Eve, but that didn't happen. Matt, Megan, and I all wore jeans to church. :( Courtney and Christian were actually dressed up. The sad thing is that 1/2 the people at church had jeans on! Ok, anyway, I didn't have time to get anything ready for our meal. I was kind of bummed that we were so rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we finally left our house at 4:15 and church was full! We found a spot with 3 chairs and squeezed 4 of us in! Christian ended up going to the nursery. Church was very nice and when it was over, I said to Matt, "What do you want to do now? It's 5:30, nothing is ready at home, we're all starving." His response, "Let's go out to eat." Ok, it's not really want I wanted to do, but I wasn't going to stress myself out about it either. I said, "Great, let's go!" I also wasn't going to argue because along with having nothing ready, my kitchen was a complete disaster!! So off to Texas Roadhouse it was! Megan didn't like our plan AT ALL, but we went anyway. It was very crowded, but we got right in. We left the waitress a nice tip and then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in my ideal world, Christmas presents would've been put out before we left so when we got home the kids would say, "Ah look at all those presents!!" and get all excited. But no, didn't work that way either! So I said to the girls, "Ok, you need to go hide out in your room so the presents can magically appear." And they did! Matt and I rushed upstairs to get the presents (which I had wrapped the night before at 10:30 pm) and brought them downstairs. We got the girls and I got my "Aha" moment when they saw the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened them one by one, of course, we weren't on top of things to get the video camera out or anything, so I just took pictures and movies with the camera. It worked. The kids all like their presents but then the girls said, "Wait, I thought we got three presents, I only got 2." I had bought them three and they knew they were going to get three, but where were they? Ok, silly mom again! I ran back upstairs and didn't see anything. I went downstairs and looked at their presents again and didn't see anything either. Then I went and consulted my notebook where I had been keeping notes about Christmas. I saw that I was indeed missing a present for Courtney and Megan. Christian had opened three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I knew what I was missing, I ran back upstairs to my closet and found that I had wrapped Megan's but not Courtney's. I couldn't decide between two things what to give Courtney the night before, so I had just left it and went to bed. I was going to ask Matt in the morning. Oops, that didn't happen. So I quick made a decision, wrapped it up, and took the last two presents down to the girls. They opened them and were happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt had also decided to get the whole family a Kinec for the XBOX, so the rest of the evening was spent playing the new games. Oh wait, Megan kept getting mad that her avatar kept turning into a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally around 9:30, we kicked the kids to bed! I think everybody was exhausted!! But of course after they were in bed, we had to try out the new walkie talkies that grandma Lu had given them. What a great idea! It was so much fun talking back and forth between bedrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 and the kid are up and anxious to open thier stockings. I hope this goes well. Too funny that they am were with me when I bought everything! Hopefully they won't catch on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2274408984842526438?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2274408984842526438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2274408984842526438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2274408984842526438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4207260669608362141</id><published>2011-12-23T12:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:02:24.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to relax</title><content type='html'>That will be my next 3 days- who is ready to do this with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I can't go yet. I don't have ANY presents wrapped yet or food made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, better get going. Nothing like waiting until the last minute!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4207260669608362141?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4207260669608362141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-time-to-relax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4207260669608362141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4207260669608362141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-time-to-relax.html' title='No time to relax'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5343645379048312973</id><published>2011-12-22T07:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:54:55.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>I decided to keep going on school. We are going to slow down for a bit and take some time off here and there, but I really need to keep going. I am on week 17 out or 36, if I don't keep going, we will be in school until June- which was half the point of homeschooling! Megan is also begging me to have "school", so we might as well keep working. I think she just really enjoys it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we read three lessons in our readers, two lessons in our read-aloud and did a lesson in history. This took about 2 1/2 hours, but now, we are ahead in readers and we can spend time on other subjects. I love the flixibility of homeschooling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History took about an hour yesterday. Usually it doesn't take that long. But we covered 1. the emperor Nero who was the most hated emperor in the Roman empire, let's just say he loved tormenting Christians! 2. The destruction of Jerusalem by the Romans in AD 70 (which was prophesized in the Old Testament) and 3. the destruction of Pompeii by a volcano in AD 79. Now do you think I can just read the information out of our textbook and let it be? NO!! I want to dig further! I got out books and we read some info on the internet. I I found a short documentary about Pompeii the other night on Netflix and I want to watch it with Megan. These were three huge and very important topics covered in one day! I think it is so interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad Megan is interested in history!! How would I feel if she wasn't? Would I be disappointed? I think I would be, but I also have to know that every kid is different and I need to cater to his/ her needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also need to do some catching up on math. We are on lesson 67 and I want to be to lesson 80 (halfway done) by the time we end week 18 (halfway done) with our other material. We may be doing two lessons a day-good thing Megan likes Math too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also still on a search for something to teach Courtney to read. We have decided that we are going to keep her home next year. (We got a letter the other day from Millard Public Schools on how to register her for kindergarten. ) She says she doesn't want to homeschool and she doesn't want to go to school, she just wants to play all day. Wrong! My mom mentioned a site to me yesterday called &lt;a href="http://www.readinga-z.com/"&gt;www.readinga-z.com&lt;/a&gt; and I checked it out. It is almost exactly what I am looking for! After seeing how Megan was taught to read in school, I am looking for something similiar. I want phonics based, a variety of activities, plus short books to read as you go along. This one fit all my criteria. It is about $85 and you have to print everything off yourself. I got a week's trial, so I am going to check out the lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just debating, there are 68 lessons so I am just wondering how to set it up if I go with this program. Do I start after Christmas and work with her and then have her reading by next fall? Or do I just work with her out of her preschool books and start to teach her how to read next fall? She already knows all her upper and lower case letters and she knows most of the sounds, so I think I need to keep building on her enthusiasm. I also need to find time to fit her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may redo my schedule next semester. Maybe do some school in the morning and maybe do some homeschooling activities in the afternoon. Christian hasn't been a very good napper lately, so maybe he's giving up his naps already. This is good and bad. I also need to fit an hour or so into the day where I can have some down-time. I have a couple of weeks to think things over. I also enrolled the girls in swimming lessons on Tuesdays at 4:15, so that will take some time out of our day. I may need to reconsider doing this, it may be too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to get ready for the day. Lots to do today before our big Christmas weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5343645379048312973?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5343645379048312973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/school-for-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5343645379048312973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5343645379048312973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/school-for-holidays.html' title='School for the Holidays'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7712287855530783802</id><published>2011-12-21T08:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T13:40:11.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars</title><content type='html'>Wherever I look, there are matchbox cars in sets of two or three laying around my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because Christian usually has two cars in his hands (or 3 lately) and when he gets interested in something else, he will put them down right where he is. I saw three different piles of matchbox cars this morning just in the kitchen and living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think after Christmas I am going to rerrange his toys. He rarely plays with the ones downstairs, so I might just pack those away and bring down some of his cars and books. I am also going to pack his baby toys away. He rarely touches those too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to go through the playroom and get rid of some of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know stuff equals stress??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7712287855530783802?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7712287855530783802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/cars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7712287855530783802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7712287855530783802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/cars.html' title='Cars'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3543718973131747344</id><published>2011-12-20T21:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:21:40.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Words</title><content type='html'>I heard these out of Christian today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. horses&lt;br /&gt;2. owl&lt;br /&gt;3. cow (a couple of days ago)&lt;br /&gt;4. ruff, ruff as he was playing with a puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we finally getting somewhere??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3543718973131747344?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3543718973131747344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3543718973131747344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3543718973131747344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-words.html' title='New Words'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8157913108045618672</id><published>2011-12-19T20:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:19:23.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories I may not want to forget</title><content type='html'>1. The other day when Christian woke up and kept saying "ball, ball" as he was crying and pulling on his pajama feet. I couldn't figure out what he was trying to say and then I got it. He was frustrated because he didn't have his football pajamas on. I asked him, "Do you want your football pajamas?" and he nodded yes and pointed to his pajama drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last Saturday at the Ruwe Christmas, Courtney had gotten a gift that had a large plastic candy cane filled with M &amp;amp; M's. She had decided that she was going to sell them to people there. Her deal was that you got one for free, but you had to buy the rest. She made almost $2 by selling her candy! She thought it was all fun (it was great because we had only paid $1 for the candy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not so funny when we got home. She was in tears because she wanted her candy back! I mean, she was really upset (it was also 10 pm and this was our second late night!). Matt tried to tell her that she still had half her money PLUS the $2 she made from selling it, she could go buy two more candy canes full of candy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt promised to take her to the store, so Sunday after we all got home, Matt decided that he needed to go back to the mall to get some pillows, so he decided to take her along to get her some candy. I thought they were going to stop and some store and buy some more, but Matt thought otherwise. He just had her stop at the candy machines in the mall and buy some! She came home with a handful of assorted candy! She also had some money left, I think this made her happy! I just want to say, "Don't sell your candy then!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8157913108045618672?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8157913108045618672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/stories-i-may-not-want-to-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8157913108045618672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8157913108045618672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/stories-i-may-not-want-to-forget.html' title='Stories I may not want to forget'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1882671217925743311</id><published>2011-12-18T21:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:01:18.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Weekend- Thankful to get back to Normal</title><content type='html'>This last week, my grandma passed away pretty unexpectantly. We were all pretty sad about it. &lt;br /&gt;But as everybody knows, when somebody passes away, life gets turned upside down for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday (13th of December) Matt left at 6 am to work in Des Moines for 3 days. We are getting pretty used to this, but about 3 pm, I got a phone call from my mom telling me that my grandma had passed away. My immediate thought was that I should stop teaching Megan, wake Christian up from his nap, and head out to Scribner to be with the family. My mother stopped me. :) It was rainy and foggy and I was home alone with 3 children. I stayed in Omaha! But I kept in close contact with everybody back home throughout the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was preschool for Courtney and school in the afternoon for Megan. We met some of Courtney's preschool friends for supper before AWANA that night, so that was a nice break in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was crazy busy with two appointments for me in the morning, dr. appt. for Courtney in the afternoon for bronchitis, groceries, then dance. I am very thankful that grandma came and helped out all day. Matt also got home about 7 that night. No time for school for Megan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was preschool for Courtney and I didn't have school again with Megan on Friday afternoon. I needed the afternoon to catch up and get things ready for our busy weekend. Friday evening was my grandma's viewing back home, so by 4:30, we were ready to leave. We got to Scribner and we saw grandma. It was pretty sad for everybody, but on the other hand, it was nice seeing everybody again. I don't make it home for the Hasemann Christmas, so this was my chance to see all my relation. Many people showed up that I hadn't seen in years, but I will say the saddest part of it was towards the end. Grandpa had gotten up and just stood beside my grandma's casket, I just wonder, what was he thinking? What would he say to her? I got choked up! It was so sweet when Megan and Abby walked over to him and they were all looking at grandma. If only I could've heard their conversation! He was married to her for 65 years! Just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the viewing, we went out for supper. It was so nice getting out of Omaha and away from all the chain restaurants. I really appreciate the small town feel and just everything that is so low-key out there. I should really visit more often! Anyway, we pulled into our garage about 10:30 pm and yes, all three kids were asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 7:30 Saturday morning, all of us were up and getting ready to go to my grandma's funeral. It was another hour drive back to Scribner. We got everybody dresseed up- even I had to get dressed up! I wore some clothes I hadn't worn for a couple of years, but it felt good to wear something besides jeans and sweatshirts! We attended the funeral and it was amazing! I thought the pastor did a great job, my grandma's huge family was there, and everybody had nice things to say about her! She always had a smile on her face, always welcomed you into her home, and always thought of you before herself. What a great lady! I will say the saddest part was seeing my grandpa cry after the commital at the cemetary, I don't think there was a dry eye anywhere around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the funeral, I had a chance to take my kids around my old stomping grounds-AKA St. Paul's Lutheran Church. We found secret stairways, climbed the bell tower, wondered around the cemetary and read tombstones written in German from the 1880's, and even found my old confirmation pictures! Again, I really enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere of the old country church. It is nothing like I attend now. But I think it is funny that the SAME people sing in the choir as did 15 years ago, the SAME lady is playing the organ as when I went to church there, and the SAME ladies helped serve the meal afterwards! I just had to laugh! Only a few things had changed, like they had added on an elevator and maybe there was new carpet, but really not much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we took my kids over to grandmas and Matt and I headed up to West Point to get gifts for a Christmas party we had at 5 in Hooper. On the way home, we stopped at my brother's house, who lives in my grandparents' house now, to see what he's done with. I think it looks great! A lot of upkeep is needed, but it will all come in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly the Ruwe Christmas party at 5 in Hooper. More food, presents, lots of conversation. We didn't leave until about 8:30 pm (I think, it might have been more like 9?). We got home, put the kids to bed, and went to bed ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we said we were going to stay home, but that didn't happen. We went to church and little Christmas shopping til 2:30 in the afternoon! We had to finish school for the week for Megan and make some cookies for Courtney's program tomorrow at preschool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This upcoming week is super-busy too, but the following week, I think we are going to take off from school and just take a little break. Matt also has a couple of days off. Won't that be nice for everyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1882671217925743311?