<?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-5128167276290223702</id><updated>2012-01-20T14:16:16.915-05:00</updated><category term='on Bedtime'/><category term='On the twelve year old'/><category term='on schools'/><category term='On Dogs'/><category term='on dad'/><category term='on activities'/><category term='on camps'/><category term='on the thirteen year old'/><category term='On night time'/><category term='on parenting'/><category term='FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY'/><category term='On Boating'/><category term='on music'/><category term='on secrets'/><category term='on Choices'/><category term='on travel'/><category term='on books'/><category term='on parenting books'/><category term='on dinner'/><category term='on seven'/><category term='on summer camps'/><category term='on the eight year old'/><category term='on television'/><category term='on marriage'/><category term='on play'/><category term='on pictures'/><category term='on Holidays'/><category term='on nannies'/><category term='on schooling'/><category term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><category term='on organizing'/><title type='text'>RAISING SIX CHILDREN IN NEW YORK CITY</title><subtitle type='html'>AGES OF CHILDREN
14     13     11      10  7   6</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8692364755577427808</id><published>2011-02-19T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T10:22:17.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Holidays'/><title type='text'>Being a mother of six</title><content type='html'>Being a mother of six has given me a chance to identify with two completely&lt;br /&gt;different sets of three children....I ponder now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago my oldest three children were in the same positions as my younger three children. It gives me a chance to reflect, do i respond the same in parenting situations? How have I grown? What have I learned? In areas where responses are exactly the same, is it because that the only way I can see how things should be?&lt;br /&gt;Can I see how things are and accept them that way when i see them coming around again the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to depart of the NICK CRUISE, a NCL mega ship that is sailing from New York City with my three younger children. There are a lot of lessons here for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am sending the message to my older three children, that now they are in upper&lt;br /&gt;school, they have a responsibility to their academics and can not miss any school&lt;br /&gt;even if its just three days for this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I am sending the message to the younger children, that they are just as important as the older children because the older children speak of THEME STYLE vacations that they were went on at this age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have a chance to interact with my 5-7-9 year old children in ways that will create memories they will never forget...the 5 year old and I are signed up for&lt;br /&gt;THE  "pie in the face with your mom" game,  the other two will play against me&lt;br /&gt;in NICKS SLIMETIME LIVE show and who knows what game will be picked ! Neverless it will be unforgettable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have a chance to start a new routine with the younger three that can carry into our home life. I have been thinking about the 9 year old reading to the younger two&lt;br /&gt;in a dramatic way to settle them down before I come in at bedtime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I carefully picked out brain quests, 1000 questions for kids,Scrabble Junior,&lt;br /&gt;and even CD nighttime stories for when I pass out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will spend today making sure the older children are ready for the responsibilities of staying behind !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Presidents Day weekend !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8692364755577427808?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8692364755577427808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8692364755577427808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8692364755577427808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8692364755577427808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-mother-of-six.html' title='Being a mother of six'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7457762318404011662</id><published>2011-02-14T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:39:08.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Holidays'/><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY</title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled the History of Valentine’s Day as a fun way to start the blog, and I got so many interpretations. I did not want to attach my words to any of them as I have my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR VALENTINES DAY TRADITION?&lt;br /&gt;                      The lesson of giving!&lt;br /&gt;Which then teaches the lesson of community, the lesson of taking time to create something that will bring joy to someone else?  RAISING SIX CHILDREN IN NEW YORK CITY….I take this one step further and also teach them that as a family we can reach so many people with a touch of love. They see how excited I am, how it brings me such great joy….they feel this joy and the traditions are created!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 children in each grade multiplied by six grades is TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY VALENTINES (I'm including the teachers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased 5 bags of Valentine’s Day lollipops from Duane Reade; I took the pink tissue paper from the dry cleaners and one roll of cellophane and created a Valentine’s Day loll pop flower. On the stem to hold on the tissue paper and cellophane I used a mailing label, and wrote happy Valentine’s Day and our last name. The children will hand them out today!  250 valentines were created on the kitchen counter during snack time and cost less than $40.00 dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to 35th street area off fifth and sixth avenues where there are importers shops filled with Bulk valentine red teddy bears with HAPPY VALENTINES DAY pillows attached. You can purchase 12 for $18.00. I budgeted $100.00 bad brought home 72 red teddy bear dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wrapping them up in cellophane putting a sticker on them (a mailing label with our family name on it) I started handing them out to people in our community, who I want my children to SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super who restrings all the recyclables from the garbage cans next door to our house, the mechanics on our block who move cars back and forth every morning while we leave for school, the dry cleaners couple who see our house from across the street every day, the receptionist at our school, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Its 10:30am and I am out of bears, feel glad I had a chance to touch so many people and a bit worried that all that morning energy and excitement is going to make me tired for my husband’s special valentine’s day night…..off to rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7457762318404011662?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7457762318404011662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7457762318404011662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7457762318404011662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7457762318404011662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINES DAY'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7433010285989461259</id><published>2011-01-30T14:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:15:09.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting books'/><title type='text'>Raising Your Kids by Keeping your Cool</title><content type='html'>Parenting Books :SCREAMFREE PARENTING &lt;br /&gt;Quote Directly from Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Raising Your Kids by Keeping Your Cool by HE Runkel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Medieval Times the goutlet was a protective glove worn by knights. &lt;br /&gt;When thrown down at the feet of an adversary, the goutlet was an invitation to battle &lt;br /&gt;picking up the goultlet was an acceptance of the invitation,an acceptance of the mutual responsibility of whatever happened next &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When kids throw down the goutlet they are testing you to see if you are willing to take responsibility for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about being responsible TO THEM for your actions and reactions so you can be a good influence to them and eventually influence them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your child is testing you to see if you can be trusted, can you be stable, consistant, Dependable. They need you to pass. Their anxiety wants you to cave but their growing selves wants you to pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The momentum of the opponent rather than force is used to change the encounter &lt;br /&gt;completely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a model of parenting that chooses not to pick up the Goutlet. It is a model of parenting that teaches to work on your REACTIONS to your children, working on yourself and not your CHILD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up this book because here on vacation, I release a great amount of control over the boundaries and limit settings that we have at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take time on this school break to make sure I am parenting with proper boundary setting and not with the need to control the situations and therefore the need for control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be more aware of where I can work on myself and release control &lt;br /&gt;when it is not needed in exchange for influence...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Parenting ! &lt;br /&gt;Labels: on parenting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7433010285989461259?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7433010285989461259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7433010285989461259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7433010285989461259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7433010285989461259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2011/01/raising-your-kids-by-keeping-your-cool.html' title='Raising Your Kids by Keeping your Cool'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2102781868186502015</id><published>2010-12-21T13:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:56:17.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>Vacations,Birthdays,Families,Traditions,Organization</title><content type='html'>VACATIONS,ORGANIZATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember here on our Winter Ski Vacation, that the children, whether 13, 9 or 6,&lt;br /&gt;Whether 12, 11 or 5, are all a bit displaced. I remember that their complaints are because they are uncomfortable and trying to get comfortable, that they are missing something that has been moved and that they are less independant as they CAN be because we are in a New place, a smaller place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......My role here in mothering, is to comfort, to listen and not to add to the discomfort anyone is feeling by asking "What is your problem" Not even to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I instead lay out all the ski clothes in packages, i make sure the goggles and gloves are together and set across the table for all six children...I make sure the wool socks are inside the boots and they are being warmed by the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS MY BIRTHDAY TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that the children want to give, its their nature, but they dont have the resources, so I lay out a book of GIFT CERTIFICATES i purchased at Staples and have them fill them out and put them in a bowl with a sign marked "BIRTHDAY GIFT CERTIFICATES FOR MOM"......I love the offers of ""ONE TRIP TO GO OUT AND GET MILK"&lt;br /&gt;and the "ONE BIKE RIDE TO THE BOATHOUSE" or "ONE YOU DONT HAVE TO LEAVE WHEN I ASK YOU TO LEAVE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILIES, TRADITIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start the EGG GAME TODAY. That is a family tradition. A Game that we play when ever we go skiing.One person holds a UNHARDBOILED egg until it cracks or until they leave it even for a minute and the one to hold the egg the longest wins the prize for that trip. You have to keep the egg with you, ski with it, sleep with it....Its very exciting to negotiate through the rules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negotiating through the rules and letting the children create the rules and backing them on the rules they create with eachother enpowers them in a way that feels right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this role, I am a mother, but I am not mothering, I am just here and part of your life and playing and listening to you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the legacy I want to leave .....it is not to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I AM STILL YOUR MOTHER, BUT THAT &lt;em&gt;I AM STILL HERE&lt;/em&gt; !'&lt;br /&gt;"I am still listening to you"&lt;br /&gt;"Your decisions make me proud"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your family holidays !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2102781868186502015?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2102781868186502015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2102781868186502015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2102781868186502015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2102781868186502015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/12/vacationsbirthdaysfamiliestraditionsorg.html' title='Vacations,Birthdays,Families,Traditions,Organization'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3284084486244948734</id><published>2010-11-29T10:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:03:10.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>How many times do you call home ?</title><content type='html'>When on vacation&lt;br /&gt;Alone with your husband&lt;br /&gt;What is the right amount of times to call home ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very comfortable answering the phone whenever it rings. An understanding of how important for the younger children to feel safe in their abilities to reach you when they need you....to feel safe enough in their separation from you and its all ok....and in that they grow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach out to the older children and text them. I text them little antidotes or forward them emails I get from Burton (as spam but there is a purpose to them too) and suggest they consider what they need for skiing season....I forward a school email on when the photo retake day is...as a mark that I remembered and cared about the conversations we had about someone not liking theirpersonal photo from picture day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I communicate with the older kids by making a connection with them outside my role as mother and inside of a role as another human being in this world who considers them as people with cares about their concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that they are home with my brother....and while I am away from them with their father, my brother comes in to support our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Community, family, a great natural lesson I don't want to undermine by constant calls home " Are u ok without me?" Why wouldn't you be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as I sit here on the beach trying to be peaceful with my husband I send the message to my husband  "I am happy here with you and the kids are ok and I need not remain in the role of mother, when I am not mothering, I can now be just wife and share that peace with you now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your time when you are with your children and enjoy your time when you are not !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3284084486244948734?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3284084486244948734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3284084486244948734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3284084486244948734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3284084486244948734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-many-times-do-you-call-home.html' title='How many times do you call home ?'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5337039646819256230</id><published>2010-10-27T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T17:16:57.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>What type of tribe are you creating?</title><content type='html'>I realize this morning as I watch TOM AND JERRY with my five year old&lt;br /&gt;that I must leave and speak with the Thirteen Year old about his behavior&lt;br /&gt;after this weekends football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt want to hear that he played well, when his team lost and I know&lt;br /&gt;that I can not console his 13 year old hormones, or ego with anything that&lt;br /&gt;even smells of mothering but I know that there is a lesson to be taught here&lt;br /&gt;in setting boundaries of acceptable behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont immediate respond as I want to finish :Parenting with Boundaries&lt; a book I have been reading by Dr. John Townsend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is ok to be disrectful to your parents? When you loose a football game&lt;br /&gt;and your in a bad mood? Can we teach that all the feelings our children have are ok but it is how they respond to them that makes them who they are, and what is allowed as acceptable in OUR HOME ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be LOTS of defeats, understandable. But what about your actual preformance, did it change much during the entire game just because the other&lt;br /&gt;team scored in the last quarter of the game. Cant we still speak about the great play you made? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the time to set boundaries with an OPEN HEART to his perdictament. For I have noticed where the lines of disrespect are crossed, its hard to return to the original starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like once your child has seem a Pg-13 movie, there is no going back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that playing football, raising all these BOYS in NYC, I have a hunting tribe, WE MUST WIN, we must be great, we must compete against our classmates for that spot in high school, we must complete for the highest test scores, the best football positions, the most playing time,....the most loved in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hunting tribes they leave the old behind, and where will your advice be then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, in gathering tribes, you are an elder, the holder of the wisdom, someone to&lt;br /&gt;be respected and listened to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in ten years from now with your children? Set boundaries with love !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5337039646819256230?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5337039646819256230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5337039646819256230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5337039646819256230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5337039646819256230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-type-of-tribe-are-you-creating.html' title='What type of tribe are you creating?'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2607918274386401844</id><published>2010-10-22T12:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:23:22.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>"I" Statements Only</title><content type='html'>Wednesday night I sit on the floor of the nursery 4's classrooms and learn about the activities my youngest is doing in his classroom;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon I am in Alexandria, Virginia singing hymn 482 at a Chapel with my fourteen year old by my side as we tour a high school for his 9th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we sing praises to god, I feel blessed to be in all my positions beside all my children in their life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a very full day, and whether you work in an office or in the community&lt;br /&gt;of service and friends, we all have very full days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so do my children, with their teachers, sports classes, pressures of other children, haves and have nots they are dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets rememeber we are the adults here and our love for our childrens' best interests&lt;br /&gt;has to out weigh our need to be simply in the role of parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play a game of &lt;strong&gt;texas-hold em &lt;/strong&gt;(the four older boys) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner&lt;br /&gt;after homework&lt;br /&gt;after listening to their stories of the day&lt;br /&gt;after reading books, pj's and bedtime for the 4 and 5 year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know, the best advice I can give to anyone, to be in this wonderful place,&lt;br /&gt;sharing special nights like this with your children, and sharing the unfolding&lt;br /&gt;wonderful and beautiful life that you are sharing together and they are experiencing&lt;br /&gt;is to work on yourself......not work on them !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would feel so much better if you didnt say that to your brother"&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to stay up past your bedtime, I want you to stay up all night!"