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1882671217925743311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/crazy-weekend-thankful-to-get-back-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1882671217925743311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1882671217925743311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/crazy-weekend-thankful-to-get-back-to.html' title='Crazy Weekend- Thankful to get back to Normal'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7307359460360709410</id><published>2011-12-15T20:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:22:20.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was wrong!</title><content type='html'>I was wrong, Courtney doesn't have croup, she has bronchitis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think she had croup first, she was barking like a seal last night and this morning, but then she wasn't barking anymore, but she just kept on coughing. I'm glad she was still coughing when I took her into the dr. at 1:30 this afternoon. Poor thing, she said her chest hurt so bad. The dr. said the virus probably just moved down her throat into her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto an antibiotic for the next 5 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7307359460360709410?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7307359460360709410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-was-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7307359460360709410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7307359460360709410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-was-wrong.html' title='I was wrong!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5984927663087940802</id><published>2011-12-14T22:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:12:13.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Croup</title><content type='html'>After listening to Courtney cough all the way home from church tonight, I am pretty sure she has croup again. I can A. take her to the doctor (again) and get her a prescription for some steroids or B. let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her some medicine tonight to help her breathe, hopefully it will work. (You know that stuff they took off the shelves awhile ago because parents couldn't read the bottles right!). I have some that you can give kids who are 6 and older, I think Courtney is old enough. I just lower the dose a little bit. We'll see how she does tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I was just at the pedicatrician on Monday with Christian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5984927663087940802?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5984927663087940802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/croup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5984927663087940802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5984927663087940802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/croup.html' title='Croup'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-520687829031239698</id><published>2011-12-13T10:17:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:33:57.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I promised pictures for last Saturday, so here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Matt and Megan putting up the Christmas tree. I admit it, this is a point of contigency between Matt and I. Every year when we do this together, it just doesn't work out right. I mean, I can never do it right. :) So, I was glad to hand this duty off to Megan this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hz-LUWqgjas/Tud7Ez33NOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rNKT1r4mHwI/s1600/IMG_6563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685648377152746722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hz-LUWqgjas/Tud7Ez33NOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rNKT1r4mHwI/s200/IMG_6563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. Courtney had the job of setting up the nativity scene on the bookshelf. We believe it needs to be in a prominent place where everybody can see it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrOnYRvSz7M/Tud7LxmYTdI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CKjwN_duLPQ/s1600/IMG_6564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685648496801631698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrOnYRvSz7M/Tud7LxmYTdI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CKjwN_duLPQ/s200/IMG_6564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-jEPhNoIuY/Tud85-qIrHI/AAAAAAAAAug/q6c3f8bgvuY/s1600/IMG_6574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685650390092655730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-jEPhNoIuY/Tud85-qIrHI/AAAAAAAAAug/q6c3f8bgvuY/s200/IMG_6574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Courtney putting the angel on the top, right after she got it up, we heard a "crack" and then a couple more cracks and the tree started falling to the side! Matt reached out and grabbed it quick before it fell over!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suthWGUkbf0/Tud7RyZky7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/yyhAIjrVVJM/s1600/IMG_6568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685648600095574962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suthWGUkbf0/Tud7RyZky7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/yyhAIjrVVJM/s200/IMG_6568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. It was the base that broke on the tree, so Matt went downstairs and rigged a new stand together with wood. I guess this is the last year for the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku87bJTj0_U/Tud7XM6PxHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XpDcNAXENuo/s1600/IMG_6570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685648693111276658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ku87bJTj0_U/Tud7XM6PxHI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XpDcNAXENuo/s200/IMG_6570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YFzhR5vSy0/Tud99tW8fCI/AAAAAAAAAus/MFyKENPfSow/s1600/IMG_6571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685651553679866914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YFzhR5vSy0/Tud99tW8fCI/AAAAAAAAAus/MFyKENPfSow/s200/IMG_6571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tree standing after Matt fixed it, we never did get the angel back on the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My job was the fireplace, I think it looks great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ArFjOKm-gaU/Tud7cBHLFFI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ItqiLwnX1Fw/s1600/IMG_6573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685648775843615826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ArFjOKm-gaU/Tud7cBHLFFI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ItqiLwnX1Fw/s200/IMG_6573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6. I also gave the garland to Courtney to decorate the railings on the staircase. Well, she came up with a new plan. Instead of putting it on the railing, she decided to CUT the garland in half and decorate her bed. I didn't know about her plan until it was all over...I guess her bed looks cute, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tf8HZs1Nsv8/Tud7hQnCVwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/I512QoXSqdM/s1600/IMG_6575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685648865903138562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tf8HZs1Nsv8/Tud7hQnCVwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/I512QoXSqdM/s200/IMG_6575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, I think we are ready for Christmas. Maybe I should go shopping now and get some presents under the tree??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-520687829031239698?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/520687829031239698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorating-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/520687829031239698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/520687829031239698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorating-for-christmas.html' title='Decorating for Christmas'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hz-LUWqgjas/Tud7Ez33NOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rNKT1r4mHwI/s72-c/IMG_6563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8708756322290718368</id><published>2011-12-13T08:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:09:12.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>Today is registration day for swimming lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've registered online at midnight last night, but forgot about it. Matt was leaving this morning for Des Moines, so my mind was on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 7:30 this morning when I woke up. I thought, "It's Tuesday, I better register for lessons." It's a first come, first serve basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two different times picked out for lessons. They are free with our gym membership, so we might as well do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for Saturday morning at 10:45, both girls at the same time. We did this is the fall and it worked out pretty good.  I got an email back that said both girls were on standby. NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I tried my second option. Courtney Tuesday nights at 4:15 and Megan Tuesday nights at 5.  I got in!!  This won't work as well at Saturday mornings, first, because both girls are not at the same time, lessons only go for a half an hour, so I will have a 15 minute break between the two girls.  I also give piano lessons on Tuesday nights, so we would need to rush home to eat before my lessons come over.  Again, ideal situation, no, but better than any other option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part of this though is that during the winter, it will give me a chance to get out on a Tuesday. I usually stay home during the day now and catch up on things around the house and I really need that time!! (I didn't stay home last Tuesday or Thursday and by Saturday, the house was out of control!!)  But this way, when we're stuck at home during the winter, we have an excuse to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we will see how it works, if not, we can pull out...maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also starting gymnastics at the gym this semester, but those times were Monday from 6-7 or Saturday mornings from 9-10.  Yikes, I don't want another evening taken up (Tuesday, Wedneday, and Thursday have things going on) and I really don't want to be at the gym by 9 am on a Saturday. That is our only day to really get up as a family and eat breakfast together.  Courtney has been begging me to take gymnastics though, so I guess we will see what works out. Gymastics were not free either, but dirt cheap. $35 for 10 45minute sessions. $20 for the second child and yes, Megan wants to take them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I can't forget swim team either this semester. Those practices are Tuesdays from 7-8 (when I give piano lessons) and Saturday mornings from 9-10! Not doing that either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8708756322290718368?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8708756322290718368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/swimming-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8708756322290718368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8708756322290718368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7605552076110988746</id><published>2011-12-11T06:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T07:01:25.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas tree is up...but down!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had a little incident with our Christmas tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cracked at the bottom and almost fell over, but that is for another post that I can include pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it cracked, Courtney said, "I can fix it with my super powers. Wait, I might not have Christmas tree super powers..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7605552076110988746?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7605552076110988746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tree-is-upbut-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7605552076110988746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7605552076110988746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tree-is-upbut-down.html' title='Christmas tree is up...but down!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3932950321585405787</id><published>2011-12-10T10:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:16:11.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>My goals for the weekend...I'm not sure if it is realistic to get these all done, but I may try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get Christmas cards ordered- check&lt;br /&gt;2. Write Christmas letter- check&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick up Christmas cards, Christmas paper to print off letters, stamps&lt;br /&gt;4. Print off Christmas letters, address all envelopes,stuff envelopes, seal envelopes, put everything in mailbox---Why are Christmas cards so much work??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Put up Christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;6. Put up other decorations and with a happy attitude. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Clean up kitchen counters and do dishes&lt;br /&gt;8. Clean off my kitchen island, I think the pile is 2-3 feet high by now. :)&lt;br /&gt;9. Clean off dining room table, we haven't ate there in about a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Get the three baskets of folded laundry put away&lt;br /&gt;11. Finish washing clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Clean my sitting room. Thanks Christian for destroying it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Oh children- make sure they are dressed and fed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. And because I don't want to end on an odd number, I need to add one more. Attend the Westside Christmas Pageant tonight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3932950321585405787?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3932950321585405787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3932950321585405787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3932950321585405787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8877431714244252457</id><published>2011-12-09T20:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T20:51:20.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>But mom, I promised!</title><content type='html'>Poor Courtney is taking her AWANA lessons to heart lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I let her have an "ice cream break." Actually this is my way of giving her a little attention in the middle of homeschooling Megan in the middle of the afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually start school about 1:30 and by 3, Courtney is begging me, "Is it ice cream break yet?" I think she gets tired of playing by herself and this is something for her to look forward to, plus who doesn't like ice cream? Megan and I are usually due for a small break too, so it works out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I saw the kids snacking quite a bit and I kept putting off "ice cream break." I thought they had eaten enough. She also can't read the clock yet, so I kept delaying it, hoping she might forget about it. About 4:20 though, she caught on. "Mom, is it ice cream break yet?" Then she went on, "I PROMISED daddy I would bring him some ice cream." She started to cry and continued, "I promised him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to Courtney, "Well, it's kind of past ice cream break time Courtney, but if you promised him, then you better take him some." She cheered up right away, we got the ice cream out, and she delivered some to Matt who was working in his office and of course, she had to have some herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lesson for AWANAS this week was on God's promises and when we say we promise something, then we better do it! (I don't know if this was what she was thinking, but this is the first thing I thought of!) Keep up the servants heart Courtney!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8877431714244252457?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8877431714244252457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/but-mom-i-promised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8877431714244252457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8877431714244252457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/but-mom-i-promised.html' title='But mom, I promised!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3822947846234749169</id><published>2011-12-06T07:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:03:59.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearly Reviews</title><content type='html'>This is the week of yearly reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, those times once a year when you go in and talk to your insurance agent and your financial manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat at State Farm last night for an hour and a half, I am very glad they have a little playroom set up for the kids, but really, does it have to take that long? At leat I feel like we accomplished something, like added more finished square footage to our house so incase it burns down, we can get enough money to rebuild. Or put Christian on our policiy, I guess that one is important too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we sit at Edward Jones. Finances (roth IRA, 401K, investments) are things that I do not understand very well so I get easily bored.  I just have a hard time understanding all the big numbers and the big picture on it, Matt understands it really well, so I just let him take charge.  I will keep an eye on the kids and try to follow along, I mean, nod my head whenever they ask me a question. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those two appointments done by Tuesday, we still have a busy week. I heard back from a doctor about what it would take to fix my jaw (I have TMJ pretty bad) and the final figure was $5500 for one option and $8500 for another option! Ouch! And of course, we can't fit it in this year anymore since we're almost out of time and they can't bill me until AFTER the services have been rendered (and they can't get those services in this year, of course). Thanks for taking your sweet time to get back to me.  So Wednesday, I am going to my chiropractor to get a second and probably much cheaper opinion. I'm not counting the very expensive option out, I just want to see what my chiropractor thinks, I know he is a totally opposite opinion. But who knows which one is really better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night we are back to AWANA and Thursday, we have dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night is busy this week, anybody want to fill Friday night for us??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3822947846234749169?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3822947846234749169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/yearly-reviews.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3822947846234749169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3822947846234749169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/yearly-reviews.html' title='Yearly Reviews'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-501622098236465243</id><published>2011-12-04T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:16:44.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Low-Key Weekend</title><content type='html'>What did I do this weekend? about nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Friday was crazy busy, so I am glad we had time to relax and recooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it snowed on Saturday, it gave us a good excuse to stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we had church today, it gave me a good reason to get out, for at least a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, the family is sitting and watching a movie. Very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were supposed to have Megan's private horse riding lesson that Matt and I gave her for her birthday. We called and rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to "Junie B Jones" down at the Rose Theater with some homeschooling friends. I didn't order tickets, so we didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had the opportunity to go "Walk through Bethlehem" last night at our church. We had plans to go with some friends of Courtney's from preschool, but again, I put off getting tickets and when I went to get some, they were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was nice to stay home. We played outside TWICE in the snow.  Christian is obsessed with the snow blower, he calls it a tractor and he was MAD when I brought him in yesterday. The poor boy was chattering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had church this morning and we could've went to the Wells Fargo Family Fun Day downtown, but again, didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can go to Walk Through Bethlehem yet tonight, I doubt it because it is already 5 and we haven't gotten tickets yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Nice night at home? I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did finish our homeschooling lessons this afternoon, so we are ready to go tomorrow. Matt is working from home this week too, so that will be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-501622098236465243?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/501622098236465243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/very-low-key-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/501622098236465243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/501622098236465243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/very-low-key-weekend.html' title='Very Low-Key Weekend'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-350755219318405817</id><published>2011-12-01T07:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:01:48.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Any suggestions?</title><content type='html'>I am currently looking for a program to teach Courtney how to read.  Matt and I have pretty much decided that we are going to homeschool her next year too, so why not get started now?  If she was going to school, I would just let school teach her how to read, but if she stays home, I think we are going to start working on it next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have already been working on her letters. I found her letter flashcards and we have been working on those pretty hard. She has the most trouble with lowercase and uppercase I, J, and lowercase d.  She had trouble with lowercase q until I had to her think of "cutie patootie" and now she never misses it. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the next step up is sounds, but this is where I get stuck.  I want her to learn short and long vowel sounds along with hard and soft consonant sounds. I want to teach her right from the beginning, not just teach her and then go back and reteach her the proper rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking all over the internet for a program and I just cannot find one that fits my needs. Here is what I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Phonics based. Short simple rules, learn different sounds of vowels and consonants&lt;br /&gt;2.  Simple, yet challenging. I want a simple page layout, nothing too busy that is overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;3.  Short stories so Courtney could practice reading as we learn the words&lt;br /&gt;4.  Some writing to go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Not a program that teaches letter by letter, we already know our letters.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Something that moves along pretty quickly. not 160 lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually want something that I can teach her how to read next semester. I could then start her in some readers next year for kindergarten instead of taking another year to teach her how to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-350755219318405817?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/350755219318405817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/any-suggestions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/350755219318405817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/350755219318405817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/12/any-suggestions.html' title='Any suggestions?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5178600701562856634</id><published>2011-11-28T07:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:10:28.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Week</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 day weekend is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get back to reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is out of town this week from Monday to Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney goes back to preschool and Megan needs to get back to homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun while it lasted, we had some great family time this weekend with a couple of family parties, a night at the Western Heritage Museum, and an afternoon at the Joslyn Art Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5178600701562856634?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5178600701562856634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5178600701562856634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5178600701562856634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-week.html' title='New Week'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1932130464440552095</id><published>2011-11-26T14:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T22:02:35.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More words please.</title><content type='html'>Ok, Christian needs to add more words to his vocabulary soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I hear all day is either "tractor" or "football"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can also say "dada" very well along with "chair", "more", and "water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget "choo, choo" for a train or "vroom, vroom" for a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are more than these, but I can't think of them off the top of my head. He can understand a lot more than he can say. I just would like to know what he's talking about half the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1932130464440552095?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1932130464440552095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-words-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1932130464440552095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1932130464440552095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-words-please.html' title='More words please.'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3838752380216559815</id><published>2011-11-25T22:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:09:23.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Connections to School</title><content type='html'>Ok, for the third time today, I am going to write on my blog.  I can never seem to sleep anymore, so why not just blog some more??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today I didn't have school with Megan, but in a sense, we still had it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to the Western Heritage Museum tonight for the annual Christmas tree lighting party.  We parked about a half mile away, enjoyed the trains for awhile, then missed it when they turned the lights on the tree in the main reception hall. It's ok, it was crowded with people and wouldn't have seen much anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we brought what we have been learning in history and made some connections to the city of Omaha.  (I am just so amazed at how much we are learning in school!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been studying about the ancient Greeks this week in school and we are at about 500BC now.  For those of you who don't know, this is about the time of the Greek Golden Age.  Everything was going great for the Greeks.  Their city had just been burned down by the Persians (Megan can tell you that story) and the Greeks were rebuilding their city and a whole new level of culture was arising. They built the Parthenon, created money, and established their theatre.  There were many new modern thoughts and they had some great leaders at the time  (Until those Spartans came in and ruined everything 50 years later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were at the museum and we were in the Byron Reed collection, which is a huge collection of money from all over the world.  I am usually bored with this section, so I really didn't pay much attention, but just today, I looked over and saw "Greek money."  I said, "Megan, Megan, come over here!"  We sat there together and read how each city-state in Greece had thier own insignia on their own money.  They had an example there from a city-state in Greece, unfortunately, it was not one that we have been learning about, but I still thought it was so cool that we knew what a city-state was, we knew that money was pretty new at that time, and we just knew the culture. It was fun to bring it all together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below the Greece money, there was money from the Roman empire. I know we are going to be studying that next week, so we might need to go back.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At another section of the museum, they had displays about the first buildings and their architecture here in Omaha. There were some theatre masks displayed on the wall and some columns on the other wall.(I still don't know why these were there when they were talking about architecture?) Do you know where theatre masks and columns on buildings orignated? Greece you guess? Correct!  We had just studied the different kinds of columns that the Greeks used in their buildings on Wednesday. We also talked about how the Greeks made their theatres and how they would use masks that would signify their moods. These masks are what you often see around theatres these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFylpj6XthU/TtBzltp5ZWI/AAAAAAAAAsA/esItLT68hzI/s1600/thumbnail%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFylpj6XthU/TtBzltp5ZWI/AAAAAAAAAsA/esItLT68hzI/s200/thumbnail%255B3%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679166221861872994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5albxNbDs0/TtBzljae91I/AAAAAAAAAr4/r2fdGh-im9c/s1600/thumbnail%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d5albxNbDs0/TtBzljae91I/AAAAAAAAAr4/r2fdGh-im9c/s200/thumbnail%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679166219112871762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, it gets better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, we stopped at Subway (against Courtney's wishes) and as I am sitting their eating, I notice that their windows are in an arch shape.  Any guesses here? Ok,I will tell you then. The Romans invented the arch that we see ALL OVER THE PLACE!!  Like I said, we start studying about the Roman empire next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DyTrwdEb62I/TtB0PBBxkeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/GO5JtMI9sv0/s1600/thumbnail%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DyTrwdEb62I/TtB0PBBxkeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/GO5JtMI9sv0/s200/thumbnail%255B3%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679166931436933602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see why I love homeschooling??&lt;br /&gt;1.  She would not be learning any of this at public school.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Even if she was learning it, would I know she was learning it? As a parent last year when Megan was at school, I didn't know what she was learning half the time.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Because I am the one teaching her, I can point things out as we are out in public and I can let her make the connection. Like I did 4 times today!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait to teach American history next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering, I really like teaching all the other subject too and if I can, I like to make connecttions anyway I can. (Like when Megan says, "What time is it?" I reply with, "You can read a clock, what does it say?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one more example just because it is funny. Here's another "connection". It's not so important to us, but to a farmer, it is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are reading a book called "Strawberry Girl" for school and in this book, the family makes a field, puts a fence around it, and puts cows in it.  They want to grow strawberries in there to sell later.  Now, why would a person put cows in a field that they want to grow strawberries in??? Oh yeah, the cows "fertilize" the soil so they can have better strawberries!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one took a little bit of explaining to Megan- poor city girl! But never fear, we got a real live example yesterday. We were driving out to my parents for Thanksgiving and out in the country, we saw some cows out in the corn fields.  Of course, I say, "Look Megan and Courtney, there are cows out in the fields? What do you think they are doing out there besides eating the leftover corn?"  Fertilizing!! Same concept as in the book we are reading!!  I just had to laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kNAWdLt5jzQ/TtB0WWnE2eI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JSB6_OQ_1Eg/s1600/thumbnail%255B5%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kNAWdLt5jzQ/TtB0WWnE2eI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JSB6_OQ_1Eg/s200/thumbnail%255B5%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679167057489615330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the end of my really long blog. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3838752380216559815?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3838752380216559815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/connections-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3838752380216559815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3838752380216559815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/connections-to-school.html' title='Connections to School'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFylpj6XthU/TtBzltp5ZWI/AAAAAAAAAsA/esItLT68hzI/s72-c/thumbnail%255B3%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-306866488403928809</id><published>2011-11-25T15:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:29:32.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off..</title><content type='html'>I got talked into, I let Megan have the day off. I think she is enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been in her room all afternoon listening to "Adventures in Odyssey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have to do school this weekend, but it is soooo nice to just sit around today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-306866488403928809?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/306866488403928809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/306866488403928809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/306866488403928809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-off.html' title='Day off..'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1415037343070521740</id><published>2011-11-25T10:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T11:01:44.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan for the Day :)</title><content type='html'>1. Black Friday Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Husker Football Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! None of the above!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The REAL plan is to sleep in, eat breakfast, sit around a little bit, shower the children, shower myself, and then do something constructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls' playroom has been a disaster for about 2 weeks now, so that is first on the agenda.  This is Courtney's agenda for the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is, of course, watching football. I'm surprised he hasn't turned the Husker game on yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian is playing very nicely in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan is working on her homework, so when that is done, she gets to help Courtney with the playroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, the teacher of Ruwe homeschool says we are going to have school today. I know it is a vacation day, but I have one day left of school for the week.  I can either do it today, tomorrow, or Sunday. I figure, let's just do it today and get it done with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we will need to do something family-friendly today since Matt is off.  (Maybe he will work on the basement while I am teaching Megan this afternoon?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are going to head down to the Western Heritage Museum for the annual tree lighting ceremony.  They have a lot of family-friendly activities down there, Christian is really into his trains lately, plus we have a family membership, so why not? Oh, it might be packed with people, but I think we are going to try anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the weekend free and we have nothing planned, so hopefully it will be nice and relaxing!! (But of course, Matt goes back to Iowa on Monday and I am on my own again until Wednesday.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1415037343070521740?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1415037343070521740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/plan-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1415037343070521740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1415037343070521740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/plan-for-day.html' title='Plan for the Day :)'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6704450638266868897</id><published>2011-11-23T07:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:00:05.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Days</title><content type='html'>I love days off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it that none of my kid are early risers, Matt is, but he gets up and lets me be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard for me to get out of bed unless I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8 and we are usually all up by now for preschool. It's 8 and nobody is up yet (except for Matt and I). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we homeschool both girls next year and don't need to get up for preschool, how am I going to get motivated in the morning???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We didn't get anywhere yesterday and if we don't go somewhere this morning, we're pretty much stuck here all day again. I would like to get to the gym this morning, so maybe I can kick everybody out of their beds and get going!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6704450638266868897?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6704450638266868897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/vacation-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6704450638266868897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6704450638266868897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/vacation-days.html' title='Vacation Days'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3108668924721636751</id><published>2011-11-21T21:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:28:58.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Football?</title><content type='html'>I think it's funny that Christian, at 17 months of age, brings me the TV remote and says, "football?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3108668924721636751?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3108668924721636751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3108668924721636751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3108668924721636751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/football.html' title='Football?