&lt;br /&gt;(as i walk them to bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will feel better if you stayed in your bed. I get tired when you keep getting out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, speak only "I" statements and eliminate any YOU statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One simply goal a day....can change so much !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2607918274386401844?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2607918274386401844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2607918274386401844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2607918274386401844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2607918274386401844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-statements-only.html' title='&quot;I&quot; Statements Only'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7965025834633398381</id><published>2010-10-20T11:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:34:12.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on nannies'/><title type='text'>On nannies</title><content type='html'>This school year I am blessed to have all SIX children at the same NK-8 School. The same drop off and basically the same pickup (though the staggering dismissal times&lt;br /&gt;put me infront of their school for about 60 minutes, and what a great chance to see&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I take care of my children all by myself and hire assistance in everything else;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else.....&lt;br /&gt;                   *Taking care of the house, laundry, groceries and pets&lt;br /&gt;                   *Taking care of the paperwork, repairs, appointments,reservations&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was working, until the cirriculum nights, pot luck dinners and NK--&lt;br /&gt;First Grade--Fourth Grade--Fifth Grade--Seventh Grade and Eight Grade parent nights started to fill the evening calender. The exmissions visits for High School, I needed another body at home !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I placed an ad on Craigs List in the Education Section of the Classified and advertised a nice hourly salary for a teacher who wanted to earn extra money working from&lt;br /&gt;4:00-8:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a few fabulous candidates, medical school students, teachers. Then I narrowed&lt;br /&gt;the list down to the people with the easiest commute. For someone who lives 3 blocks from me will fret less when I return home a half an hour later than expected.&lt;br /&gt;I did a few trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one trial, my child was in the playroom marching around with a whistle in his mouth and the "nanny" was telling him "No blowing a whistle inside?" then presented me with the whistle as it a trophy she took to show me that she was in control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I explained to her, that my children live in a world where everywhere they go, people are telling them what they can not do. So many adults need to have control over them,** cant we create a safe space for them here at home, in their playroom and release some control to them ?**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is this house I want a safe space for things like blowing a whisle. No one was being bothered (it wasnt the dining room table) it was the playroom and why not grab a drum and march on behind him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In raising one child, two children or six children, EVERYONE NEEDS a different amount of help, but make sure you are hiring people who can be your partners in raising your children and value what you value,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly be an extention of who you are and what you want to teach......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7965025834633398381?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7965025834633398381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7965025834633398381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7965025834633398381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7965025834633398381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-nannies.html' title='On nannies'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-213740319589488022</id><published>2010-09-04T13:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:21:39.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Responses</title><content type='html'>One of the greatest lessons I have been learning this week, away from my &lt;br /&gt;children is how to respond better to their sibling squabbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not react when I am away&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to change&lt;br /&gt;All the good feelings I have in my moment, when the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;Into my experience and there is one child complaining about the other child &lt;br /&gt;invading their space somehow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see clearly how if I were in that room my emotions would attach themselves to &lt;br /&gt;the feelings of my children and my responses would be more reactions to &lt;br /&gt;that....and not responding to the source of the problem or the source of the &lt;br /&gt;needs of my children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why they are behaving that way. There is something that needs to be worked out. It will keep occuring until I really help here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am here as their teacher and mother- guide to help them in this moment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And find out how I can really help them.....because it usually is not by &lt;br /&gt;punishing their sibling....its usually by empowering them to feel more&lt;br /&gt;Confident or powerful to deal with their own situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it might be that they are ok while I am away, they need to take more control of their own personal space and walk away from conflicts that your siblings want to &lt;br /&gt;create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That conflict is also how your sibling is feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some children are born with strong empathy for others...you must plant these &lt;br /&gt;seeds all the time and you teach compasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, as a mother with so many children, it is hard to consider this type of thinking when you are driving the car home from a long trip and your children are fighting in the back of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want it to stop&lt;br /&gt;So do they !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you practice this type of thinking every time you RESPOND or REACT to your children, the times when you are in car and their is fighting in the back......it will come to you easier to insert a conversation between you and them that might actually last the whole rest of the ride home !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-213740319589488022?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/213740319589488022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=213740319589488022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/213740319589488022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/213740319589488022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-responses.html' title='On Responses'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8186798869648670101</id><published>2010-09-02T09:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T13:00:16.065-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>on Being Alone</title><content type='html'>What? Being Alone with Six Children , A husband, A house that has a doorbell ringing non stop, a 65 pound dog, two fish, ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its strange how the only memories in the last 15 years I have of being alone, I mean truly alone,are those in the hospital....the nights I was in the recovery unit, after each of my six C-Sections, where the lights stayed on 24 hours, and I would lay there, in the mid hours of the morning/night....alone....well even then I had my newborn angels by my side.....but I was with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in a taxi, leaving Pheonix Airport, heading to the Ranch in Tuscon, I am completely alone and preparing for my days away. I check my blackberry and make sure that all the kids are arriving safely at their god parents houses, between Conneticut and the Hamptons. They all head out seperately, (the four and the six yer old together), They too, will be on their own, without their parents or siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am once again grateful for the love that is all around me. The most wonderful friends who support this effort and allow me this chance to re charge my batteries and look quietly inward and prepare for the 2010-2011 school year to begin!&lt;br /&gt;I will be thankful all year to them for being there for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs to take a moement alone, as a busy mom, and redefine how this year is going to be better than the last year. If something is not growing, what is it doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals here include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Redefine my lifes purpose which is to share love with my children and husband, to be grateful for what I have and to contribute to this world. I want to take these postings and publish a book, not a reality show, offer the compasion I have for super mothers and fathers and friends, like you, and share my insights to help motivate people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Take the time to understand if my husbands basic needs are being met in our relationship and see what I can do to make sure he feels like he is the most important priority to me....as hard as that sounds with the six priorities we have together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finish all the Bain De Soil Organge Gel SPF #4 tubes I brought with me, do every exercise Class, take every Shamanoc Joourney I can and read every book left unfinished on my Kindle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....before I return home in a week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;%%%%%% The phone rings, I hear screanms, I hear crying, some one does not want to do what the instructions on the board said they "HAD TO DO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is really handling their feelings and fears at their own age&lt;br /&gt;appropriate levels. I can not control things completely any longer, I need&lt;br /&gt;them to feel some control,and as I am away, and they are getting ready to leave too (for their godparents houses),it is a safe chance for then to take&lt;br /&gt;control , be responsible, make decisions they can be successful in !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You dont have to go, I tell the ten year old, to see the Lizards and Snakes Exibit at the Museum of Natural History today if you dont want to, but I hope you&lt;em&gt; choose&lt;/em&gt; to go to Times Square tommorow and see the King Tut Exibit?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell them I love them and I promise to bring home a nerf gun for my 4 year old !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hang up and begin my day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8186798869648670101?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8186798869648670101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8186798869648670101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8186798869648670101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8186798869648670101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-being-alone.html' title='on Being Alone'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3617224344110937684</id><published>2010-08-26T17:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:46:02.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Travel-on the road</title><content type='html'>Its 1:30am and we are in Saratoga Springs. The room is finally quiet.I am &lt;br /&gt;thinking at one o'clock tommorow we will be at the races&lt;br /&gt;And this moment will be long gone...and I must, to be real and fair, post all the &lt;br /&gt;sides of raising six children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attempt the marathon drive from the border of Canada at Niagra Falls,Ontario across the state of New York..after a morning in the water park at the Great Wolf Lodge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an RV, so while the kids are making raviolis in the microwave, seeking &lt;br /&gt;wifi signals and watching videos, I drive onward...towards our next adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive at the hotel desk alone, and  I check into a three queen bedded room &lt;br /&gt;and ask for a crib to be delivered to the room with extra towels and pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I return to the rv and have the children go straight to the elevator,&lt;br /&gt;The twelve year old has a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I transfer the 4 year old naked,half asleep, wrapped in a towel, after I stripped him of his wet clothing from drinking too many bottles of milk while asleep in the RV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head to the room. I put the 4 year old in the crib, the twelve year old in &lt;br /&gt;the bathrub with tylenol and a bottle of water and I have the 13 year old &lt;br /&gt;babysit the 6,9 and 10 year old who are all in seperate queen size beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the rv and sort out pj and clothes for the races tommorow !&lt;br /&gt;I clean up the rv, wipe the counters and floor, throw out the garage and make it &lt;br /&gt;fresh and ready for the morning !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get to the room I can hear the children from the end of the &lt;br /&gt;hallway....and I hear laughter but I sense the sound might not be as appealing &lt;br /&gt;to other guests now that its 1130pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twelve year old threw up, the four year old woke up and the ten year old is &lt;br /&gt;standing in the hallway&lt;br /&gt;Because he broke the one rule he agreed to and he knew the consecquenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who touches anyone else while I am away goes in the hallway until my work is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say goodnight and they still chitty chat, I need not demand quiet, I put my &lt;br /&gt;headphones in and listen to calming music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank them for being on this trip with me and I tell them I choose to be here &lt;br /&gt;with them and so grateful I have that choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone says, "Mom, u have to be here!" And I think silently ....one day....they &lt;br /&gt;will realize otherwise and make the same choices with their children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3617224344110937684?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3617224344110937684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3617224344110937684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3617224344110937684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3617224344110937684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-travel-on-road.html' title='On Travel-on the road'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-556836853734473908</id><published>2010-08-25T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T08:00:05.133-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>on Travel</title><content type='html'>I keep counting, the children and it seems while the number remains the same, we are getting smaller. We, the travelling unit of children, are reducing our size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for example, no one blinked when they showed us to a booth that had room for three on one side and three on the other with a chair at the end. As everyone slid in to the booth, ready to order, all on the same page, it was more important to get the order in than to worry about the seating arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when the bed times caused some of us to read while the others went to sleep did any one question why we only had one room when we usually get two. Granted this child friendly hotel caters to larger sleeping arrangements, but we are down scaling our needs as we travel together and are needs become more refined as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family!  This must be what is meant of a family vacation bringing people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I sleep in a queen size bed with my four year old, the twelve year old in the pull out couch next to me, the "KIDS CABIN" which is an upper bunk bed for the six year old, under her the 9 year old and across from them the ten year old.&lt;br /&gt;Finally the thirteen year old in a single blowup bed across the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family, we are in such close quarters, I have this great chance to be the mother I want to be. Tonight I pray;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore since we are surrounded by such great witness let us throw off&lt;br /&gt;everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles and let us run&lt;br /&gt;with perserverance the race marked out for us&lt;br /&gt;(HEB 12:1)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-556836853734473908?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/556836853734473908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=556836853734473908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/556836853734473908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/556836853734473908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-travel_25.html' title='on Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8986420778123307166</id><published>2010-08-24T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:11:55.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Ontario</title><content type='html'>Some tips on crossing the boarder to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                *Did you know you need a letter from your husband&lt;br /&gt;                 if you are crossing the boarder alone with your&lt;br /&gt;                 six children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be worse if you tried crossing with only two. You see&lt;br /&gt;not even the boarder control guards believed that i was the birth mother&lt;br /&gt;and guardian of all these young children. First they verified this information when I presented their passports, then they proceeded to ask me if I am leaving my husband and fleeing with my children to Canada.....I think even the border control guard chuckled just a bit when he asked this standard question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered Ontario, Canada and drove straight down Victoria Road to the great Wolf Lodge. Now 200 tokens later I am in Bed, watching a Pay-Per-View and I am queen !&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is assigned to everyone.....Everyone wants tokens, I am more than happy to abide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didnt expect to give my children tokens, then I should have not pulled into this place to begin with. My best advise is to create a token plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start Fresh. Everyone gets the same amount of tokens, maybe the older kids a few more for watching the younger ones. Dont hold any old behavior over anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my credit card to the ten year old for him to use the credit card machine to get the 200 tokens and divide them up amongst everyone. What a great chance I have to show how much I trust this child. What a great opportunity for him to feel responsible about his new wallet which he carries everywhere. It now holds mom's credit card. She Trusts me. I am responsible. I feel proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do today to make your child feel responsible and proud?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8986420778123307166?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8986420778123307166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8986420778123307166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8986420778123307166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8986420778123307166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-ontario.html' title='On Ontario'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2120973566352748239</id><published>2010-08-23T09:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T10:22:09.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Travel</title><content type='html'>How is it travelling with six children? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions that you will be asking will probably be logistics.  I am really good at logistics (This made me able to accept my lifes purpose, to raise these six children and live in love with my husband)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling with six children is coaching a team of different individuals who all have different skill levels  (due to age and size) but all need to learn how to play&lt;br /&gt;-On the Team----- in this Family------in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly learning how to offer them what they need, without punishing them or trying to control them....when they are out of bounds or completely off sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that they find it in them to jest about the endless books or tapes i read and hear in order to keep myself educated.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, in a Comfort Inn, I look right and see my RV Parked along Niagra Falls Drive, with the Comfort Inn Pass in the Window!  (The only way I was able to park and sleep&lt;br /&gt;closest to the Falls on the American Side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look left and see the 6 year old,9 year old, 4 year old and 10 year old all lined up on the end of their bed,watching the game one is playing on the tv, with paper cups of fruit loops, showered and dressed in clean, collared shirts and cacky pants.  