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3865717855469120744</id><published>2011-11-20T07:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T07:37:26.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Door Mission and Wal-mart</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had one goal.  Make a trip to the Open Door Mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our goal was two-fold. Megan had collected toys for the kids down there for her birthday. It was a great idea-instead of bringing Megan presents, the people brought gifts for the Open Door Mission. It worked out great! This was something Megan wanted to do for her birthday. Don't worry, she still got presents for herself, just not as many.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of the plan was to clean out the storage section in our basement and take everything that we weren't using/ didn't need/ will never use again down there too.  This also included items that I have been putting in piles throughout the house- old clothes, old shoes, old small appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a couple of hours to clean it out, but we got it. It is amazing what we found down there! For instance, Megan has been begging me to find this porcelain doll that grandma Jo had given her when she was a baby.  I looked in every box in her room and I just couldn't figure out where it went! Well, it was in a box in the basement. She was about in tears when I found it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also found a couple of boxes of more items that we had received for our wedding that could go in our China hutch- glass bowls, goblets, flower vases, etc. I found old scrap books and a crate of piano books (that's where those went!).  I also found a box of school books.  Somewhere along the line, my mom had found these elementary English books. They are full of stories and I thought Megan would love reading out of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got rid of a lot of stuff too.  Our old microwave that we took out of kitchen last year went to the mission. We had intended to sell it on Craig's list, but never did. We had old towels we were never going to use, some flower vases that we have doubles of, and some other household items.  I am so glad these were all going to nice organization that will give them to people who need them.  The mission does such good work in Omaha and starting in December, I think we are going to start serving down there as a family.  This is one thing I really want to incorporate as part of the Ruwe homeschool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Matt and Megan were delivering items to the Open Dorr Mission, Courtney and I decided that we wanted to make some banana bread.  Well, you can't make banana bread without eggs, so that idea was thrown out the window.  Next I decided to find something to make for a thanksgiving get-together that we have Sunday afternoon.  After looking through my pantry, I decided I had nothing to take. Plus it was Matt's birthday on Sunday, and we hadn't gotten a gift for him yet. So I made an executive decision and Courtney, Christian, and I were off to Wal-Mart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping went great, except I am beginning to dislike going grocery shopping on the weekends. Unofortunately, the trouble started at the check-out lanes.  Christian was being good in the cart like usual and then he spotted the tractor.  Wal-Mart had set up this big section of bikes and riding toys for young kids like Christian and Courtney. They were right by the check-out lanes too! There was a John Deere jeep and a couple of race cars that were for boys.  Christian spotted these and almost jumped out of his seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time he was saying, "Tractor, Tractor!".  I would say, "Do you want to ride the tractor?" and he would get even more excited! I had let Courtney go play on them and other kids were on them, so he was not too good in the cart. The cashier was even saying, "I'm going as fast as I can!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all done checking out and I took him over there and he was all smiles! He got on the green jeep and was thrilled! Then he got on a car, back to the jeep, then over to a race car. He was having a great time!! (How was I going to get him out of here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got out of the 2nd race car and headed back to the jeep when another boy came along and got into that race car that he was just in. He immediately got jealous and he screamed at the top of his lungs! He has a tendency to do this, he thinks that once he's played in it, the toy is his. So I picked him up and we headed to the door.  Poor thing needs to learn to share! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was buckling Christian into his carseat in the car, I looked over at Courtney and she looked kind of sad. I said, "Courtney, we had to leave because your brother was being naughty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me with her big brown eyes and that were welling up in tears.  She said, "He was NOT being naughty, he was being very good" and she started crying! Poor thing!  She wanted me to tell the other boy to get off the car so Christian could ride it again! She does not like it when Christian gets his feelings hurt, expecially by other kids!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain to her that Christian has to share and he was being very good until that moment.  She said, "I don't want to talk about it anymore." Fine Courtney! I love her heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we got home and Matt and Megan were back home and it was a very peaceful evening! Too bad those Huskers lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3865717855469120744?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3865717855469120744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/open-door-mission-and-wal-mart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3865717855469120744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3865717855469120744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/open-door-mission-and-wal-mart.html' title='Open Door Mission and Wal-mart'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-827178129117951717</id><published>2011-11-18T21:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:35:08.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The stove is fixed!</title><content type='html'>About a month or two ago, we realized there was a screw missing off the side of the door of the stove (that came out because I lean on the handle all the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The screw was completely gone and now my door was hanging about an inch open on one side.  It was hard to get to an appliance store to get a screw specifically for our stove, so fixing the stove was put on hold. Until last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a special trip to an appliance store at 72nd and Dodge and ordered the $4.50 screw. It wasn't even a half inch long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Matt picked up the screw and while I was gone tonight, he fixed my stove!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, does it look so much better! Maybe now I can open the door without thinking the front glass is going to come out and shatter everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Matt....now onto finishing the basement.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-827178129117951717?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/827178129117951717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/stove-is-fixed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/827178129117951717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/827178129117951717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/stove-is-fixed.html' title='The stove is fixed!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5288541367285492984</id><published>2011-11-17T07:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T08:11:09.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts from the Week</title><content type='html'>1.  I love Tuesdays and Thursdays.  No reason to get up and out the door by 8:45.  We sleep in, a little bit and enjoy the morning.  Wait, I catch up on housework and the laundry. But stil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Christian and Courtney are such buddies lately!! When I put Christian down for a nap at 1:30 so I can teach Megan for a couple of hours, Courtney says, "Mom, do you HAVE to put him down for a nap? I want somebody to play with." She is really starting to get bored by herself while I am teaching Megan. She can't wait for him to get up so she can play with him. I have offered her to sit down and do school with us, but she doesn't want to. She usually ends up wondering around the house until Christian wakes up. Oh and interrupting us about every 10 minutes to see if it's 3:00 yet so she can have her "ice cream break." She was so good about playing by herself during this time! What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When Christian is awake, dump truck rides are usually what Courtney and Christian are doing. Christian will get in the dump truck and Courtney will push him around the house as fast as she can. Christian loves it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if Megan were to touch the dump truck while Christian was in it, he would have nothing of it. Them two don't play together very well and I think it is because Megan doesn't "play" with Christian, she is usually teasing him, irritating him, laying on him, etc.  He doesn't really like her close to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Matt is gone in Iowa again this week.  He was supposed to go next week and we had a nice vacation planned. We were going to go along and stay at a hotel that had a waterpark! But unfortunately, his company doesn't want him in Iowa next week, so no more vacation. :( It would've worked great during the week of Thanksgiving because Courtney doesn't have preschool on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I sat at the kitchen table for 4 hours yesterday teaching kids!!! 4 hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;I started school wtih Megan at 1:30 and about 3, Courtney was begging for her "ice cream break" (like usual)  This works for me too. :)  We took about a half hour break for ice cream and to get Christian up.  Then I finished with Megan about 4:30.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Courtney wanted to do school!  I love sitting down with her because she is soooo eager to learn lately.  We sat at the table for another 45 minutes or so working on her preschool books.  I was begging her to be done, I had had enough talking and teaching, but the other two were gone playing, so it was perfect timing. Ahhh, when she decided we were done, I got up and vegged in front of the TV for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we decide to homeschool Courtney next year, how will this work?? It will definitely help that I will not have her preschool schedule to work around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Megan's favorite two subjects are history and Bible. Anybody can ask her and this will be her reply.  I am with you Megan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, we are learning world history this year and everything we are learning lately, I was never taught in school, so I am learning right along with her.  Right now we are at about 500 BC and yesterday we learned how King Xerxes of Persia invaded Greece. We learned the whole story of how the smaller Athenian army defeated the huge army of Persia! Wow! I am a history buff, so I am loving this!! Megan is too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's awesome that when we open our Bible to do our lesson there and we are learning about the same people and places as in history class. On Tuesday, we were talking about King Darius and Persia and how he tried to invade Greece (the 2nd attempt, King Xerxes was the 3rd attempt). Well, we flipped our Bible open to the book of Daniel and guess who we are talking about - King Darius of Persia! I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, who thought I would get excited about the Perians, Greeks, Spartans, Assyrians, Babylonians, Mesopotamians, the Indus Valley, China at 500 BC?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And would Megan be getting ANY of this at public school? NO!! (But is it important that she learns history in 2nd grade? Should we be doing more reading and writing and math like they would be doing in school? Obviously I don't think so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Did you know that the $150 million bond issue for Milard Public Schools failed this week? Yes, the voters voted it down, which included Matt and I.  Would you vote for a tax increase when your kids did not go to school there?? But I do think that higher security and doors on their elementary school classrooms was a good idea, I do not think artificial turf is.  This is a district that took bussing away for 900 students and yet wants to add artifical turf. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Courtney is making some really good friends at preschool this year! One of her main friends is a girl named Livi.  Yesterday at pick up her mom said to me, "Everyday Livi asks if there is preschool because she can't wait to come and play with Courtney." Isn't that sweet??  We definitely have to have them over to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am loving my gym membership.  Two hours completely by myself two days a week is great! Courtney is at preschool, Christian and Megan are in childcare. Yesterday I was in the pool for about an hour and a half. Seriously, it is so relaxing. Exercising plus having time to myself! Two things that are great for me right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Ok, so I didn't really mean to write to 10, but if you know me, I like even numbers, so I just can't end at 9. :) Don't even ask me about my fettish with even vs. odd numbers (yes, having 3 children drives me nuts)! Anyway, off to get the kids up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5288541367285492984?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5288541367285492984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/random-thoughts-from-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5288541367285492984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5288541367285492984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/random-thoughts-from-week.html' title='Random Thoughts from the Week'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7728228002528524485</id><published>2011-11-14T22:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:03:36.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan's quote of the day</title><content type='html'>Today, I was struggling to get Megan to do her math homework, again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about lunch time and I finally said, "Megan, you need to get your homework done before I will let you eat lunch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her response was, "What? You care more about my homework than your starving child??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Megan, at this moment I do! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7728228002528524485?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7728228002528524485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/megans-quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7728228002528524485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7728228002528524485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/megans-quote-of-day.html' title='Megan&apos;s quote of the day'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7519599475797486175</id><published>2011-11-14T07:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:13:12.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do at 3 am?</title><content type='html'>I just had to laugh.  This was one of the questions for a game at the baby shower I attended yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do at 3 am while you are up with the baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously now, are you really going to watch TV, catch up on reading, check facebook, listen to music??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, you might need both hands to do some of these things and if you are breastfeeding at 3 am, that may not be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, are you really going to stimulate yourself so much that you are going to wake up and not be able to go back to sleep? Why would you do this, especially if you have to get up and go to work in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, when I was up at 3 am, I wasn't up long enough to really do any of these things. Catch up on reading? watch tv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's my answer.  When you get up, turn a night light on, keep the room quiet, do not stimulate yourself or the baby with any bright lights!! Do not stimulate your brain at all. Really, who wants to think at 3 am?? I don't! Feed the baby, change the baby, put the baby back to bed. Put yourself back to bed.  Nothing else! (Somebody said they should pray during that time- that is an excellent thing to do while feeding the baby at 3 am too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if the baby thinks he/ she wants to be a night owl and be up for hours, sure, go ahead and watch TV/ read a book/ etc.  I totally understand. If you're going to be up, might as well do something. But really, try your best to get everybody back to bed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my answer about what to do at 3 am!&lt;br /&gt;(Can't you tell I never did any of those things??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7519599475797486175?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7519599475797486175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-would-you-do-at-3-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7519599475797486175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7519599475797486175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-would-you-do-at-3-am.html' title='What would you do at 3 am?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1569447745841748359</id><published>2011-11-13T17:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:09:57.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Parties in 4 Days</title><content type='html'>Ok, all I can say is that I am tired of "parties", tired of cake,tired of chit-chatting, and tired of singing happy birthday! This week/ weekend was a little much. I am very happy for everybody and their birthdays, but I am D-O-N-E!I just want to curl up and spend some time alone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night- Megan had her family birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night- Megan had her friends party.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- my niece's first birthday party&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning- our church's 30th birthday party (yes, they threw a party for our church)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon- sister-in-laws baby shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exhausted, but I still have to make supper for the family and teach Megan tonight. I let her have Thurday and Friday off from school because it was her birthday and we had to get ready for her parties, but she is not getting out of it. I told her we were going to make it up on the weekend and we will. I love the flexibility of homeschooling, but I don't like having to do school on the weekends, especially on a Sunday night. Everything from last week has to be done before we go to bed tonight, my rule! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we start our week over again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1569447745841748359?