I see the door to the connecting room where&lt;br /&gt;the 12 year old and thirteen year old are still trying to sleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going over RAINBOW BRIDGE to Canada today and we have all voted on a list of things we are going to do in Ontario. They include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Maid of the Mist Boat to under the Falls&lt;br /&gt;*Crystal Cave park&lt;br /&gt;*Cave of the Wind  (where you walk out into the falls edge)&lt;br /&gt;*Indoor Gravity Free Skydiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Overnight in the Majestic Bear Suite at the Great Wolf Lodge, Amusement Park Level, Victoria Road, Ontario, Canada !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do this? Because it is all that I want to do, because it is most natural to be here in this role, in these relationships, in this adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there an adventure waiting for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2120973566352748239?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2120973566352748239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2120973566352748239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2120973566352748239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2120973566352748239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-travel.html' title='On Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-89118937013424297</id><published>2010-08-22T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:54:37.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>on Road Trips</title><content type='html'>It was Friday morning,&lt;br /&gt;the BLUE VAN (which has 12 seats and enough room for&lt;br /&gt;luggage, picks us up to take us to the airports&lt;br /&gt;EVERY TIME. Its $100.00 to JFK and they are always on &lt;br /&gt;time 1-800-bluevan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have one way tickets to ROCHESTER, NY which we got&lt;br /&gt;for about $61.00 per person on US AIR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have DAVID from the RV RENTAL CENTER in Rochester, New York&lt;br /&gt;meeting us with a 28 foot self drive recreational vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The load the 9 sports size green matching duffle bags and 3 black body size duffle bags. The body bags are filled with the sleeping bags, tents and camping gear and get stored in the belly of the RV. The personal green duffle bags go&lt;br /&gt;inside the shower stall and are loaded in the RV curbside at Rochester Airport&lt;br /&gt;and we head on our way west !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every ONE child has one bag with all their clothes&lt;br /&gt;There is ONE extra bag with all swimming gear,goggles,towels,floaties&lt;br /&gt;One bag is for me&lt;br /&gt;and one more bag for sneakers and toiletries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we are, on the road with no reservations. We know we are going to visit NIAGRA FALLS and we know we are going camping, and thats all we know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a sign  DARIEN LAKES AMUSEMENT PARK.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We check into a hotel room with three queen beds that is attached to an AMUSEMENT PARK similar to Six Flags and Action park Water Park combined .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better.....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-89118937013424297?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/89118937013424297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=89118937013424297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/89118937013424297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/89118937013424297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-road-trips.html' title='on Road Trips'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8787881051694216596</id><published>2010-08-17T11:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:43:31.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting books'/><title type='text'>On Communication</title><content type='html'>"If we want to be influential, than we have to first bring ourselves under control.&lt;br /&gt;Only then can we choose our response. Only then can we choose how we want to behave regardless of how our children behave"      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are much less responsible for our children then we have ever been told, however we have a far greater responsibility to our children than we have ever realized"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our biggest struggle as parents is not with the television,not with the computer and not even with drugs and alcohol. Our biggest struggle as parents is our own reactivity. Thats is why the greatest thing we can do for our kids is to learn to focus on us, not them. Instead of trying to CONTROL our kids, lets consentrate on&lt;br /&gt;what we can control--calming our emotional knee-jerk reactions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some quotes from a great book I just finished by Hal Edward Runkel&lt;br /&gt;called "Scream Free Parenting, the revelotionary approach to raising your kids by keeping your cool !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of your summer and enjoy reading !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8787881051694216596?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8787881051694216596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8787881051694216596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8787881051694216596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8787881051694216596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-communication.html' title='On Communication'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7629490396613530332</id><published>2010-08-16T09:11:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T09:36:18.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>on Being House Guests</title><content type='html'>You might wonder how many times we are invited to be house guests of someone else with six kids......but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are invited a lot more than you would expect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a clan, we are a group charged with an enormous amount of energy,we are a family !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of my children this weekend, as they test out their own identities in an envirment that is safe, all summer long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here when they are out of their envirnment, guests in someone elses house, &lt;br /&gt;they are who they are! Children I am proud of !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make sure to ask my hosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are the rules in your house, on your property for us"&lt;br /&gt;I teach my children that its important to find out what someone elses&lt;br /&gt;rules are and what would make them comfortable while we stay here !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn that one rule is to close all the gates to the street and to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;I watch as my children roam freely around the perfectly manicured hedges, reaching so high, they dwarf even the ten year old. I watch them enter and exit the pool...and look behind that the gate is latched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never tell them how I expect them to behave, but I ask some important questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What is your rule on us going into your refrigerator"&lt;br /&gt;" What is your rule on shoes in and out of the house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk around the house and we come to a garden. New York City Children do not often see tomatoes growing , ready to pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull one off the vine and I sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         "Mortals join the mighty chorus which the morning stars began&lt;br /&gt;          Love divine is reigning over us&lt;br /&gt;          leading us with mercys hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Ever singing, march we onward&lt;br /&gt;          Victors in the midst of strife&lt;br /&gt;          Joyful music leads us sunward&lt;br /&gt;          In the triumph song of life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we eat !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7629490396613530332?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7629490396613530332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7629490396613530332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7629490396613530332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7629490396613530332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-being-house-guests_8623.html' title='on Being House Guests'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4158918450614226397</id><published>2010-08-11T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:00:08.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on pictures'/><title type='text'>On Summer Memories</title><content type='html'>I have just completed the 50 pages of summer book for each child. I purchase small books, notebook style. On the left side of the page I print a picture every night of each child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travel with a $100 picture mate camera printer which comes with a travel case! Every night or morning I print out a picture and use double stick tape to tape it to the left side of this small note book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the right side, I write down a small memory of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This causes me to CREATE MEMORIES. How can I go a whole day and not connect with a child, I can not. Creating memory books helps me to bring my intention of connecting with my children every day tied to an action .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print out some pictures today, write about them. There are a few weeks before school starts. What better present to give to your child, them an end of the summer journal from you to them !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck with creating your summer memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4158918450614226397?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4158918450614226397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4158918450614226397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4158918450614226397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4158918450614226397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-summer-memories.html' title='On Summer Memories'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6396950700286173220</id><published>2010-08-10T11:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:12:20.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>on Dicipline</title><content type='html'>As important it is to grow and expand and learn new and improved ways to handle situations in your life, when these changes involve smaller people, less powerful people, they might not understand the changes taking place and how you are handling the situation differently, they might think it unfair as the rules have changed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And they might be right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you have to be as good at explaining how the 'unjustices' are what is causing the new behavior. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think you have to explain that when one action doesn't create the result you want, you have to try another.&lt;br /&gt;I am VERY CLEAR that my intentions are not to bring poison or angry words into their lives, for I lov them, they are my children, and I want to see when happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have explained how I see it unfair when the older children beat up on a younger one, or when a value is not respected and therefore it might seem just as unfair for me to remove the internet wire and make the children win it back by having to beat me in TENNIS (my strongest sport).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;they can stop the ungodly behavior and return to the UNITY OF BROTHERS in our house. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am clear that they do not have to LIKE eachother, that their feelings, whether love or hate, are ok, they are their feelings and I have no desire to control what they feel.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But mutual respect and accountability are the VALUES we share in this house as a family! And here I stand strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that being consistant has brought the children towards me and not drawn away from me as they know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They know that their actions are not going to create a reaction in me but a calmer more serious effect.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Be strong with your lessons and make sure they are teaching something !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6396950700286173220?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6396950700286173220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6396950700286173220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6396950700286173220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6396950700286173220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-dicipline.html' title='on Dicipline'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-423377651413464718</id><published>2010-08-05T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:00:02.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Summer Ending</title><content type='html'>Living in New York City there is a very different energy than living in a &lt;br /&gt;Country Club Southern Georgia Beach front resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people live here year round. There is a private school called Federica &lt;br /&gt;Academy which caters to the children of this community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would life be like then, would it really be the continuation of summer ?&lt;br /&gt; We might be playing tennis, but would it feel the same&lt;br /&gt;When it would be sandwiched inbetween denist appointments for braces &lt;br /&gt;adjustments, school pickups and dinner-homework time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lounge here, typing my post on the phone, I sit besides my two older sons, &lt;br /&gt;who are squenched up besides eachother&lt;br /&gt;Sharing something&lt;br /&gt;Communicating with eachother&lt;br /&gt;In a language they will always&lt;br /&gt;Speak to eachother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling their lov , seeing their wide white eyes, their smiles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving here soon, and it makes me yearn to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am yearning to stay in this feeling of connection and love with my &lt;br /&gt;children around me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take the time I have left in this place, in this summer, to be&lt;br /&gt;The best I can be, to myself, to my husband and to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the time I have spent in this fabulous place and grateful for &lt;br /&gt;all the people around us this summer who have made it even more special !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-423377651413464718?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/423377651413464718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=423377651413464718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/423377651413464718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/423377651413464718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-summer-ending.html' title='On Summer Ending'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8874233756989429207</id><published>2010-08-04T10:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T10:43:47.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On competition</title><content type='html'>Just before my Tennis Lesson, I disconnected the blue cable that runs from the black blinking INTERNET box and the LYNSKYS box that was located behind the dresser here in our summer cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tied it around my waist and I said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LET THE GAMES BEGIN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know it is not right to just jump into a situation where my children are all off in their own personal hyponoptic states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four year old on my blackberry playing Brickbreaker&lt;br /&gt;My six year old watching the nine year old over the shoulder playing angry birds&lt;br /&gt;My ten year old playing planets verses zombies&lt;br /&gt;(the twelve year old is still at camp until Friday)&lt;br /&gt;The thirteen year old, watching episodes on the internet of&lt;br /&gt;a crude aminated cartoon tv series which is not allowed on the&lt;br /&gt;TV due to its content and the ages of the children in our house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stated anyone who wants to beat me best of three games to twenty one&lt;br /&gt;in Tennis. The instructor can keep score and serve the ball in will get the cord back....and I will say nothing until we leave here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they loose, they come with me for 30 minutes every day to play tennis until we leave! No cord !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I was confident!  My children are GREAT ATHLETES but I have been playing Tennis EVERYDAY !  I have always played tennis, but not very well. I have been learning to play tennis, REAL TENNIS here, maybe for the first time, and my kids know I have played every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I beat them, I teach them that if you practice something every day you can get good, and if I loose, then they can enjoy the victory and I will have no guilt...(about their computer playing time, not loosing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get the added bonus of playing tennis with them everyday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won and the computer cable was laid to rest !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at 1:00pm the competition continues. The computer wire will be waiting ontop of white towels at the end of an Olympic Size Pool. Our swimming instructor will be the judge of the race between anyone who wants to beat me in swimming one lap for the wire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they loose they play Tennis with me everyday for the full hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna buy a speedo now ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8874233756989429207?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8874233756989429207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8874233756989429207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8874233756989429207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8874233756989429207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-competition.html' title='On competition'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4513387776732626023</id><published>2010-08-03T07:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T07:56:17.449-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>Whats Your Favorite Song ?</title><content type='html'>I woke up one of my children today at 7:42 am and as I watched the chilcboymanish&lt;br /&gt;face of my 10 year old come alive-----i asked him "Whats Your Favorite Song?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rubbed his eyes in wonder of what possibly could be going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to declare TODAY IS THE DAY WE FIND OUT YOUR FAVORITE SONG!&lt;br /&gt;What fun we are going to have playing the ipod and discussing music&lt;br /&gt;all day long. What good feelings are we all going to create by making&lt;br /&gt;someone feel we care this much and want to know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family , brothers and sister can all join together and play songs&lt;br /&gt;that THEY like to their brother, and help him find a favorite song !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets stop for a moment at that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a chance for me to teach a lesson to him as well&lt;br /&gt; A good one!  One I want &lt;br /&gt;to teach my children about the Joy of Life, The Feeling of Excitement&lt;br /&gt;about doing something  FOR SOMEONE ELSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do something today to bring joy and happiness to you and others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4513387776732626023?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4513387776732626023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4513387776732626023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4513387776732626023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4513387776732626023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-your-favorite-song.html' title='Whats Your Favorite Song ?'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2237226326528284037</id><published>2010-07-31T11:59:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:41:09.055-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>On Tennis</title><content type='html'>I want all my kids to come to the Tennis Court. I want them to all play tennis. Why do I want them to play tennis, because I enjoy it so much, because it makes me feel good to share these feelings of joy with them while we are playing on courts side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to realize that there is something lost in the race to get to the tennis court with every one ready......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest trying the statergy of letting the children make their own choice in wanting to be part of the great ENERGY and LOVE that I feel when I play tennis&lt;br /&gt;that they can share in around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went the other day alone to the tennis court, the ipod was playing in house (so the kids also knew I was not playing tennis with my IPOD and therefore more open to see them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started on my court, and the two courts next to me were empty, instructors wondering if they would be giving a lesson or not.....and then they all came&lt;br /&gt;thru the gates. All happy, all in the best of spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here,I can truly share Tennis with my children. At the end of this hour we leave&lt;br /&gt;and continue to share the sport together.....I want to play with each of them&lt;br /&gt;as an activity we do together. That is my ultimate goal. To show them there are other relationships that they can have with their mother....that are not caretaker and are not friend, tennis partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill take that one !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you show your child will be a relationship you can share with them&lt;br /&gt;that you can work on together...now ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2237226326528284037?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2237226326528284037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2237226326528284037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2237226326528284037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2237226326528284037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-tennis.html' title='On Tennis'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6018929919976366098</id><published>2010-07-30T09:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T09:16:22.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>on sibling fighting</title><content type='html'>With six children there are so many dymanics within the group, and they shift and change. Now we have the oldest boy 13 and the fourth boy 9, engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it hurts so deeply, when I see my children hurt eachother. And that makes it more of a challenge to control my impulses, to teach them to control theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to spit out poison through punishments...come roaring into the rooom&lt;br /&gt;reacting to the anger that is between them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring the 9 year old into my bed at night and tell him that I am sorry. I tell him this is not ok for him to be hurt by his brother and I will protect him and make this stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the morning when I hear the oldest child dressed and ready to ride his bike to golf approach him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him I understand that he ;hates; his brother, and that that is his feeling and I can not take that away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him that its ok to have feelings like that, but its the ability to control your impulses, and how you manage your feelings that is going to allow you to mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him that there are rules in this house and rules in life.....u get no power over controlling others younger than you, u get power and strength when you know you can control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are your outlets, what do you need from me to help you with this.....because&lt;br /&gt;you have not seen your computer since June, so I am not going to try to threaten&lt;br /&gt;anything anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him when he comes home from Golf I need to hear from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell that I dont want him to leave our vacation, but if he can not control his&lt;br /&gt;anger I will make arrangements for him to return to New York with his father and work in the auto body shop (on our block in the city) cleaning cars...no wage...&lt;br /&gt;8:30am-3:30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6018929919976366098?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6018929919976366098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6018929919976366098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6018929919976366098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6018929919976366098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-sibling-fighting.html' title='on sibling fighting'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4712114495336232346</id><published>2010-07-29T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:00:05.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Energy</title><content type='html'>Where do u get your energy ?&lt;br /&gt;Pots of coffee, and lots of sleep, good sleep, early to bed with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its just easier to go to bed when your kids are going to bed..it completely cuts down on&lt;br /&gt;The amount of times they get out of bed and into your room for one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way I get my energy is to make sure I get the most out of my down time. This is the time when the kids can be own their own, in the house, safe and playing with eachother, by themselves or with their summer house guests.&lt;br /&gt;(In school )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get energy to continually go back into the mix with the joy that comes from being ready and really wanting to be there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the energy when I create moments, memories, and have chances to exchange good feelings with eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get energy when I can spend my days in the relationships I want to be in !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4712114495336232346?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4712114495336232346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4712114495336232346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4712114495336232346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4712114495336232346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-energy.html' title='On Energy'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6888936069132128269</id><published>2010-07-28T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:05:08.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Teenagers</title><content type='html'>What makes a 13 year old boy, walk 8 miles home from the golf course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new guy who drives  the shuttle had wrongly advised him when he went to board&lt;br /&gt;After playing 7 hours of golf in the georgia sun that&lt;br /&gt;Cottage guests can not ride the shuttle, only hotel room guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13, Five feet, nine inches, one hundred and 20 pounds, enrolled in jr member golf academy at a five star golf resort....who has been playing golf there for 5 years... accepts this statement as the final word....and walks home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now even when we, the parents,follow up, gently inform the transportation department of their error, and even when we make sure that all drivers are being properly tipped ( since the kids haven't carried money)&lt;br /&gt;The 13 year old continues to ride his bike the 8 miles each way to the golf course....his brother takes the shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the only way he can find independance? So I nether support or deny him this need. He rides is bike to his golf camp and back and that's what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever u decide is fine with me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard as a parent not to continue to tell my son how ridiculous it is to have someone else effect his life ... That these are the obstacles he will face ......but I too must grow and understand that guidance must be paired with sensitivity and understanding of my sons struggle towards independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I won't call the transportation department&lt;br /&gt;Or over tip the drivers&lt;br /&gt;I will make the suggestion for him to do those things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And help him to see a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't have to mean a confrontation, just a correction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People communicate in many&lt;br /&gt;Different ways as adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if u haven't seen by experience yet, you can create your own experiences&lt;br /&gt;And draw strength !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6888936069132128269?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6888936069132128269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6888936069132128269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6888936069132128269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6888936069132128269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-teenagers.html' title='On Teenagers'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3793875862241554260</id><published>2010-07-27T10:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:06:56.873-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on summer camps'/><title type='text'>On Camp</title><content type='html'>I was about to press the button on my computer to purchase the delta airlines&lt;br /&gt;UNACCOMPANIED MINOR ticket for my twelve year old to travel from Savannah, Georgia to Spartanburg, North Carolina for his two week summer camp experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would have been met at the gate by the camp and brought safely to opening day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your twelve year old says to you "Mom, I really would like you to take me to camp", whether you have one child or six children, you go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are my children suppose to respect and understand what is important to me if I dont respect and respond to what is important to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 4:00pm we left and arrived at the Comfort Inn, closest to camp, at 10:30pm&lt;br /&gt;after renting a convertible that had sirrus radio and listening to POP/RAP most of the way ! A stop for McDonalds and two for gas (which he pumped as I was glued&lt;br /&gt;literally to the leather seats !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there I was, in a car lineup for Opening Day! I was a proud parent about to tuck my child away in the safety of these Carolina Woods !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked towards the main lake, a noticed a sign above the cantena. I snuck over to deposit some money for the 12 year old and bought the LOGO SHORTS of the camp. I grabbed a sharpie (as any mom would do) and wrote his name on the label. I hurried up to catch up with him as he was walking towards the woods. I showed him the shorts, he didnt want them, gave him a big hug and watched him walk to the cabins on his own !  he looked back   and so did I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....What he didnt see was me hang the mess logo camp shorts with his name on them  up the IROQUIS flagpole !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he laughs when someone takes down the shorts and he finds out they are his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way....he flies home unaccompanied minor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3793875862241554260?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3793875862241554260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3793875862241554260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3793875862241554260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3793875862241554260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-camp.html' title='On Camp'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8293971950045419506</id><published>2010-07-26T17:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T19:24:10.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>on Summer</title><content type='html'>Hello again from Mommy Wommy ! At first I was unable to write as we were trapped in the luxuries of summer in a tent aside the Blackfoot River in Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAWS UP Resort in Rivercamp tent accommodations is an amazing experience where the campsite is the downtime activity, while you are escorted away during the mornings to engage in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Painting the white horses&lt;br /&gt;*A Cattle Drive&lt;br /&gt;*ATV along the sage frosted mountains&lt;br /&gt;*Mountain biking to a ghost town (downhill the whole way)&lt;br /&gt;   and a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tents were permanent structures and with our large crowd&lt;br /&gt;they even had seperate bedrooms to fit us! The mornings were graced by the beauty&lt;br /&gt;of gods creations in this big sky country....and by "HAL" who was waiting outside my tent with a hot cup of coffee in the mornings ....letting us know breakfast was&lt;br /&gt;ready!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here settled in Sea Island, Georgia where we spend a prim and proper southern ^ six weeks, in a seaside cottage, I return to my computer, to my blog, with new ammunition, renewed life force after downloading and skimming through about 100 books on my kindle and after being in the closest of quarters with my six children at various stages of their lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We update the ages moving forward to read like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13    12   10   9    6    4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you being the best mom you can be, read on for great summer tips as we return to the dailing postings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8293971950045419506?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8293971950045419506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8293971950045419506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8293971950045419506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8293971950045419506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-summer.html' title='on Summer'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5371409778763134921</id><published>2010-06-11T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T16:04:54.305-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting books'/><title type='text'>On Parenting Books</title><content type='html'>In packing for our summer travels I noticed the heaviest bag was my personal bag. &lt;br /&gt;Included in this bag were the following items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallet&lt;br /&gt;Ipod&lt;br /&gt;Headphones&lt;br /&gt;Phone&lt;br /&gt;Travel Paperwork&lt;br /&gt;Pencil holder with pencils, markers,Tape&lt;br /&gt;and BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of lots of books. A novel my friend recommended, parenting books,&lt;br /&gt;Children books,magazines to catch up reading on, guide books for the&lt;br /&gt;destinations we are travelling to... HEAVY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went first to Best buy and purchased the SONY READER. The sony reader has two versions, the standard version which you have to download books to your computer and then hook up this devise and transfer them to it. --NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second version you can download books straight to the devise but every book I put in to search was not in the SONY READER Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned it immmediately. I went on line and purchased a KINDLE. Delivered straight to my door the following morning I have been able to load in everything from the THREE LITTLE PIGS to "Have a New Kid by Friday", to the USA TODAY as well as high lights on MISSOLA, Montana !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of this devise is that when your eyes are tired of reading , you can close them and have the READ TO ME audio function kick in and the book will read to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second best part of this devise is you can highlight and move quotes and inspirational words into a folder for viewing later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend the KINDLE for travellers this summer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5371409778763134921?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5371409778763134921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5371409778763134921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5371409778763134921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5371409778763134921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-parenting-books.html' title='On Parenting Books'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4699772770536580921</id><published>2010-06-09T09:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:20:38.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on pictures'/><title type='text'>On creating memories</title><content type='html'>I have been taking pictures non stop. I think I have been taking so many pictures that when my children see my camera come out they raise their hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joke with them about a u-tube story I heard . There was someone who took a video of himself doing a certain dance everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joke with the children that this hand raising is the same type of ritual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets a laugh......and it gets a picture, a happy picture, a happy time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really amazing how when the photo albums arrive in the mail, everyone jumps to see the album that was made, what pictures made it in. Sometimes I sneak in a picture&lt;br /&gt;of a person, we pass at a stop light standing on the curbside....it brings up a memory where they want to take the book around the house and show everyone the picture that is in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a memory is made !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4699772770536580921?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4699772770536580921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4699772770536580921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4699772770536580921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4699772770536580921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-creating-memories.html' title='On creating memories'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6399005971720980699</id><published>2010-06-08T09:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:37:59.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY'/><title type='text'>On Activities by the water</title><content type='html'>For New Yorkers Only&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our form of transportation Raising Six Children in New York City is bike or boat. That's all we own!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to visit CHELSEA PIERS, NORTH COVE MARINA and LIBERTY ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;and i recommend them all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yacht Sales/Rental located at Liberty Island can deliver you a rental boat for the day to the 79th street boat basin. You can buy a share and use the boat X number of times during the summer season. Its reasonable if you get a reasonable size boat and a reasonable number of times. You need to plan ahead a bit, but its worth it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Otherwise the ferry systems of New York can take you to both Liberty Science Center and adjacent to North cove Marina ! Another great way to spend the day on the water !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today I took my four older boys 13,12,10,8 on this tour and I have to say it was amazing! When you offer the children an opportunity to interact in a learning environment together they have a chance to feel good about eachother and take part together in newness!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Remaining in the house becomes more of a territorial battle for the same !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Summer in the City and Enjoy all that the water sites of Mahatten !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6399005971720980699?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6399005971720980699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6399005971720980699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6399005971720980699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6399005971720980699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-new-yorkers-only-our-form-of.html' title='On Activities by the water'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5189228290276444292</id><published>2010-06-06T08:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:48:57.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Organizing and being a mom</title><content type='html'>I am preparing the packing for the exodus from New York. We are all doing it in one way or another. I am heading out to Montana for a 12 day trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even those of us who are staying in the city, must prepare the shift of closets and clothes from the school year season to the summer season. The baseball caps and the sunscreen, the bathing suits and towels, the flip flops and the water shirts must be ready and accessible for the vacation or the city park day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are those of us who are heading out east for the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so distracted with the end of the school year and the packing for the&lt;br /&gt;summer activities, sleep away camps,camping adventures, that I naturally loose&lt;br /&gt;sight of everything going on in the house and with the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate in this moment how MORE of my life and time are spent in touch with the lives of my children in the house that now I can know WHEN I am distracted from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 13 and 12 year old are sleeping, my brother, super uncle, also sleeping! My 10 year old has a friend sleeping over, the eight year old already jumped in my bed where the six and 4 year old were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Big Johns Movers delivered six tv boxes into my living room, I will hold off and make sure to connect with everyone in the house, make sure to let my brother know he is welcome and my sons friend is welcome and turn the music on Before I start packing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Sunday !