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1569447745841748359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/5-parties-in-4-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1569447745841748359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1569447745841748359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/5-parties-in-4-days.html' title='5 Parties in 4 Days'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5886706150095741066</id><published>2011-11-11T22:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:22:05.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos!</title><content type='html'>Yep, that's what you get when you invite nine girls from ages 7-9 years over for a 2 1/2 hour birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. What notes should I take from this year to apply to next year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5886706150095741066?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5886706150095741066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/chaos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5886706150095741066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5886706150095741066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/chaos.html' title='Chaos!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4944789850831557541</id><published>2011-11-11T06:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T06:44:54.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the big birthday that Megan had counted down to for months. She was patient through Christian and Courtney's birthday. She always wanted to know why her birthday was last, we say, "We saved the best for last."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days earlier, she had told me that she didn't want to go to school on her birthday. With homeschooling, we could do that, but I didn't really have any other time this week to sit down with her for school. I had told her that I needed to do school on her birthday, so we could take Friday afternoon off to get ready for her friends' party.  I have 4 day lesson plans, so taking a day off each week seems to work out really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually take Tuesday and Thursdays mornings to just stay home and catch up on things like housework. So yesterday, we did that. I made Megan waffles for breakfast, we all got dressed, and we cleaned up a little bit. I didn't want to clean the entire house on Friday afternoon, so my idea was to get some done on Thursday morning.  We did and I was happy with the progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to CiCi's for lunch, per Megan's request, and then we headed over to Kohl's for a little shopping. I had 30% off coupon and Megan wanted a couple more fleece shirts.  Before we headed in though, Matt had mentioned that we should see a movie that afternoon and soon I stared reminded him that we had to do school and that I didn't have any other good time to do school before Sunday night.  His response, "But it's Megan's birthday, let her have some fun!" Ugh, go ahead and ruin my plans, but he had a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our shopping done and I gave in. It was her birthday and Matt had decided to take the afternoon off to spend it with her, he just didn't tell me until then! We decided to see "Puss in Boots" at Village Pointe.  So much for school. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie got over about 4:30 and we headed home. About 5, we had some friends stop over and by 5:45, we needed to leave to go to Megan's party at Godfather's.  (I thought I could get math or reading in during this house, but that didn't happen either!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan's party at Godfather's was a great success! She's old enough where she doesn't need a big party at our house anymore, but I still wanted to do something for her. I had her uncles and aunts asking me about her party and I knew people had bought her gifts already.  We rented out the party room at Godfathers, just invited immediate family, bought everybody pizza and pop, and had a little get-together.  I thought it turned out well, except for when Megan was spitting as she blew out her candles! We will have to work with her for next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan and I also came up with the idea that she should donate her presents to the Open Door Mission. I am so glad that the family supported her little service project and bought things for them.  She got a couple of presents from grandmas and she will get presents tonight with her friends' party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she had a great birthday and I better get busy and start planning her party for tonight! Yikes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4944789850831557541?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4944789850831557541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4944789850831557541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4944789850831557541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-birthday.html' title='The Big Birthday!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7238921437417420642</id><published>2011-11-09T19:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:48:28.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A night off from AWANA</title><content type='html'>I haven't stayed home from AWANA in the last four years that we have been going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian hasn't been feeling good all week. He's had a runny nose, but last night and today, he's felt a little warm.  Tonight Matt and I decided, at the last minute, that we should keep him home.  He didn't have a very good nap today because I had to take the girls to the dentist at 3. You could tell he was tired. While we were eating supper tonight, he just looked miserable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that I should stay home with him because Matt has missed the last two weeks of Cubbies with Courtney.  They left about 6 and I sat down in front of the TV with Christian was on my lap and he didn't move! This is not like him at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6:40 I put his pajamas because he was yawning and by 6:45, he was asleep on my lap! Poor thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is in bed now, but I'm not sure if he will sleep all night or not. I hope so, he needs to sleep to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have the next two hours to myself!!  I should really do something I want to do, BUT Megan is having 9 friends over Friday night for her birthday party and I don't have much time to clean between now and then.  Unfortunately, I am going to enjoy my peace and quiet and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the dentists today, both girls got glowing reports. Well, Megan needs to brush better, but neither one had any cavities! The hygenist wanted to put sealants on Megan's teeth and Megan would only let her do one, she closed her mouth and wouldn't let her do anymore.:( Now I have to take her back in about a month to finish them.  Courtney's teeth were great and she has one six-year molar in already. They want to put sealants on that one the next time we are in.  Sounds good to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7238921437417420642?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7238921437417420642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-off-from-awana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7238921437417420642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7238921437417420642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/night-off-from-awana.html' title='A night off from AWANA'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7621638188375236158</id><published>2011-11-08T21:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:38:33.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I started something...</title><content type='html'>Courtney has been begging me to teach her to read. I want to teach her because her excitement to learn is so great right now, but I'm having a hard time finding time to sit down with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I got to put her to bed.  We were doing connect the dots with the alphabet and somehow we got on the subject of her wanting to learn to read. I had also found some alphabet cards while I was sitting there, so I decided to test her and see what she knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew almost all the alphabet, so I went through again and started teaching her the sounds. She knew some really well, like the ones she had learned in preschool, but others not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to push it further. I got out a piece of paper and wrote the word "fun" on it, wondering if she could figure it out.  With much prompting, she did! You should've seen her eyes light up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned fun into sun, which she also got. Then we went to it, then sit, then hit. (We could do the whole word family!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think once she figures out the sounds to words, she will take off in reading! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we might be doing more of this tomorrow! Good thing I kept a lot of Megan's kindergarten readers and word family papers! I might need to get those out soon. And add some Courtney reading time to our school time in the afternoons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7621638188375236158?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7621638188375236158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-think-i-started-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7621638188375236158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7621638188375236158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-think-i-started-something.html' title='I think I started something...'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-550032865211573570</id><published>2011-11-07T18:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:18:42.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been awhile since I have been to the doctor and received some good news! &lt;br /&gt;(I don't write about any of my health problems on here, if you haven't noticed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the dentist today and came out with a great report!&lt;br /&gt;No cavities, no need for a crown, no need for a root canal, nothing! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;There is something going on with one of my front teeth, but nothing showed up in the xray, so the dentist said to let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good news! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my teeth are good, doesn't mean that my jaw is good....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-550032865211573570?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/550032865211573570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/550032865211573570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/550032865211573570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3616125842531900154</id><published>2011-11-07T18:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T21:18:13.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very peaceful :)</title><content type='html'>While I was making dinner tonight, it seemed very peaceful in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was being crazy, nobody was fighting, nobody was being left out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why? They were watching a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know the last time they watched a movie, I usually don't even have the TV on during the day,  but I was gone at the dentist and they conned daddy into letting them watch a movie! Wow, I should do this more often :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3616125842531900154?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3616125842531900154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/very-peaceful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3616125842531900154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3616125842531900154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/very-peaceful.html' title='Very peaceful :)'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3952768080589907688</id><published>2011-11-06T21:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:37:26.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework troubles again!</title><content type='html'>Tonight,like any other night, Megan had homework.  She had 5 pages of handwriting and two pages of math to get done before school tomorrow.  She has 2 to 3 pages of handwriting everyday. Since it's not a daily "lesson", I usually let it slide until Sunday night. Then she has to have everything from the previous week finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it came to be 7:45 pm tonight and I reminded her that she had homework to do. So she immediately started to complain. She did pull out her math and finished that in about 10-15 minutes without too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8 pm, she pulled out her handwriting. She was sitting in the living room with us til about 8:20 and had 1/2 a page done.  By 8:30, nothing more was done, except a lot more complaining and moaning about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8:35, Matt and I had had enough complaining and I was determined that she was going to get it done before she went to bed.  We had already told her that if it wasn't done by 8:30, she would get no books for bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know that if I put Megan in a room all by herself, she will get busy. This is probably the one thing she hates the most in life, but I had no other choice! There is nobody to distract her and nobody for her to talk to. So I took her handwriting book and pencil and took it up to my sitting room off my master bedroom. She went in and I told her she could not come out until it was done and I shut the door behind me. Wow, she was not happy with this situation!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within ten minutes, she had everything completed! I knew it would work!&lt;br /&gt;(I knew it would because I've had to do this before for a math test).  If we continue to homeschool, we need to have our own "homeschool" room where she can go and do homework or give her her own room back with her own desk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3952768080589907688?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3952768080589907688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/homework-troubles-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3952768080589907688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3952768080589907688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/homework-troubles-again.html' title='Homework troubles again!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5450529130488656218</id><published>2011-11-06T08:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T08:04:17.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Change!</title><content type='html'>Anybody else love laying in bed until the kids decide to wake up? I'm loving the extra hour of "down time" for me, I don't get it very often!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:02 new time, which means 9:02 old time, and my girls are still sleeping!!&lt;br /&gt;Christian is awake and talking in his crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loev that my kids are not early risers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should probably go wake them up, we have church this morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5450529130488656218?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5450529130488656218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5450529130488656218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5450529130488656218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/time-change.html' title='Time Change!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6988896252997908837</id><published>2011-11-05T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T10:19:48.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived.</title><content type='html'>Matt was gone another 3 days this week and I survived again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to rearrange a few things this week because we were behind in school from the previous week, but we are all caught up now.  I am really amazed at how much Megan is picking up!  For instance, I think I gave her my cold.  I asked her this morning, "Do you remember from health what we are supposed to eat when we get sick?" She responded,"an apple!" (I was really looking for vitamin C, but an apple contains vitamin C, so she was correct!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also having great fun reading a story about a Chinese missinoary Gladys Alyward. She is a lady who flunked out of missionary school in England, but was still determined to be a missionary in China.  After travelling 6 weeks to find an English missionary in China, her dream comes true, but only after many trials that only God could have gotten her through! We are at the part in the book now where she has become a local foot inspector. Her job is to go to local villages and make sure parents unbind their little girls feet.  What is feet binding, you may ask? Well, ask Megan! It's where the Chinese would fold little girls' feet over and then wrap them up like that so they grow crooked. They did this because they thought men didn't like "big" feet. The women could only hobble with bound feet. Megan and I looked up pictures of bound feet on the internet and we have really learned a lot about this terrible custom the Chinese used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time in this book, the government made a rule that bound feet are illegal.  Gladys had to go from village to village to make sure everybody under the age of 10 had unbound feet. By age 12, your feet were stuck that way. :( Gladys was picked because she could actually walk. She was not from China and her feet were not bound. Everyday when I ask Megan what subject she wants to do first, she always said, "Read Gladys!" I'm so glad she is enjoying learning! It is a very interesting book and I would highly recommend it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry about that tangent, but I love to see my girls love learning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6988896252997908837?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6988896252997908837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-survived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6988896252997908837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6988896252997908837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-survived.html' title='I survived.'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5143705437297951415</id><published>2011-11-01T08:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:43:38.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Powers</title><content type='html'>This morning, Courtney came up to me and said, "If I use my secret powers from my secret hiding place, can I change this candy so it is good for me and then have it for breakfast??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Courtney!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was very creative and a very sneaky way to have candy for breakfast!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5143705437297951415?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5143705437297951415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/magic-powers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5143705437297951415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5143705437297951415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/magic-powers.html' title='Magic Powers'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3703533793665695414</id><published>2011-11-01T07:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T07:12:38.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 am</title><content type='html'>Matt left for Des Moines this morning at 6 am. I am on my own for the next 3 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3703533793665695414?