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5189228290276444292?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5189228290276444292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5189228290276444292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5189228290276444292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5189228290276444292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-organizing-and-being-mom.html' title='On Organizing and being a mom'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4482280544072967613</id><published>2010-06-05T08:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:11:24.237-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on books'/><title type='text'>On Don Miguel Ruiz</title><content type='html'>I just finished a book, The Fifth Agreement and I want to share first about the third agreement;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT MAKE ASSUMPTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes "Lies exist only if we create them, and they only survive if we believe in them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write "Assumptions are the evil of good parenting!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk up the stairs towards the guest room, where my thirteen year old, who shares his bedroom with three other brothers, is taken haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been there, the door is open (a previous successful agreement to allow him to have the laptop with him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to ask myself, how am I about to approach? What is it that I want to achieve?&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you. I have no agenda, I want to simply have a nice exchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask "Is now a good time?"  and I get a "NO"&lt;br /&gt;I continue, "when would be better?" and I get a "What do you want, mom"&lt;br /&gt;I gently offer "I'd love to begin the packing process this week, as you are leaving for camp next Saturday and we can have some time to get anything you are missing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planted a seed, I had an exchange with him that showed him I care about helping him and for now, thats enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make no assumptions that what I want and what he wants are the same so I am not upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop your assumptions for today and be a supermom !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4482280544072967613?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4482280544072967613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4482280544072967613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4482280544072967613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4482280544072967613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-don-miguel-ruiz.html' title='On Don Miguel Ruiz'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6030111147690565479</id><published>2010-06-04T10:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:15:59.424-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on schools'/><title type='text'>On New Schools and goodbyes</title><content type='html'>Last night was the celebration of our families 11 Years at the same nursery school. For eleven years every morning of my life I have walked, drove, biked, raced, plowed through the rain, snow, with child in tow to the same building to the same classrooms, to the same teachers of this very special place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we say goodbye. My children say goodbye. Its the end of an era! People ask, "Are you sad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four year old is excited to attend the school with his sister and brothers next year! He is not sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all say our goodbyes this week to the school year of 2009-2010 we need look ahead only to the SUMMER and leave September for when September comes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6030111147690565479?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6030111147690565479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6030111147690565479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6030111147690565479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6030111147690565479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-new-schools-and-goodbyes.html' title='On New Schools and goodbyes'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-129310074173785505</id><published>2010-06-03T09:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:21:55.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Summer Parenting Plans</title><content type='html'>If you want things to become better between you and your children;if you want to be closer, if you want to make stronger the bonds that you share together it is not just going to happen by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to write down next to each childs name your goal. What do you want your summmer to bring. If your child is leaving for sleep away camp, what do you want to happen before they leave, what do you want to happen while they are away.&lt;br /&gt;Can you talk about your communication, letter writing, expectations from your child of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe I could have a special time morning with every child while the other children are in morning camp, or golf. I know that leaves only one day a week to myself or my husband but its only a morning. And to the child it is something they will remember their whole life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you plan this summer.....start thinking now !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-129310074173785505?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/129310074173785505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=129310074173785505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/129310074173785505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/129310074173785505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-summer-parenting-plans.html' title='On Summer Parenting Plans'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5436580703564310754</id><published>2010-06-02T09:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:50:46.023-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on pictures'/><title type='text'>on Creating Memories/Summer Travel</title><content type='html'>Here is a super, easy, efficient way to look ahead, create memories, and feel good about your summer activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The first step is purchasing a new sd card for your camera. 2G for under $20.00 is all your need to begin. You will mark this SD card in a sharpie with a big STAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The reason you are purchasing a new sd card is we all know that on your existing card are an assortment of pictures from this play, that dinner, this birthday, that school event that you can not erase and not ready to sort out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Next find the charger for the camera battery and put it into the electrical outlet next to where you keep your phone charger. Also write on the side with a sharpie CAMERA BATTERY AND THE SAME STAR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why the star, represent something good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**When school ends on graduation day, and you take your pictures,of the last day of school, (take a few from the classroom too, the following week of things you do together, the day in the park with the fountains open and stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the trick, STOP RIGHT THERE&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Connect your camera to the computer and a window will pop up. It will pop up because it will recognize a devise is being plugged into the computer. It will ask what you want to do. You can press the option DOWNLOAD PICTURES. When you press this option it will automatically download the pictures and ask you to name the file.&lt;br /&gt;You can name it: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;2010 Childs Graduation/Last day of school/First Days of Summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heres the second trick, ALSO SELECT ERASE PICTURES DURING DOWNLOAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How that your pictures are on your computer you can go to Kodak.com or shutterfly.com or American Greetings.com and follow the instructions towards the SIMPLE PATH to transfer the pictures from your computer to their site and they will AUTO FILL them into a pre created album which you can call:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                2010 Childs Gratuation/Last day of school/First Days of Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And begin your hardcover book memories today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also print pictures, posters, mouse pads, fathers day gifts, camp tee shirts from all these sites !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice you have to erase the pictures from your sd camera card. Because dealing with each event, each book, one at a time will make the task managable and fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun creating memories today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5436580703564310754?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5436580703564310754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5436580703564310754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5436580703564310754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5436580703564310754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-creating-memoriessummer-travel.html' title='on Creating Memories/Summer Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-762014403700225961</id><published>2010-05-31T15:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:31:56.992-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Communication</title><content type='html'>What a great Memorial Day Weekend. Its 3:35pm and I am home and unpacked and sitting at my air conditioned desk. my loving husband went to return the rental car across town and the children have disbursed to their various corners of the house to begin their 'returning home' rituals. What this means for;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 year old&lt;/strong&gt; Head to Guest Room and check out his friends'IM's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 year old&lt;/strong&gt; Head to the Indian Room (den) and play XBOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 year old and 4 year old&lt;/strong&gt; Are putting together all the IRON MAN&lt;br /&gt;                             toys they got at WALMART on our stop driving home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 year old&lt;/strong&gt;  Head to the back playroom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 year old&lt;/strong&gt;  Organizing her markers in the library       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its completely peaceful here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its my chance to start the process on better communication with all my children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Anthony Robbins "Live with Passion" audio discs in the car on the way home, I was fortunate enough to have the COMMUNICATION disc be the one I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire car ride listened to Tony Robbins teach us that the goal to being a better communicator is to NEVER, NEVER questions someones intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can question their behavior but you can never questions their intentions.&lt;br /&gt;You have to assume their intentions are good. They are your children. They are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times when I have broken this rule....and now I have a chance to prove to my children by using better words that I might have broken this rule, but I dont want to break it ever again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lesson we learned is that every situation has two sides. There is no benefit in making sure that you prove that the other person is wrong. From that position, what can they feel, how can they learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can offer up your side of the situation......and eventually your influence will improve as your side continues to prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in your communications !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-762014403700225961?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/762014403700225961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=762014403700225961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/762014403700225961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/762014403700225961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-communication.html' title='On Communication'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-210689670465796027</id><published>2010-05-30T14:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:27:05.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Schedules and Travel</title><content type='html'>Raising six children causes me to naturally make schedules for the children to &lt;br /&gt;be able to participate in activities simultaneously that are age appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without schedules I would be making one person happy at a time&lt;br /&gt;....Which usually means the other people are being dragged around....or on idle &lt;br /&gt;mode on their computer in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do I not bring their computers???? Being a good parent means recognizing &lt;br /&gt;what makes me happy in my  world isn't the same as what what's them happy in &lt;br /&gt;their world and should I not allow their computers on their vacations&lt;br /&gt;If it makes them happy ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a good mom means pointing out how well they control their own computer &lt;br /&gt;time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about  when they choose to miss breakfast after the whole family left &lt;br /&gt;for breakfast without them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about  making decisions that are not right on a family vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realize it comes down to the rules of the family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn I need to make clear the rules of the family vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, i will say, one rule of this family vacation &lt;br /&gt;is we all go to the prepid breakfast together or between the hours&lt;br /&gt;of 830-930am and In order to manage your own computer time, and in order to keep the schedules that are planned this is a rule you need to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy in life to be raising six children with my husband and have him today &lt;br /&gt;help me grow and come to realize this new thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be clear on my rules and hope to be just as able to ask my children what &lt;br /&gt;are their rules that I can help them with to make them have a better time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a supermom today !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-210689670465796027?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/210689670465796027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=210689670465796027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/210689670465796027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/210689670465796027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-schedules-and-travel.html' title='On Schedules and Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4839923495010154771</id><published>2010-05-28T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:42:00.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Car Trips</title><content type='html'>As I get ready for a road trip I sit and consider how important this trip is to our first day (out of two) of our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many friends who are getting ready to drive to the Hamptons, to the Shore and to their Conneticut Houses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS REVIEW THE CAR PACKING CHECKLIST for my road Trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Garbage Bag, tied up to the seatbelt holder serves as garbage bag and sick emergency bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dc converter adapter to plug into cigarette lighter and converts cigarette lighter to two plugs.  (from radio shak about $20.00) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*an extention cord to send to the back of the car for the kids to use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Phone charger (which I plug into second plug from coverter box)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Headset or speaker phone system for talking safely while driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DVD players and headphones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sports Ice Pack bag filled with cold waters and juices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Non Crummy Snacks like Fruit -- Fruit Rollups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EasyPass(Even if you rent cars you can still have your own easypass. I keep&lt;br /&gt;          Mone on my desk and make sure to travel with it for all road trips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hand Sanitizer amd toilet tissue or napkins or wet wipes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also make sure to pack Milk and Cookies incase we are forced to arrive somewhere late and there is no food to be gotten. It seems like Milk and Cookies are a memorable night time snack to serve in the room before we brush our teeth and retire for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy travels !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4839923495010154771?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4839923495010154771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4839923495010154771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4839923495010154771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4839923495010154771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-car-trips.html' title='On Car Trips'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7242146043170171880</id><published>2010-05-27T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:00:06.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Travel</title><content type='html'>Memorial Day weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week has been just beautiful and I want to get out of the city and enjoy more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I picked up the phone and contacted AAMCAR car rental located on West 96th street. They can deliver any car to your front door at reasonable rates with great flexibility. For me I am having them deliver us a 15 passenger van for Friday at 3:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrolled through Historic Hotels of New York and came across two  OHEKA CASTLE in Hungtington, Long Island and SKYTOP LODGE near the Deleware Water Gap in PA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking the traffic is worse heading EAST towards the hamptons so I choose SKYTOP LODGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.skytop.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to this destination before and have been able to secure a reasonable rate room as it includes breakfast, lunch and dinner in the dining room. Kevin, who runs the dining room secured a table for 9 for our family to eat our meals in (kinda like a cruise ship dining room this old fashion hotel. You sit at the same table with the same servers all weekend and tip at the end of the trip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys will be thrilled to hear I have booked for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Golf&lt;br /&gt;*Paint Ball  a three hour session Saturday and Monday&lt;br /&gt;*Laser Tag in an indoor arena&lt;br /&gt;*Tennis tournment and Golf&lt;br /&gt;*Family Hike to the Levitt Water falls and picnic&lt;br /&gt;*Skeet Shooting&lt;br /&gt;*Evening Childrens Banquet Dinner and  Ice Cream Social after&lt;br /&gt;*Evening Wii Tournment&lt;br /&gt;*Bubble blowing Bonanza and afternoon tea for the six year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Will pack the Car Friday night and take off Early Saturday Morning&lt;br /&gt;for a two night stay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another idea of a trip with tons to do for all ages just a little over two hours from New York !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your memorial day weekend !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7242146043170171880?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7242146043170171880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7242146043170171880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7242146043170171880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7242146043170171880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-travel_27.html' title='On Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-9095310133720532423</id><published>2010-05-26T07:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:22:03.943-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Music</title><content type='html'>I race out of the shower. Full of joy and life for this new day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how fast I can write this post before I have to rush off to help the kids for school, I am late and i am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Theres a land that I see where the children are free, take my hand come with me to this land.......to a land, where the children run free, to a land with a shining sea, to a land where you and me are free to be, you and me."      &lt;strong&gt;Marlo Thomas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was a pretty hip child as you might imagine.....and i remember dancing around or holding dear to my heart the FREE TO BE album. When i remember this music today&lt;br /&gt;I remember the song "Its alright to Cry" being played when I was sad and needed to cry.To be free a  yearning for in adolencense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrow my sons (12) ipod every morning for my ride back from their school on my bike and I hear songs that speak of "shoes with no laces....(some in jail) Women who are b'tches, drink and smoke some more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scroll around the ipod and I Notice that there is a SLEEP playlist and this list consists of classical music, bethoven, taylor swift, a gospel song.....and I am touched at the personality in this music and in my son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be touch enough to help make this the greater sounds in his life !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-9095310133720532423?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/9095310133720532423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=9095310133720532423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/9095310133720532423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/9095310133720532423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-music.html' title='On Music'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8646625127169788106</id><published>2010-05-25T09:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:13:08.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Being Kind</title><content type='html'>Its a funny thing, being kind. Because being kind is such a simple thing to do, SILENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice the nasty face a pedestrian made this morning when my six year old, in crossing the street between blocks on her tricycle, got a little to close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nasty face....and snearing sound which came from her mouth spread a small evil germ to everyone around. To the other people also walking by, to me, feeling bad, a person in this world really can be brought so easily to a low place, by a bike riding child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how these people are living ! Are they living completely without passion&lt;br /&gt;that they can not see the joy in a child learning to ride a bike in New York City?&lt;br /&gt;Is being kind being happy with your life, to offer love and kindness to another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought of last night. Someone who helps out with laundry in our house, who always takes the summers off, asked is she can work this summer and make extra money.&lt;br /&gt;I immediately thought I would love to help out this girl, as the world would be a better place if we all just helped out those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows that there would be no laundry around as our family will be exploring America for the most part, but she wanted to straighten up the house and keep it&lt;br /&gt;tidy and dust free while we are away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction was, she has never dusted the rooms around the laundry room, while the laundry is running. But I am kind and I know it must be hard for this person to ask so I will invite them to come once a week during the summer to be kind !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind to my children by being a good listener even when the eight year old wants to explain all 100 yu gi oh cards, I show interest and in share kindness, I hope to teach my children by my actions !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach your children kindness today !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8646625127169788106?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8646625127169788106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8646625127169788106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8646625127169788106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8646625127169788106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-being-kind.html' title='On Being Kind'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6849304602011980440</id><published>2010-05-24T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:34:23.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>In Releasing Control</title><content type='html'>On Releasing Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do as a mother is release control. Its not only the control you have on the freedoms you give your children, it’s the control you have on what you want to do…..with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships offer so much to you, but we all know that relationships involve giving as well as receiving and the ultimate gift you can give to your children is releasing control!&lt;br /&gt;I am trying this simple exercise this morning!  I want to go to the Lex coffee shop for breakfast with one child. Its sweet, fast and easy for a nice morning breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;This same child wants to go to a diner which takes forever to receive your food. I really don’t want to go there……but I'm getting up now and I'm going to take him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a supermom today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6849304602011980440?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6849304602011980440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6849304602011980440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6849304602011980440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6849304602011980440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-releasing-control.html' title='In Releasing Control'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6750503638312255775</id><published>2010-05-23T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:34:40.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on organizing'/><title type='text'>On Organizing</title><content type='html'>On organizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of blackberry’s and computers the idea of a countertop recipe box might seem a bit out of place, a kitchen counter top index card filing cabinet of&lt;br /&gt;                    *Friends Numbers and Addresses&lt;br /&gt;                    *Addresses, dates and location of Sports Classes&lt;br /&gt;                    *Pharmacy Number and address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You are on the phone with your doctor to call in a prescription and he asked the name and number of your pharmacy. At the same time you want to tell someone to go there in 20 minutes to pick something up. Can you do all these things at the same time on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You forget exactly on what street that soccer class is on and you have to tell someone  75th? Or 76th? Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Your children want playdates, they can read, but we can’t expect them to have their friends numbers call them up and schedule in their calendars these playdates?&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for September:&lt;br /&gt;Peel and Stick Labels of your class lists can be printed. Then Peel and stick your children’s friends onto an index card and use the back to write phone numbers. Your children can pull out the index cards and hand you the people he needs you to contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre pare for Summer Classes:&lt;br /&gt;When you confirm a class for your child in New York write the dates the program starts and ENDS and the location of where the class is taking place. Write a phone number for booking any makeup’s and the address. Write the “shirt color is any” for the uniform as a reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for Deliveries, Services,Docters:&lt;br /&gt;Prepare index cards for necessarily for yourself (though you don’t always have your blackberry in the kitchen, do you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organize Today&lt;br /&gt;Save Time Later&lt;br /&gt;Become more Efficient&lt;br /&gt;Feel better about yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6750503638312255775?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6750503638312255775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6750503638312255775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6750503638312255775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6750503638312255775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-organizing.html' title='On Organizing'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7137157883915282949</id><published>2010-05-22T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:18:35.348-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Children Fighting</title><content type='html'>“My nine year old just punched my eight year old in the back. Eight year old comes in cryingtelling me what has been done.(WE HAVE ALL BEEN HERE)I ask first &lt;br /&gt;      “&lt;em&gt;Is there anything I can do to help you, how bad are you hurting&lt;/em&gt;” Second I ask to see the nine year old. I asked the nine year old &lt;em&gt;" Why he needed to hurt his brother this morning,&lt;/em&gt; he said “Where did he say I punched him” I said "&lt;em&gt;So I hear you punched him" &lt;/em&gt;and he said “It didn’t even hurt him”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is where I say “ &lt;em&gt;I am sorry you feel it matters where you punch him, and I am sorry you feel that he wasn’t hurt, but those are your feelings. His feelings are he was punched and it did hurt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I add &lt;em&gt;"and you know, and I know and he knows thats wrong&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I say, "&lt;em&gt;You need to ask him how you can make him feel better, you need to apologize for touching him"...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;create a suitable punishment, Because I want you to take care of it and take resonsibility of what you did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to to forced to create a suitable punishment, but I will to keep order in this house !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i become mean mommy I am just another pawn in the game of hurting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a SuperMom today !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7137157883915282949?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7137157883915282949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7137157883915282949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7137157883915282949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7137157883915282949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-children-fighting.html' title='On Children Fighting'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6299444872810741411</id><published>2010-05-21T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T06:00:00.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>On Impulse Control</title><content type='html'>On Impulse Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent all my old videotapes to Home Depot Video (see On Creating Memories) and got back 20 discs. It’s amazing seeing the children so young, and it’s amazing what a terrible video photographer I was! When the thirteen year old came in to see himself performing a music video at the age of six, he was devastated. “Will anyone else be seeing this? Wait…it’s enough that my brothers are seeing this!” He demanded that I hand over the disc. I calmly explained how I understand seeing this today might be embarrassing for him, but these memories will serve their purpose not only for today but for the future, too.  Maybe I should not have went on to explain how I would make sure to play this at his wedding video as this didn’t help the situation - but we all need to have some humor in parenting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son grabbed the box of tapes and ran to the guest room with them. I did not chase him. He came back and demanded the tape that was playing in exchange for the entire box.  I told him that while I was ready to listen to the rules he wanted me to apply to the tapes, they were not his property to negotiate with. He scratched two of the discs and returned the rest and ran off extremely upset that he had no control over the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a deep breath and realized I could continue several ways. I knew how easy it would be to replace the discs, and I thought about how hard it is to recover from these confrontations and to use them as lessons to learn from. I decided to take the highroad, and tell him that this was a major step he had taken on the road of maturity. I told him I knew that he could have ruined all the tapes but he controlled his impulses and returned the box undamaged. I told him that it took a lot of strength to reach inside himself and realize that what he was doing was wrong after having scratched two, which made him stop. He had put into action his own understanding of right and wrong, and I was proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he will replace the two discs that he scratched. He will go to the post office and mail them off and the money to pay for them will come off his point chart (see On Money). He also agreed to videotape a picnic we are having tonight to create a new memory, as that’s what I normally do - and he doesn’t even have to be in it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck teaching impulse control by controlling your own impulses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6299444872810741411?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6299444872810741411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6299444872810741411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6299444872810741411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6299444872810741411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-impulse-control.html' title='On Impulse Control'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-339332691595470501</id><published>2010-05-20T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T06:00:01.920-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY'/><title type='text'>On Biking in NYC  and FREE  BIKE HELMETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Free Bicycle Helmuts for NYC Bike Riders Adults and Children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been biking to school since the return from Spring Break and it has been amazing. As long as we continue to stay away from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            -Second Avenue Subway Construction&lt;br /&gt;            -Older ladies walking slowly on the sidewalks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to give you a chance to dust off those bikes in storage and lock them up outside so they are accessible, and get yourself a new bike helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you can go to the local hardware store and buy chain by the yard to lock up your bikes for about $2.00 per yard? Did you know you can buy one multiple locks that all have the same code so all keys open all locks from the same local hardware store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City Department of Transportation invites you to&lt;br /&gt;a Helmet Giveaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE:   Saturday, May 22&lt;br /&gt;TIME:   10:00am-2:00pm&lt;br /&gt;PLACE:  Carl Schurz Park&lt;br /&gt;        East End and 86th Street Main entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN COME: parents must be with children under 18, helmets&lt;br /&gt;              available for all ages and sizes while supplies last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS:  Council Lappins Office at 212 980-1808&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED A BIKE, There are many local bike shops offering many selections&lt;br /&gt;at a premium.  ($200-$400)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED A BIKE CHEAP: You can order a childrens bike on line from KMART or&lt;br /&gt;TARGET or WALMART or OVERSTOCK.Com  (for about $49.99-$139.99)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course when you get the bike in the mail from UPS it will be in a lightweight box which you can taxi over to PETER at the bike shop on third avenue and 111th street and he will put it together for $25.00. Peters number  212-410-1144 HEAVY METAL BIKE SHOP. Of course you can call him and he can also pick up and deliver the bike box and return the bike assembled and you will still have at least $100.00 on the Bike project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get a Free helmet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Tips from Raising Six Children In New York City.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-339332691595470501?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/339332691595470501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=339332691595470501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/339332691595470501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/339332691595470501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-biking-in-nyc-and-free-bike-helmets.html' title='On Biking in NYC  and FREE  BIKE HELMETS'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2989358987541448273</id><published>2010-05-19T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:00:02.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on pictures'/><title type='text'>Creating Memories</title><content type='html'>What do we do with the ARTWORK ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The endless artwork that comes home every day from school, in their cubbies, in their backpacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw myself holding up a piece of paper with a crayon mark on it, that was it, one mark in the center of the page.and I was caught by my son, embarrased that I was sharing his work with others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres some tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating Memories websites allow you to scan in all standard paper sizes and create artwork books which are a copy of their original artworks. What I have done for years is copy the best of Kindergarten or the Best of Nursery School and take their class picture of that year as the cover page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Tip is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.homemoviedepot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an amazing site where you can take pictures or videos and send them via video tapes or discs of pictures and they can create a video on the pictures with classic music in the backround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you send them the pictures? Weekly? I dont think so, I have a closet lined with artwork. Just the other day I found amongst the artworks a q-tip painting my seventh grader did in first grade (we dont clear out the art work that often...its a big closet) and framed it and put it in their treasure boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treasure boxes is another great TIP on how to save a childs treasures. They pick of few of their special artwork pictures and put it in their treasure boxes.&lt;br /&gt;Its a great box to pull out when relatives visit for the child to create conversations !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy creating your memories !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2989358987541448273?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2989358987541448273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2989358987541448273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2989358987541448273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2989358987541448273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/creating-memories.html' title='Creating Memories'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-684791397477169413</id><published>2010-05-18T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:00:05.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>On Choices</title><content type='html'>I made the choice to allow my son to tell me I can not see his play ! He needs control! Its his play and though I support all that he does, you have to choose your battles and give some power away !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a very physical altercation with one of his brothers and as I punished him I told him I would do the same if anyone ever punched him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was upset when I left the school, he saw that I was but I am stronger and wiser and we are closer in our ability to respect each others positions....even if not in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WROTE:                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;strong&gt; NO WAY, NO PLAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You took the control back&lt;br /&gt;and thats ok&lt;br /&gt;Even if I didnt want it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what, there were tears&lt;br /&gt;I have real feelings&lt;br /&gt;I have real fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has the right to punch you&lt;br /&gt;Even if playful&lt;br /&gt;Even in Jest&lt;br /&gt;I will also protect you as I protect the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your Strong and  you are Wise&lt;br /&gt;and you are put to the test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already know your a STAR&lt;br /&gt;without hearing a line&lt;br /&gt;I forsake my own needs&lt;br /&gt;To know that your fine !