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3703533793665695414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/6-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3703533793665695414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3703533793665695414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/11/6-am.html' title='6 am'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6824308551193261606</id><published>2011-10-31T21:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:40:21.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschooling lessons for me</title><content type='html'>I can tell I'm a little bit more relaxed about homeschooling these days. I am not exactly going "by the book" anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have four day lesson plans for Bible, history, read-alouds (chapter books I read to Megan), and language arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have five day lesson plans for math, readers (chapter books that Megan reads to me), and handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started homeschooling with Megan, I would do everything on Monday that I was supposed to do on Monday.  I would do Bible, history, read-alouds, language arts, math, readers, and handwriting. I didn't go ahead, I didn't make up from the day before. Right on schedule. The rest of the week would work the same way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this didn't work and we would get a little behind for the week.  Maybe I would get my four days done, but still have math, handwriting, and readers I had to squeeze in over the weekend or something.  (Seriously, I thought I would have plenty of time to teach Megan! HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory was that as long as I had all the work from the previous week done by Sunday night, then I would be good! I have week-long lesson plans and they need to be done a week at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last week, I didn't teach Megan on two days because of some other things that came up, so I assumed we would get it done over the weekend. Well, that didn't happen. It doesn't help that she had a ton of homework to catch up on.  Like 2 assignments of math, 5 assignments of handwriting, language arts, science, and I really try to get piano lessons in once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I got up this morning, I knew we had some catching up to do, since we didn't get it finished over the weekend. My new goal was to have her homework done by 1:30 (when we usually start school), then we would do the last few lessons from last week (our spelling test, one more lesson in math, and Bible), do our AWANA verses, learn a little about Halloween, and then start on anything for this week.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did! It is amazing, Megan managed to get her math done this morning along with her handwriting. Really, I told her she couldn't come eat lunch until she had it done- and she did it! She still has language arts and science to do, but I didn't exactly need those done by today, so I let them slide...until tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are back on track with everything, mostly anyway.  We got through our AWANA verses today and learned about Halloween.  I even started some work for the upcoming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about this is that even though we were behind in some things, we are 5 days ahead in our reader.  We've been reading this detective book and today we were supposed to read chapter 6, then tomorrow, chapter 7, and by Friday, we were supposed to read chapter 10 and finish the book.  Well, we just finished it all today.  We sat down to read and since the chapters are only about 5-6 pages, Megan kept saying, "Just one more chapter?" If things were going good with Christian and Courtney, we would keep on reading!  So we read all 5 chapters and finished the book.  Amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning about flexibility.  Now tomorrow we won't have to do readers, so I might have some time to do two lesson in history.  It's kind of nice to be able to work ahead or save some lessons for later. This doesn't work it all the subjects, but some it works really nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like it that if she has an interest in something she is studying about, we can stop and research it a little bit more on the Internet.  We are reading a chapter book about a missionary in China and how she encountered women who had bound their feet. So what did we do? We stopped and looked up bound feet on the Internet and did our own little research. It's amazing all the things I am learning too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6824308551193261606?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6824308551193261606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschooling-lessons-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6824308551193261606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6824308551193261606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschooling-lessons-for-me.html' title='Homeschooling lessons for me'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1370578994923325265</id><published>2011-10-30T21:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:40:08.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Carseats</title><content type='html'>Can you tell which Ruwe kid did not like their new carseat situation??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0ovvTESrfs/Tq4J3bNMfJI/AAAAAAAAArY/NvUgqtFTN04/s1600/IMG_6369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669479828706589842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0ovvTESrfs/Tq4J3bNMfJI/AAAAAAAAArY/NvUgqtFTN04/s200/IMG_6369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHeJQYig5WU/Tq4J9QLfitI/AAAAAAAAArk/gJ710HtS9ZA/s1600/IMG_6370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669479928825875154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHeJQYig5WU/Tq4J9QLfitI/AAAAAAAAArk/gJ710HtS9ZA/s200/IMG_6370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzt6Nrcn3H0/Tq4Jp40U7GI/AAAAAAAAArM/kasdf-GoIfM/s1600/IMG_6368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669479596137180258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzt6Nrcn3H0/Tq4Jp40U7GI/AAAAAAAAArM/kasdf-GoIfM/s200/IMG_6368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, she was much better about it the next day. Change is always hard, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1370578994923325265?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1370578994923325265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-carseats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1370578994923325265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1370578994923325265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-carseats.html' title='New Carseats'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0ovvTESrfs/Tq4J3bNMfJI/AAAAAAAAArY/NvUgqtFTN04/s72-c/IMG_6369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6587249929139818886</id><published>2011-10-29T16:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:24:58.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>Ok, the Nebraska football gave has been over for about 2 hours now...they won, blah, blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4:15, I informed Matt of the win and he said, "What, the game is over?" Yes Matt, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks to X-box live, we can now rewatch the entire game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what the two boys in my house are doing right now???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6587249929139818886?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6587249929139818886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6587249929139818886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6587249929139818886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/football.html' title='Football'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8914137896570822750</id><published>2011-10-28T07:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T07:49:00.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much money!</title><content type='html'>I just checked our claim of benefits page to see what health care bills have came through and my jaw dropped. I know health care is a lot, but seriously, I think this is getting ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, after Megan fainted, I took her in for an office visit. She had never fainted before and I wanted to get her checked out. Usually an office visit is $128 after insurance, now I think that is crazy enough to see a doctor for only 10 minutes! Guess what Megan's was? $186.42 after insurance!!! (It was $193 to start!) Seriously!! It was a regular office visit just like everything else. I am tempted to call and see why it was so much more than usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have met our deductible for the year, we are only paying 10%, but wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8914137896570822750?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8914137896570822750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/too-much-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8914137896570822750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8914137896570822750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/too-much-money.html' title='Too much money!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6974177727664217275</id><published>2011-10-27T21:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:32:42.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes in Carseats!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am going to get on my soapbox about carseats on this entry, so just bear with me. This is my personal opinion and you do not have to agree with me if you do not want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we did the big switcheroo in the carseat department. Megan got moved to a high-back booster seat, Courtney gets Megan's 5 point harness carseat, and Christian gets moved into a convertible carseat and out of his infant carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the first day that Megan will ride in a high-back booster seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day we brought her home from the hospital, she has been in a 5 point harness carseat. And she is almost 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we over-protective when it comes to safety? Why didn't we put her in a booster seat 4 years ago? Why does every other kid ride in a low-back booster seat and our children are still harnessed? Why you ask? IT'S SAFER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often cringe when I see 4 year olds in a low-back booster seat (Did you know high back booster seats are 70% safer than low-backs?). I cringe when I see kids not in booster seats that are the same age as both of my girls! I cringe when I see booster seats in the front seat of cars. I cringe when I see carseat buckles/straps not tightened. I cringe when I see kids with thick winter jackets on in carseats, whether booster seat or harness mode. How about one year olds who are front-facing? Christian will probably stay backwards until at least 2 or 3, thanks to new research that kids can actually break their neck when they are faced forward too early and are involved in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I just don't get it. If there is a safer way to have your children ride around in your car, why don't you give that to them? Why do some parents move their kids to a low-back booster seat AS SOON AS THEY CAN just for convenience? Yes, booster seats are MUCH more convenient than harnessed carseats that you need to install and be kept in one car. Trust me! But they are not very safe. I will take the safety of my children anyday over convenience!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to it, we bought Megan a high back booster seat that actually latches into the car, so if we get into an accident, she will not have the force of the carseat on her, unlike other booster seats that just sit on the seat. And this is why we had to buy a Honda! We had to have enough latches and tethers for three carseats! Seriously, if Megan was in a low back booster that wasn't latched in, we could've spent a whole lot less on a new car! But no, we want our children to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to remind everybody, Megan, or any of my children, will not ride in the front seat until they are 12 and they will remain in booster seats until they are 4 ft. 9 inches, like the carseat recommendations. Seriously, why do I see 8 year olds riding in the front seat? Do the parents not know that the air bag can kill their children if they are in an accident? I know these parents love their children, but why do they not make sure they are safe in a car? Honestly, I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get off my soapbox now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6974177727664217275?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6974177727664217275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/changes-in-carseats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6974177727664217275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6974177727664217275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/changes-in-carseats.html' title='Changes in Carseats!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-4771061293312331305</id><published>2011-10-27T08:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:11:40.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Something's roaring"</title><content type='html'>Courtney woke me up at 3:45 this morning with tears in her eyes saying, "There's something roaring in my room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Ok, go get your blankets and sleep on my floor," so she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke her up this morning, I asked her why she was on my floor. She replied, "There was something roaring in my room last night, it was Megan snoring!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-4771061293312331305?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/4771061293312331305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/somethings-roaring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4771061293312331305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/4771061293312331305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/somethings-roaring.html' title='&quot;Something&apos;s roaring&quot;'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5991984917898728771</id><published>2011-10-26T09:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:01:18.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>math homework</title><content type='html'>Today, we're going to go to the Children's Museum for awhile. We haven't been there in a long time and Courtney doesn't have preschool, so we have some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Megan though, before we went, she would need to finish her math homework, so when we got home, we could have school. Courtney and Christian were distracting her quite a bit, so finally I saw them two go into the bathroom. I got Megan by the kitchen table and set the timer for 5 minutes because I was tired of telling her to get it done. Little did I know that Christian and Courtney were having so much fun in the bathroom, it actually gave Megan some time to get it done because once they were out of sight, she got right to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what they were doing in there (I heard the toilet flush twice, so I think Courtney was showing Christian how to flush) and I usually don't encourage playing in the bathroom, but it was a good thing today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5991984917898728771?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5991984917898728771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/math-homework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5991984917898728771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5991984917898728771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/math-homework.html' title='math homework'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2072272203054738225</id><published>2011-10-24T21:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:39:00.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are not so worried about things anymore when...</title><content type='html'>1. You run out of milk last Friday and really don't worry about when you are going to get more. Luckily, grandma brought pink and chocolate milk for the girls last Friday and that is what we drank all weekend ( I saved some white milk for Christian).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You really know there is nothing in the kitchen to eat for breakfast, but really, we will find SOMETHING!! (How about canned oranges, apples and peanut butter, the last cheese stick, and chocolate milk??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Food, isn't it overrated anyway??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am not so worried about following our homeschooling lesson plans word for word. We are slacking a little in school today. We were busy with Matt home. Am I worried? Not so much, but yes, I need to get back at it tomorrow (If Megan EVER complains about having to go to school, I will remind her that she goes to school less than half the time her classmates do everyday AND she usually gets a day off a week. And yet, we still cover everything we are supposed to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My jaw does not hurt anymore, which means my stress level has gone down because I am not clenching my teeth at night....but why am I getting migraines now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You can't see the girls' bedroom floors for weeks at end. We cleaned it Sunday, didn't we??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't really care that we eat off of paper plates anymore. Seriously, why didn't we do this earlier??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What? You don't have any clean clothes? Why don't you look at the three baskets of clean and folded laundry? There's probably something in there. What? You want me to put those away too? What's wrong with just getting your clothes out of the baskets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I can go to bed the night before and know roughly what I am doing tomorrow. We have finally settled into a somewhat schedule for mornings and afternoons. Why I am so schedule-orienated??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. People ask me how school is going and I can give them a postive answer! It is going much better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2072272203054738225?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2072272203054738225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-know-you-are-not-so-worried-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2072272203054738225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2072272203054738225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-know-you-are-not-so-worried-about.html' title='You know you are not so worried about things anymore when...'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-1829715277304509522</id><published>2011-10-24T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:21:12.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Courtney!</title><content type='html'>Matt left tonight for Des Moines and poor Courtney cried til she couldn't cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept saying, "Who is going to go with me to Cubbies??" She didn't mention anything about him being gone the 3 days, she was just worried about Cubbies. So she called grandma and asked her to come. :) She has been great all evening! I love it when we have nothing to do (for now!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-1829715277304509522?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/1829715277304509522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/poor-courtney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1829715277304509522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/1829715277304509522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/poor-courtney.html' title='Poor Courtney!