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-684791397477169413?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/684791397477169413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=684791397477169413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/684791397477169413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/684791397477169413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-choices.html' title='On Choices'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3473939301995615790</id><published>2010-05-17T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T07:04:15.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY'/><title type='text'>For New Yorkers Only</title><content type='html'>For New Yorkers Only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in New York is funny! I just realized that, for the most part, you can have everything done in the home for you, without ever stepping out the front door. As my hair is blown dry for a celebration of a friend’s daughter’s 13th birthday, I sit at my desk and appreciatively contemplate everything that was done this weekend, and all within the walls of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A car was rented and delivered to my house so we could drive to the Taylor Swift Concert, and the same car was later conveniently picked up; a Yoga Teacher visited to help four of my friends and me to properly stretch on our own mats; a guitar teacher and a piano teacher both came and left within the last 48 hours to work with my children; dinner was cooked in our kitchen for my brother’s family’s arrival dinner party; and an on-call doctor was even summoned to my home to test for strep in our house, as two friends had called to say they have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me able to point out all of these items is that they cost no different then if I were to go out and secure the same things: Lets Review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Car rental drop off fee was the same cost as a Taxi to the west side location&lt;br /&gt;-Yoga teacher for the hour was $40.00 divided by four people means we pay $10&lt;br /&gt;-Guitar teacher and Piano teachers rates the same as in a studio&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner was cooked for $20.00 an hour , two hour time frame for 13 people &lt;br /&gt; better then a restaurants rate with groceries&lt;br /&gt;-The on Call Docter was the same as a weekend docter visit at a clinic that doesnt take insurance (an insures other kids dont get sick on Monday in School if I can avoid it )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this post, I think about the fact that, when I was younger, I would write, ‘when you live in New York you do not need a large space, as Manhattan, the city, is your home, and your apartment is just a space for sleeping, changing and personal time, within your larger home - New York City. Things certainly have changed in my life! In raising six children, you need a large home, but you still need to enjoy the city and all that it has to offer. You need to either venture out of your home on a regular basis or just move to the suburbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about finding the perfect balance that is right for us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy New York City, and be a supermom today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3473939301995615790?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3473939301995615790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3473939301995615790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3473939301995615790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3473939301995615790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-new-yorkers-only.html' title='For New Yorkers Only'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3033412560118277308</id><published>2010-05-16T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T14:58:18.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>On Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>On Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my twelve year old and my six year old on line backstage at the Taylor Swift Concert in Nassau Coliseum. It’s Friday night. Not actually night yet, you see we drove here early for a meet and greet special arrangements. The Traffic leaving Manhattan aged me about a year,&lt;br /&gt;As I wiggled through the traffic, over the Tribourough bridge and down the Grand Central Parkway. One point we didn’t think we would have made the 5:30am strict arrival time for the pass pickup at Will Call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we made it, with time to spare as we waited for the special moment to be called into the secret underground worlds of the Superstars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there we were, staring at Taylor Swift in a tented room in the basement of the coliseum. There was a Sheet, purple with the Words Fearless Tour, like you see draped along the backgrounds of Red Carpets,&lt;br /&gt;All ready for the photographs to be taken accessed by email.&lt;br /&gt;Our turn came and they motioned for my twelve year old to stand on one side of Taylor Swift and my six year old to stand on the other. The&lt;br /&gt;Moment of truth...or untruth.. when they told us each family was only allowed one picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my sons dream to be here at the Taylor Swift Concert; already many altercations had taken place about the six year old attending. I understood it already cramped his style, in fear of too many bathroom visits or having to leave early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some choices are tough ones. The Taylor Swift Staff did not understand the dilemma of my son having a picture with him and his idolized star on his nightstand and he didn’t want his six year old in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let him take the picture on his own, and as I walked away consoling the six year old, a caring soul tapped us and gave her another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift concert was amazing, and being a mom means not always accommodating everyone….but most times it works out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3033412560118277308?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3033412560118277308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3033412560118277308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3033412560118277308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3033412560118277308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-taylor-swift.html' title='On Taylor Swift'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8181905843772916872</id><published>2010-05-15T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:11:34.967-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Bedtime'/><title type='text'>On Bedtime</title><content type='html'>Raising Six Children gives me more chances then most people to get some things right !&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying on Bedtime !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30pm     4 and 6 year old in bed lights out&lt;br /&gt;8:30pm     8 and 9 old in bed reading, (9pm lights out)&lt;br /&gt;9:30pm     12 and 14th year old in bed unless watching a show which ends at 10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres some tips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that as long as I get the very youngest to bed on time, the rest of the kids fall into place better. Its when the very youngest are not settled in bed properly, when they keep getting up, when they make you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          "Get back in BED." over and over again, it when it falls apart for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the youngest are in bed, and read to, and spoken with, and listened to, and they have their drink besides their bed and are getting their hugs and kisses and allow you to leave the room......and they are settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, is the best time to reach out to the older children. Not just to remind them of the night time routines, but to connect with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems there is energy that travels through everyones house and when the energy of the youngest children is asleep, there is more room for the older ones !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, Love and kiss them goodnight always !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8181905843772916872?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8181905843772916872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8181905843772916872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8181905843772916872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8181905843772916872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-bedtime.html' title='On Bedtime'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5502022057898732189</id><published>2010-05-14T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:31:25.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY'/><title type='text'>THE STAYCATION</title><content type='html'>On Travel-THE STAYCATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One must plan ahead, especially if you are on a budget. If you book weekends to the Bahamas and get the Jet Blue $99.00 each way fare it becomes reasonable but if you book last minute and only the $249.00 each way fare is available? Travelling with six children I must plan, and I must book ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about the STAYCATION……Memorial Day weekend is coming up and I have already contacted several hotels in the popular weekend destinations where one can fly direct from New York in under 4 hours. The Hotel rates are increased by about 50% due to the holiday weekend. The airfares are all over $500.00 round trip per person.&lt;br /&gt;We did some driving trips, but the traffic was horrific…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago we drove Memorial Day Weekend to PINEGROVE Dude Ranch. More than one person told me they went there with their parents when they were young….and it hasn’t changed a bit in 30 years. We only rode horses for one hour during the three day weekend and we all slept in one room with two king’s size beds and two bunk beds, and some roll always!&lt;br /&gt;Another year it was HERSHEY PARK in Pennsylvania….at the Hotel Hersey…but check that everything is open, visited friends in the Hamptons…and fought lines all weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STAYCATION, a chance to just stay home, not a weekend, but a HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Create an itinerary of FAMILY ACTIVITIES that you might have never done together. Climb to the top of the Statue of Liberty while the Torch is still open. Take a ride on the Staten Island Ferry; see an off Broadway show while you are downtown, go to the seaport, picnic together in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start a STAYCATION business within your communities where you create itineraries using services of people within your community to support each other. Have flowers made for your home during your staycation, have food delivered, invite friends over, wear matching clothes, take your Christmas Picture on the East River !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The activities are endless! STAYCATION…..just the word brings a feeling of relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5502022057898732189?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5502022057898732189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5502022057898732189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5502022057898732189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5502022057898732189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/staycation.html' title='THE STAYCATION'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2365242494308089610</id><published>2010-05-13T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T06:00:06.228-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>On Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things we can all do today&lt;br /&gt;to pause a moment just to pray&lt;br /&gt;to be a friend both tried and true&lt;br /&gt;and find some good that we can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.......William A.Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read this the first thing that pops into my mind of&lt;br /&gt;"SOME GOOD THAT WE CAN DO" comes listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because to listen is easy. To listen to your friends, to your husband, to your children. To give time for listening, to stay in one place and let people know you are there and ready to listen !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; Do not pick up the phone !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to everything everyone has to say today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorow is for something else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reacting !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2365242494308089610?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2365242494308089610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2365242494308089610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2365242494308089610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2365242494308089610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-listening.html' title='On Listening'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-1084746294879303853</id><published>2010-05-12T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:00:04.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>on Courage</title><content type='html'>On Courage&lt;br /&gt;Courage isn’t a brilliant dash&lt;br /&gt;A daring deed in a moment flash&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t an instantaneous thing&lt;br /&gt;Born of despair-with a sudden spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s something deep in the soul of a man&lt;br /&gt;That is working always to serve some plan.&lt;br /&gt;….Edgar A. Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was laughing last night at the dinner table. I said something that&lt;br /&gt;In “kid” language meant a private part or another slang phase unbeknown yet to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it courage that my Twelve year old displayed after everyone left the table to share with me what it was that I said and what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;Was it courage that caused the great argument that my eight year old son had. He wanting to walk to school alone at 7:00am to get there early and me not being ready to let him go to Third Grade, walking alone this early?&lt;br /&gt;We teach our children that courage is standing up for yourself or someone else in unpopular situations. Choosing to be right to oneself, to the standards you have been brought up with, and not just be a part of the popular moment!&lt;br /&gt;How can you teach courage today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-1084746294879303853?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1084746294879303853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=1084746294879303853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/1084746294879303853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/1084746294879303853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-courage.html' title='on Courage'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7242752720983764534</id><published>2010-05-11T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:00:08.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Holidays'/><title type='text'>On the aftermath of Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>So many people have asked me, so what was mothers day like for you.  I am sure&lt;br /&gt;the visions that they have in their heads while asking me the question is very different from what actually took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCEPTANCE and learning the languages of Love of your children and the balance of expectations, the teaching of the importance of rituals, and connection to the family,&lt;br /&gt;obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what Mothers Day means to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my oldest child, the thirteen year old, IN Puberty, and the development of their own budding personalities, makes any demands outside themselves .....lets say a sensitive issue......My son knows how important grooming is to me.&lt;br /&gt;My gift from my oldest son was the ability to cut his nails, toes and fingers. You can bet it took quite a long time and a nice chat was exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the twelve year old, I told him the night before he would be completely in charge of making sure his brothers know tommorow is mothers day. It might sounds like too much of a responsibility, but I know he HEARS me give him that responsibility as a gift  back! He printed Happy Mothers Day signs, set his alarm, woke early and hung signs everywhere for me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the ten year  and eight year old, I received gift certificates for extra special time and a "do whatever you ask" card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For six and four year old drew me pictures which I already framed and put in their treasure boxes already !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Dad had everyone march into the bedroom with a different color bouquet of Roses. We spent a a great deal of time laying all the Roses out on the floor and arranging assorted flower arrangements with love and care for all the rooms in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Ironman, and took up the entire row at the Loews !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7242752720983764534?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7242752720983764534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7242752720983764534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7242752720983764534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7242752720983764534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-aftermath-of-mothers-day.html' title='On the aftermath of Mothers Day'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6881068427346937025</id><published>2010-05-10T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T07:57:34.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on activities'/><title type='text'>On volunteering</title><content type='html'>On volunteering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its truly amazing how volunteering does such good things to the heart and soul. Of course you are giving your time, sharing the benefits of your work towards a common goal with others…..your community of schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also gives you a chance to honor other people. To see peoples unique qualities, their organization skills, their abilities to create ideas , how they spark ideas in you. Volunteering gives you a chance to make connections that you might otherwise not make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of this month, I have had a chance to share with my children situations I have been in with the parents of their classmates as we are working on a fair, picnic and graduation plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I have so many opportunities to volunteer and I plan to give more of my time and enjoy all the wonderful people I don’t even know yet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you volunteer for today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6881068427346937025?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6881068427346937025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6881068427346937025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6881068427346937025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6881068427346937025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-volunteering.html' title='On volunteering'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4653852267997179063</id><published>2010-05-09T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:19:08.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Newborn ' s Conversation with God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby asked God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don ' t have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel ' s love and be very happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again the small child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don ' t know the language?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who will protect me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel ' s name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, You will simply call her, "Mom."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4653852267997179063?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4653852267997179063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4653852267997179063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4653852267997179063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4653852267997179063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-402589056902284513</id><published>2010-05-06T10:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:45:14.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On parenting, On childrens Clothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parenting is the art of bringing children up without putting them down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder when I watch TV shows and a child character comes into the room wearing something inappropriate. The TV mother or father character seems completely shocked that this outfit of clothing is in their house. I can think of an instance when the child character was about ten years old. Now, ten years old is about the age of a fourth-grader. Surely a mother and father in their day-to-day supervision of their child have knowledge of the type of clothing in their fourth-grader’s closet? After all, who is buying the clothes? Why are these TV characters so surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I am glad that's not real life because in real life I have a lot of time to influence my children and prepare them enough so that they make choices based upon my good influences. And if they don’t, well you can be assured that my ten year old does not have any clothes that I bought for them that I would not want them wearing or for that matter that are in the house !