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-364618325437364688</id><published>2011-10-23T22:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:57:34.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>It is almost 80 degrees out today and guess what we were doing?? Cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had almost no "down time" this week to catch up on housework, so it had to wait until Sunday to get done. Seriously, when Megan said, "I have no clothes to wear!" this morning, she really didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of what needed to be done today was that the girls needed to clean their playroom, bedroom, hallway, and bathroom. I don't think I have seen the floor in the two bedrooms in a long time! When the floors get covered, they start playing in the bathroom and hallway, and when that is disaster zone, then it is time to clean. We haven't been able to stay on top of the cleaning every night like we would like to with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started about 1:30 and didn't get done til about 5. In the meantime, I tackled the kitchen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really should've made Courtney's middle name "disaster" because she is the expert! Almost 90% of the mess today was Courtney's, but Megan didn't have very good attitude today when we got started, so she got the privilege of helping Courtney clean it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part of the whole afternoon was seeing what Courtney cleaned off her bed. This happens everytime she cleans up her room. I don't really know why she stockpiles things in her bed at night, but she does. It's not just stuffed animals and books like her sister, today I found paint, paintbrushes, box of colors, cut-up paper, library books, her own books, many stuffed animals, dirty clothes, blankets she doesn't even use, toys, etc. I just shake my head and throw it all on the floor for her to put back to it's respective spot!! It amazes me every single time! I usually have to pull her bed away from the wall and their is even more "stuff" that has fallen along the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we could see the floor in both rooms and I declared that Christian and I were going outside, I couldn't stand being cooped up anymore! Soon, the rest of the family joined me and we met up with a neighbor family outside and talked to them for awhile. Their daughter is one of Megan's good friends from school and they also have a baby girl Christian's age. It was nice to get out and get some fresh air! I think the girls enjoyed playing with their friend too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Matt is leaving for Des Moines for three days. He will be working out of Des Moines for at least the next six months. Thankfully, he will only be gone a couple days at a time and not even every week and then he will be able to work from home the rest of the time. Poor Courtney, she cries at Matt every night, "Dad, why do you have to go to that other country?? I'm going to have bad dreams while you are gone!" Hopefully all will go well around the Ruwe house while he is gone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-364618325437364688?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/364618325437364688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/364618325437364688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/364618325437364688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-afternoon.html' title='Sunday Afternoon'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5539664714809282341</id><published>2011-10-22T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:04:46.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>US Debt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aondz-uNHB8/TqLbBpirvPI/AAAAAAAAArA/IbnscvsH5Is/s1600/us%2Bdebt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666332102563183858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aondz-uNHB8/TqLbBpirvPI/AAAAAAAAArA/IbnscvsH5Is/s200/us%2Bdebt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So you will need to click on this to be able to read it. Sorry, I don't know how to make it any bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for all my political friends (Angela Stevens!), I saw this on Facebook and thought you would get a chuckle out of it like I did!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5539664714809282341?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5539664714809282341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/us-debt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5539664714809282341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5539664714809282341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/us-debt.html' title='US Debt'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aondz-uNHB8/TqLbBpirvPI/AAAAAAAAArA/IbnscvsH5Is/s72-c/us%2Bdebt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7850853131885148028</id><published>2011-10-22T08:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:35:37.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vasovagal Syncope or heart arrythmia?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am having a little fight with my doctor right now, it is worth blogging about to me and it all goes back to Tuesday when Megan passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, I took her to the doctor, she diagnosed her with &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Vasovagal syncope" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vasovagal_syncope"&gt;Vasovagal syncope&lt;/a&gt;. She said it is very common in this age group and adolescents. Megan was laying in a hot bathtub for about 20 minutes, she stood up, she fainted. She had the typical signs of fainting and everything made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the visit, our dr. mentioned she wanted to do an EKG on her to check her heart. At the time, I agreed to it. I didn't have any reason not to. I had an appointment made for Friday afternoon at Children's Hospital. But since I had from Tuesday to Friday, I had plenty of time to think about it, ask around, and get people's opinion on this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally did not want to do it. It was at Children's and it would take up half my afternoon, I would have to pay for it and even our doctor sounded doubtful that it would show any results. Pretty much, the results will be normal, BUT LET'S CHECK ANYWAY. (seriously, anybody else tired of hearing these words in the medical field?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after talking to a couple of nurses and some other people about it this week, Matt and I decided against it. I called Children's Hospital and cancelled the appointment for Friday afternoon. Well, little did I know, that Children's Hospital would call my dr. and tell them that I cancelled it! I got a phone call about 11:30 from a nurse at my doctor's office asking me why I cancelled it and it is a really, really important test that I should call back right away and get rescheduled. Ugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I call them back and I am not so happy. I said something like "My daughter fainted once after laying in the tub for twenty minutes, I'm not convinced that it is her heart. But if you want me to consider rescheduling it, please call me back and give me some more information on it." So about two hours later, she called me back and said the doctor really, really wants this done because she wants to check for a heart arrythmia and I need to call back and reschedule right away! (talk about the guilt trip!) I never did call her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe I should do it, yes, I respect my doctor's opinion and all. I think she is a great doctor and I have never had any trouble with her before. Yes, she is thinking of my daughter's health. BUT I also think she is covering her butt! I think having an EKG after fainting is protocal, but I guess the problem I have with it is that are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Megan has only fainted once and it was after a bath- seriously, this is why she fainted!&lt;br /&gt;2. She has NEVER had any trouble with her heart before.&lt;br /&gt;3. What are the signs of a heart arrythmia? Taken off mayo.com&lt;br /&gt;A fluttering in your chest&lt;br /&gt;A racing heartbeat (tachycardia)&lt;br /&gt;A slow heartbeat (bradycardia)&lt;br /&gt;Chest pain&lt;br /&gt;Shortness of breath&lt;br /&gt;Lightheadedness&lt;br /&gt;Dizziness&lt;br /&gt;Fainting (syncope) or near fainting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's never complained of these, ok, except for the fainting this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I get tired of wasting my time doing and paying for medical tests which are "just to make sure" when even the doctor said that it would probably come back fine. I would have to find a babysitter, freak Megan out by gettting her heart checked at Children's Hospital, pay for it, and take time out of school to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if this was more serious, I wouldn't even doubt having her take the test. Seriously, if she was just walking along and fainted, I would definitely have it done. If she keeps passing out, yes, I will have the test done. I will not neglect her healthcare. But in this case, I don't think we are there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take Megan in again in two weeks for her 8 year checkup. I will talk to our doctor more about it then. What ever happened to be conservative in healthcare? What ever happened to letting the parents make the decision? Yes, I know I am not a doctor and I should just stop fighting about this and take her advice and maybe I will eventually, but I am not there yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't want to ruin the relationship I have with my doctor, I've been going to her for over five years and she knows my kids well! I may say something like this when I talk to her in two weeks, " I respect your opinion greatly, but I am not ready to run off and get her an EKG after one faiting spell. If Megan continues to have fainting or dizzy spells, I will not hesitate and get her an EKG." I also want to ask her if Megan has ever exhibted signs of a heart arrythmia, what other symptoms did she have that day that would point her toward that diagnosis? Help me understand it better and let me make an informed decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7850853131885148028?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7850853131885148028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/vasovagal-syncope-or-heart-arrythmia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7850853131885148028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7850853131885148028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/vasovagal-syncope-or-heart-arrythmia.html' title='Vasovagal Syncope or heart arrythmia?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5139909624550821447</id><published>2011-10-18T21:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:45:34.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Homeschool Sick Day</title><content type='html'>We are allowed those right? Because today we took one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I fully intended to teach Megan today. Really, I did. I was going to teach her this morning because I had a dentist appointment this afternoon. It wasn't going to be easy, but I was going to attempt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't work out that way. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bath day at our house, so all three kids have to get through. Today, I let them take baths and take their time doing it. Christian was done, Courtney was done, and about 10:15 or so, Megan wanted to take a bath, so I said go ahead. She ran the water and played for about 20 minutes. After that, I told her it was time to stand up and take a shower. No big deal, she does this all the time. She can do it all by herself too, so I try to stay upstairs, but I'm not in the bathroom with her usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she rinsed herself off and hollered at me to help her. I went in and helped her and left again. About a minute later, she called me back and said, "I don't feel good, I feel like I'm going to throw up." This isn't like Megan, so I finished washing her hair, but in the meantime, she also told me she felt weak, was blacking out, and it was hard to stand up. I thought, "Let's finish washing her up quick and get her done." I've had this feeling before, but I've never experienced it with her. She washed herself off and I rinsed her off. She seemed to be doing fine. In the middle of this, she did squat down in the tub like it was hard to stand up, but she stood back up again, so I wasn't TOO concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I rinsed her off, I put the towel around her and helped her step out of the tub. This is when the trouble started. She stopped talking and started staring off into space. I said, "Megan, Megan! Stay with me!" Next thing I know, her knees buckle and I end up laying her on the floor. I start snapping my fingers in front of her eyes, "Megan, stay with me, stay with me!! " Her eyes were wide open, but I am getting no response. I also noticed that her face was getting very red and splotchy and she was getting very warm. She had passed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave her on the floor in a very awkward position, a towel under her, and I run to get the phone. I didn't know who I was going to call, my first thought was 911. I ran into my bedroom to get my phone, my heart is now in my throat and I am very panicked! I try to call Matt on my way back to the bathroom, but of course, I was shaking so bad, I couldn't even figure out how to use my phone (the same thing happened when Megan broke her arm and I tried to call 911 that night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back to the bathroom and her eyes are awake. I said her name and she responded like nothing happened! She was smiley and back to her normal self. I called Matt and he didn't answer. I figured that I would not need to call 911 now that she was awake. Matt did not answer, but almost immediately I got a text back saying he was in a meeting. I wrote back with shaking hands, "Megan passed out, call me!!!" About a minute later, my phone rang and it was Matt. We both decided that she was probably fine, but I still needed to call the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still on the floor at this time with her towel. Courtney, who loves to do things for others said, "Can I go get you some clothes?" and ran off to get Megan something to put on. She brought back some pajamas and Megan got dressed. Both of us helped Megan downstairs to the couch. She was a little shaky on her feet yet, but she was with it! I called the doctor and they wanted me to bring her in. I also called both grandmas and told them what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned a movie on and just made her sit there and watch it. I was asking her constantly, "Are you ok? How do you feel?" Courtney wanted to get Megan something to drink (because that is what we do when we are sick). She had pulled a chair over to the pantry and was trying to reach the pop. I remember her saying, "Mom, I know she can have gatorade, but I can't reach it. How about a 7up? I can reach that. " I told her she didn't have a stomach ache and that gatorade would probably be better, so I helped her get some down for Megan. But of course, Courtney had to have some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I took her to the doctor and she had a fancy name for what happened. The main reason is that while she was laying/ sitting in the bathtub, all her blood had gone to her extremeties. She must have stood up too fast and therefore, the blood didn't get to her head like it should've through her blood vessels. This is what made her pass out. The doctor says she sees this is alot in this age group and adolescents, it's a lot with how they are growing. The doctor said that we should increase her fluid intake because that would help with her blood vessels. She also told Megan that if she ever gets that feeling again, that she needs to sit down immediately. Megan said she's gotten that feeling before, but never passed out like this. (Honestly, I think if I would've sat her down right in the tub instead of washing and rinsing her off, she probably would not have fainted.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did great all afternoon. I was gone for about 2 1/2 hours, so she got to play with grandma. My hopes of doing school this morning was gone and so was this afternoon. We did a little bit tonight, but not everything. I guess this is the nice part of homeschooling- we do it when we can. My theory is that as long as everything for this week is done by Sunday night, we are doing good! I'm so glad this is nothing serious, but still very scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5139909624550821447?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5139909624550821447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschool-sick-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5139909624550821447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5139909624550821447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschool-sick-day.html' title='A Homeschool Sick Day'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7314694837804097207</id><published>2011-10-18T07:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T07:53:34.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Furnace</title><content type='html'>Last night, I mentioned to Matt that it was a little cold in the house and I think Christian wakes up sometimes because he is cold, so he turned the furnace up before he went to bed. He said, "Ok, I turned it up to 70, that should be good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed, but pretty soon, it started to get warm in the house, like warmer than usual. I went to bed and thought that Christian would be nice and warm then. I was a little hot, but I like to be warm when I sleep, so I thought it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple hours later, I remember Matt getting up and turning on the ceiling fan. Ok, he's a little warm, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he said to me, "Were you a little hot last night?" I said I was. He said, "Well, you know when I turned the furnace up to 70, I really turned it up to 79." No wonder!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7314694837804097207?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7314694837804097207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/furnace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7314694837804097207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7314694837804097207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/furnace.html' title='The Furnace'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6328023570864548410</id><published>2011-10-17T16:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:54:21.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need some help?</title><content type='html'>Today Matt was home this morning because he worked all weekend and wanted to go into work late. He got to see the chaos that is part of our mornings, chaos that I do not like whatsoever, but today, it got crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how the mornings usually go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 girls and boy up, downstairs to eat breakfast and each get their own thing- Chaos #1.&lt;br /&gt;Megan likes Captain Crunch, I like cereal too, but Courtney and Christian usually end up with cheese sticks, fruit, yogurt, etc. I am usually all over the place- I need to find a good solution to this that pleases everyone!&lt;br /&gt;8:10 or so back upstairs to get dressed, brush teeth,and brush hair. In my eyes, this should take no more than 20 minutes for the three kids. Megan and Courtney are independent enough that they can PICK OUT and get dressed themselves. They can also brush their own hair and teeth by themselves. I have to help Christian, but he is only 1. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately, Megan has not been so independent (welcome chaos #2). Every morning, I hear, "I have nothing to wear!!!" I just bought this child a whole new wardrobe a couple of weeks ago! "What do you mean you have nothing to wear??" This has been going on for a couple of weeks now, so it's getting old fast. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though, she came nicely to me and said, "Mom, will you help me find something to wear?" So I said OK and went and helped her. After going through about three outfits, she settled on a dress, Great!! I went off to help somebody and pretty soon the whining began, "But I don't have any tights!" UGH, she told me she looked in all her drawers and even Courtney's. She was about in tears. I said, "Well, if you have no tights, then you are going to have to put another outfit on." She was not happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, we were having a little bit of trouble with Chrisitan. He has had a cold lately, but apparently he's got some troubles in other parts of his body. He was playing in his room- all ready to go- when I walked by and got a sniff. Stinky! I was helping Courtney and I saw Matt come upstairs, so I asked him if he would change Christian. It's usually a quick change. He started to change him and then realized that he had pooped up his back, he never does this, so apparently, he's a little sick. (Once I got in Christian's room to help Matt, Megan changed her clothes. :) Since Christian had gotten poop everywhere, he needed a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 8:30 am and departure time on Monday mornings in 8:35. We were not going to make it! Matt was going to take the girls to school, but Megan still had to brush her teeth and hair. It took her a half an hour to decide what to wear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and the girls walked out at 8:40! I stayed behind and finished Christian up and got myself ready. I had to go pick Megan up from Aldrich at 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful that Matt was home this morning and took the girls to school, we would've been very late! I think we are going to start having Megan pick out her clothes the night before. I'm very glad Courtney gets dressed without a problem (for now) and Christian is usually relatively good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the snow comes, we will have to get ready even earlier. We will have to deal with everything that winter entails. I really wish I could just put Courtney on a bus and send her off to preschool and not have to get all the kids ready and out of the house in the morning! I am glad it's only three days a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6328023570864548410?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6328023570864548410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/need-some-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6328023570864548410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6328023570864548410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/need-some-help.html' title='Need some help?'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-668809932571308138</id><published>2011-10-14T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T21:00:27.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matches</title><content type='html'>This week in preschool, Courtney has been learning about fire prevention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight she said, "Mom, I really want to play matches, but my teacher tells me I shouldn't anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to think twice on this comment. "Matches" is what we call the game "Memory" around here.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I was thinking about at first, but after I put it together that she was learning about fire prevention, it all made sense. Her teacher told her not to play "with matches," not the game "matches."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-668809932571308138?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/668809932571308138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/matches.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/668809932571308138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/668809932571308138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/matches.html' title='Matches'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8678790367757642356</id><published>2011-10-14T07:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:19:44.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am glad it is Friday. That means the weekend is right around the corner and I will be able to breathe for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was crazy busy! From 10:30 am until 9 pm, we were doing something (picnic, appointments, dance class, groceries, Vala's pumpkin patch). I was exhausted last night when we got home! We didn't do any schoolwork yesterday, we have 4 day lesson plans, so we can take off a day, which is really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are back to normal. Courtney has preschool, Christian, Megan, and I are going to the gym in the morning, and then we are doing schoolwork all afternoon. We have NOTHING planned for tonight, which will be wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think we have much planned this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8678790367757642356?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8678790367757642356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8678790367757642356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8678790367757642356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-6565800596796179587</id><published>2011-10-13T07:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:54:37.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have our new car!</title><content type='html'>Last night, we went and picked up our new car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled the Montana out of the garage for the last time and off we went. We're actually lucky we made it there, the gas gauge was on "E" and it had been all weekend. There was no way we were going to put more gas in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our salesman sat down with us and went over some things with the car, we got pitched on more warranties,(but really, if Hondas are as good as everybody says they are, do we need an extended warranty?), we signed and handed over the title to the Montana, signed lots of paperwork, wrote out a check, moved carseats, figured more buttons out in the car, and headed out because we were already late for church! Oh, and I also took a bunch of pictures, so again, if Matt can show me just ONE MORE TIME how to download pictures, I will post some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there about 6:30 and that is when we were supposed to be at church for AWANA. We drove through Wendy's quick. Since we had just bought a new car, we fed everybody off the dollar menu- everybody ate for $9.54! Not that we ate well, but it was quick. We sat in the parking lot at church and ate and we ended going in about 7. AWANA starts at 6:45!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home last night, we were figuring more things out and they were right, the seats are SUPER comfortable. I think I could've driven around forever! We pulled it into the garage and Matt set my garage door opener for me. He also did a couple other things, but I was busy giving the kids a snack because they didn't have much for supper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my own today with the new car. Hopefully things will go well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-6565800596796179587?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/6565800596796179587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-have-our-new-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6565800596796179587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/6565800596796179587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-have-our-new-car.html' title='We have our new car!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-7441394323106719304</id><published>2011-10-12T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T07:32:53.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a mouse in the house!</title><content type='html'>I hate this time of year, for one reason, mice think they need to invade your home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1:12 am, I woke up hearing some scratching, then a thunk, and then some more scratching. I woke Matt up and he did some investigating, but didn't find anything. I think it was a little mouse-friend who is in our bedroom wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say I didn't get back to sleep until 4! (The little storm at 3 am was something nice to listen to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They better leave me along tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-7441394323106719304?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/7441394323106719304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-is-mouse-in-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7441394323106719304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/7441394323106719304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-is-mouse-in-house.html' title='There is a mouse in the house!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-3577661947837568539</id><published>2011-10-11T20:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:29:47.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday- Ode to the Montana</title><content type='html'>1. We will own our 2002 Pontiac Montana for less than 24 hours. We were supposed to get our new car today, but it wasn't ready. One more night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I paid for almost all of that car. I had worked at Bryan Middle School until May and we bought it in July when I was 5-6 months pregnant with Megan. I had put all my money into a savings account and that is what we used (we took out a small loan). Do you know how many lesson plans, detentions, hours of teaching, etc. it took to pay for that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I still want to keep my car. It's mine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have driven it for 85,000 miles. It currently has 94,000 miles on it, we got it with 9,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I keep thinking to myself, do I really want a big rust hole in the door by the end of winter? NO. Do I want to get rid of it now while we can still get some money for it? YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I think while we are switching cars tomorrow, we should do the big carseat shuffle. Megan gets switched into Courtney's seat and she can now be in a high back booster, Courtney can get Megan's Britax Regent, and Christian can be switched into his convertible seat and out of his infant carrier. I need to consult Matt on this. They are all ready to switch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Leather- I have never had leather in a car before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have also never had a rear back up camera. This will be wonderful for preschool drop-off. I am always worried that there is a little kid behind my car that I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The sunroof is another added bonus- never had one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. This car better last for 200,000 miles like everybody is saying! We were supposed to drive the Montana until it died, but it didn't make it. I wonder how long it will last. Who will get it next? Where will it go? Matt keeps telling me, "It's just a piece of metal." But Matt, it has been MY car for the last 8 years! I'm pretty sure I might get a little emotional tomorrow night. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-3577661947837568539?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/3577661947837568539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/ten-on-tuesday-ode-to-montana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3577661947837568539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/3577661947837568539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/ten-on-tuesday-ode-to-montana.html' title='Ten on Tuesday- Ode to the Montana'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-489523329851464031</id><published>2011-10-10T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:40:09.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Hiding Place!</title><content type='html'>Someday, I am going to find Courtney's secret hiding place. It is all she talks about lately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we need something, she says," Wait, I'll go to my secret hiding place and get it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, we were out of ranch dressing tonight at dinner, she says, "I'll go get some from my secret hiding place, but you won't be able to see it." Ok, Courtney. :) She even gave some to her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me all day long, "Can I go get such and such from my secret hiding place?" I always say yes because I know it's all pretend! I think she went and got a chocolate bar from there the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want Courtney! She has quite the imagination going on lately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-489523329851464031?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/489523329851464031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/489523329851464031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/489523329851464031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_10.html' title='Secret Hiding Place!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-8143989440922568265</id><published>2011-10-10T10:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:11:52.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi Driver!</title><content type='html'>There's one reason I like homeschooling Megan- I don't have to play taxi driver every single day! I still have preschool three days a week, so it's not soooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mondays, just put a "TAXI" sign on my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:40 drop off Megan at Aldrich Elementary for art class&lt;br /&gt;8:50 drop off Courtney at Lifegate Preschool- Go home for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 pickup Megan from art class- Go home for 1 1/2 hours&lt;br /&gt;11:30 pick up Courtney from preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad this is only one day a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Really, I know this isn't that bad, but when you've had bus service for two years and didn't have to take anyone to school, this is bad for me!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-8143989440922568265?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/8143989440922568265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/taxi-driver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8143989440922568265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/8143989440922568265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/taxi-driver.html' title='Taxi Driver!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-2397541887292285772</id><published>2011-10-08T21:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T08:20:08.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 Honda Odyssey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tx8wheF1dU/TpECnEktNBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fKzeOJwpK0g/s1600/2012-honda-odyssey-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661309076847277074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tx8wheF1dU/TpECnEktNBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fKzeOJwpK0g/s200/2012-honda-odyssey-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, we bought a new car today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I like my old one. Just because it is rusting out, there is a big crack in the windshield, and the traction control button comes on every time we turn out of the driveway, I still like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought a 2012 Honda Odyssey, white with gray trim. I really don't like the shape of the van, it's too "boxy" for me, but we were almost forced to go with it. We needed two tethers and anchors in our backseat and this was the only van that had them, we looked at toyotas, chryslers, volkswagens, and kias. They only had one latch/ tether in the back center. Not what we need people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were also forced to go with a new one because the used ones were just as expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, I don't want a brand new car!!! Nope, never. Who's going to put the first door ding in it? Who is going to spill in it? Who is going to color on the interior (girls! I need to get pictures of our old van before we trade it in)? Who is going to put the first finger marks on everything? I'm scared to get a brand new car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did put three dealerships against each other today, so I think we got the best possible deal. We are going to trade in our old van for the new one, plus they throw in all-weather floor mats- this was the final deal! We are also going to get luggage racks and some other options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we are going to wait for all the salesmen from all the dealers to call us back and we get to say that we've already bought one! So sorry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-2397541887292285772?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/2397541887292285772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/2012-honda-odyssey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2397541887292285772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/2397541887292285772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/2012-honda-odyssey.html' title='2012 Honda Odyssey'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tx8wheF1dU/TpECnEktNBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/fKzeOJwpK0g/s72-c/2012-honda-odyssey-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-9162983631397435401</id><published>2011-10-05T07:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T07:24:49.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip!</title><content type='html'>Courtney has a field trip today with her preschool class. They are going to Wenninghof Farm and she is so excited. She has been talking about "going to the farm" for over a week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I thought she was going to miss her field trip today. She had a nasty cough, so I took her into the doctor and she thinks it is croup, so she put her on steroids to take the swelling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's good to go this morning! Better get going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-9162983631397435401?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/9162983631397435401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/field-trip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/9162983631397435401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/9162983631397435401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614812214930896633.post-5084558045996192439</id><published>2011-10-04T07:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T07:37:38.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gone!!!</title><content type='html'>I just spent 40 minutes writing about why I loved homeschooling and now it is GONE!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2614812214930896633-5084558045996192439?l=5ruwes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/feeds/5084558045996192439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/gone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5084558045996192439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2614812214930896633/posts/default/5084558045996192439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5ruwes.blogspot.com/2011/10/gone.html' title='gone!!!'/><author><name>charlaruwe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05286482780427606065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ByaMsklG4AM/Ta194B4DJjI/AAAAAAAAApM/F7FOPmPoIbU/s220/IMG_4426.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