&lt;/p&gt;What is your child thinking when they get dressed? How can you influence them today so they will make good decisions when its their time to make them completely? Do you include them when your buying clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do today to lift your child up, to tell them how wonderful they are just by being them, how great they are by having the courage to bringing something new into their lives, by trying something new? How can you tell them how great it is to make a new friend, or to work in a group at school with different people, or hear new and different ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your six or eight or ten year old dresses themselves every morning for school, well, you are proud, such a mundane thing they are doing, but yet a milestone in some way. For you too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I dont know if I would praise my 12 or 13 year old, might sound a bit overboard to them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring your child up today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-402589056902284513?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/402589056902284513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=402589056902284513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/402589056902284513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/402589056902284513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-parenting-on-childrens-clothing.html' title='On parenting, On childrens Clothing'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8922061648497713112</id><published>2010-05-06T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T07:21:09.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>On forgiveness</title><content type='html'>“&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- George Gerbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read this quote, I think about the fact that every day in my life I need to forgive something said or done to either me, the things I care about, or one of my children. I think of other people in my life who must forgive - perhaps a child must forgive another child - and over and over again I realize what a huge part forgiveness plays in the trials and tribulations of raising six children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He spilt his drink all over my place!” Of course it was an accident, but recovery from cleaning the dripping puddle that is inching towards another child’s lap, and returning back to a civilized dinner is not easy for a large family when all is said and done! But true forgiveness is undoubtedly a work in progress. My son won’t let me watch his football games, but I’m still his mom and I don’t stop asking, “what can I do for you to help you today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teach forgiveness as an expression of unconditional love. ‘You, my son, don’t have to let me watch your football games. You’re my son I forgive you for this behaviour because you don’t know that it hurts my feelings not be to part of your football games. I understand your need to have power over some things, and I am still here to help you and love you. And when football gets tough, I hope you come to me so I can help you and love you and give you confidence to get back out there.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘You need printer ink. Of course it will be waiting for you so you can do your homework. Because I want to help you even if you don’t want me to watch you play football! I want you to be successful in doing your homework. You are still very young and don’t have the means to take care of everything yourself.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you forgive today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8922061648497713112?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8922061648497713112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8922061648497713112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8922061648497713112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8922061648497713112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-forgiveness_06.html' title='On forgiveness'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2178711164239795004</id><published>2010-05-06T06:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T07:04:11.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>on Travel in an RV</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"No family should attempt an auto trip if the kids outnumber the car windows&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Theresa Bloomingdale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing quote - it says so much. To me it says, ‘get more windows!’ When I travel with the family we get around in an RV. Sure, we joke about the "green turd” (for anyone who has seen the movie RV), but it’s still real and special for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every August I rent an RV, and we choose a state in America. I try to have the kids choose. I try to ask them something indigenous to a state in America as a precursor to deciding to travel there. In Michigan, for example, locales range from Detroit, the rural inner city carnivals on the asphalt, to the Grand Hotel in Mackinac island. We golfed, fished, boated, kayaked, bumper car'd, and tented at the Jellystone Park, surrounded by the tents of other vacationing families. At these family tenting park sites, my kids run around looking to fill their water containers and bump into other kids doing the same, taking on those odd jobs to keep their campsite going. What a lovely shared camaraderie amongst the young! These little things are what make the summers special for my city children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cruise America’ is an RV company where you can rent an RV, drive where you wish and drop off at another stop! These are basic self-driven vans with refrigerators, bathroom, and cabinets for your luggage. Don’t attempt to sleep in one! For the trip, it’s your car - would you sleep in your car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we travel within one state we normally find a better quality rental through the local state companies, which are easy to find through a simple Google search. We were lucky enough to rent one that had a flat screen TV and a video gaming system (which I promptly hid so my kids never knew about it)! We line the bed with duffle bags full of supplies. We grab anything we need from these bags to refill of our small carry bags that we take into the hotels, leaving the rooms much less cluttered. The refrigerator is filled with fresh fruit to balance the fast-food diet we subject ourselves to at hotel pools, beaches and resorts, and at the roadside drive-throughs! It’s not expensive; it’s actually pretty darn cheap. A two-bedroom suite (which is the most expensive room), at a beautiful hotel on Traverse Lake in Michigan, deluxe by any standards, in nowhere near equivalent to the cost of any night at a Hamptons house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years we have travelled with an RV within the following States;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky&lt;br /&gt;Lousiana&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;Michigan&lt;br /&gt;Alabama&lt;br /&gt;Texas&lt;br /&gt;North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;Maine   (last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RV is a tradition, a culture, if you will, within our family. It’s who we are and what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Create your own summer traditions today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2178711164239795004?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2178711164239795004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2178711164239795004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2178711164239795004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2178711164239795004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-travel-in-rv.html' title='on Travel in an RV'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7700084489267986890</id><published>2010-05-05T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T08:39:13.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on dad'/><title type='text'>On Dads</title><content type='html'>Samuel S. Liebowitz Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If mothers would understand that much of their importance lies in building up the father image for the child, the children would turn out well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.......I want to change the end to the children &lt;em&gt;(boys) would turn out to be great fathers&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t the ultimate compliment in motherhood to be succeeded by your daughter who herself becomes a happy and successful mother but as a mother you need to make sure to turn out successful fathers of your sons, and you need to make the role of father is&lt;br /&gt;seen as a successful position. One that receives Great Respect, one that speaks of great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more praise you give your husband in front of your children about what great fathers they are, the more attractive the position stands in their eyes......one day they will be great Dads too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not home this morning; I left the entire job of getting six children to school to my husband, and the morning breakfast helper! A task I do every day of my life, and have gotten right after many years; D&lt;strong&gt;o I actually expect everything to run as smoothly as when I am  there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I remain unsurprised when I hear everyone home in the background at 8:30am. I hear of the rain and try to get off the phone as fast as possible. I wonder if the fact that I wasn't there last night either, and everyone’s voices were in the background at 10:00pm had anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its one night, and I had to go away. I want my children to think only that&lt;br /&gt;they had a special stay up late night with Dad, and Dad hired a car service to get us to school in the rain so we would not have to walk to the corner to find a cab and the service was late !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is No benefit in thinking anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is great and Gives me lots of special Treats! That's a good feeling to let my kids enjoy, don’t I give my children lots of Special TIME in different ways? What if my husband didn’t allowed me to have special time during the hours he was working.....to support us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband, and I want him to be a successful Dad as much as I want my children to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so do you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7700084489267986890?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7700084489267986890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7700084489267986890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7700084489267986890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7700084489267986890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-dads.html' title='On Dads'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3792563908154691173</id><published>2010-05-03T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:58:54.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>on being a Supermom</title><content type='html'>On being a SUPERMOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning is just not the same as School Mornings and for those working mothers school and work mornings. Even more the reason to&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Saturday mornings that much more. Sure I want to be supermom all the time, so when the four year old says, mom, I want to spend time with you, it makes me melt…….but it’s Very Early Saturday morning and I have all day to be a great mom. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you to for yourself on Saturday Mornings? What do you want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I want to sneak out with the dog……alone……walk to the deli and get a bagged coffee and a buttered roll and sit on the steps of the Museum and feel the morning !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children are constantly demanding us to do for them. When you fill yourself up with love and peace and do some of the things you want to do, there is JUST MORE TO GIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3792563908154691173?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3792563908154691173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3792563908154691173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3792563908154691173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3792563908154691173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-being-supermom-saturday-morning-is.html' title='on being a Supermom'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7863493078834782877</id><published>2010-05-02T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T06:00:03.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Travel</title><content type='html'>On Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different Schools close at different times. There is am amazing place 90 miles door to door just on the other side of the Delaware Water Gap. To get there basically you take the George Washington Bridge to 95 to 80W and travel to the Delaware water gap. Then you travel about 10 exits and get off at the GREAT WOLF LODGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 100,000 square foot indoor and outdoor water park. It is really quite amazing to spend the night and heres what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school is out for you, but not out for everyone in Penn or New Jersey and not everybody in New York City for that matter, pick a midweek night. The reason you are travelling mid week is because Weekends are packed. Also midweek is half the price. You can leave on around 3pm on a Tuesday. (This is also great for a midweek closed day of school during the year). You get there check into your room. Make sure to ask for amusement/water park level. It’s WORTH IT to be on this floor. (You can also move your car to park outside the back of your room for easy leaving through the sliding back doors of the accommodation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Park all night long! I don’t let the children into the arcade until the next day. The money just goes too fast, and I still have the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the kids are ready to bed, the next morning is Buffet breakfast and Magic Quest in PJs. A Treasure hunt around the hotel with a magic wand that opens certain quests and shows you whats inside! Waving your wand could open a treasure box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its meet in the lobby to make your own KARAOKE DVD TAPE singing your favorate song!&lt;br /&gt;Then we get dressed and head into the arcade where games spit out tickets for prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back into the water park, checkout of the room before we enter (or pay a fee for a late checkout). After the water park, when the children are sufficiently exhausted I welcome the sounds from the DVD players in the back of the car while I drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few tips:&lt;br /&gt;-Bring fruit, bananas, apples, healthy drinks, bottles of water for the room&lt;br /&gt;-Bring something to hang on your room door as the kids have wristbands to open their rooms, but the room numbers are not on the wristbands and all the room doors look the same&lt;br /&gt;-Bring Friends. The kids love to buddy with their friends in the water park !&lt;br /&gt;-Bring your own towels, as they don’t let you leave the water park with the water park towels and its cold in the hallways&lt;br /&gt;-Bring two bathing suits as it’s hard to get near the dryers to dry the ones you wear the night before. If you have a wet suit, or swimming shirt, its better, NO BIKINIS in the water park ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7863493078834782877?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7863493078834782877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7863493078834782877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7863493078834782877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7863493078834782877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-travel.html' title='On Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-331809535603435893</id><published>2010-05-01T08:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:29:21.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Children Misbehaving</title><content type='html'>On Children Misbehaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children misbehaving and Parents behaving incredibly well! Parents who are able to step above the BEHAVIOR and see that this person that they love, this child of theirs, (or another’s) this very young person who whether 5 or 10 or 13 are just so young and learning…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And has not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The ability to filter all that is coming at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The ability to make the RIGHT thumbs up choice when&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with emotions all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lean over to give your child a hug, and accidently elbow your child in the face&lt;br /&gt;And they run away completely upset at you, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to my friend yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am not getting on the roller coaster ride today”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was referring to my eldest son’s emotional state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was picking up a younger one of mine at school and there was this hysterical child, I mean the hiccupping type crying, above the regular cry.&lt;br /&gt;I was not listening, and I am not judging, but what I did hear at the end was the mother screaming for her child to pick up the backpack and follow her. It seems the mother was walking away and the child would not pick up the back pack in some type of power play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to share a story. I standing in line at the airport and my hands were completely full with all the carry on I had since I did not check luggage. My purse, a pulling travel bag, the passports and tickets in my hands, and my daughter did not want to carry her travel bag. It was one of those color the front yourself tog bags.She actually threw it down on the floor and said I am not carrying this to the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left it there! That was it! and we boarded the plane without it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am not saying I would have left her coat there! As I needed her to have her coat, but this was her personal bag with her things and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think children misbehaving is most corrected by parents choosing to pick their battles. Parents rising above the words and displays that are in front of us to be able to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visually see yourself consoling…………….Unconditional Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all those amazing parents who I have in my life. I see you and I admire who you are and all that you do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-331809535603435893?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/331809535603435893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=331809535603435893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/331809535603435893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/331809535603435893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-children-misbehaving.html' title='On Children Misbehaving'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3312552360154626514</id><published>2010-04-30T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T06:00:04.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On childrens freedoms</title><content type='html'>On Kids Freedoms in New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I am asked at what age you let your kids outside on their own. I have to admit that Raising Six Children does let you have many perspectives on this question and on the practice of freedom to give your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe a bit in routines and the freedom and safety and comfort ability that comes with routines. For example, our family has been riding our bikes to school for four years now. This means that we take one route which involved travelling down one block to the very end and another avenue across.&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Back and Forth, the same avenue across and the same block up over and over. You start to have a very good understanding about what to expect, which sidewalks are wide enough for people and bikes. Which sidewalks you have to be extra careful on. After Checking with the 19th precinct of Manhattan, children under the age of 12 are allowed to ride their bikes, their tricycles and their two wheelers on the sidewalk. The older children and I, we are in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lucky to live in a community where both these blocks and avenues pass several schools along the way so we a community of people getting their children to school in the morning and picking them up in the afternoon. There are crossing guards who we are not connected with our school, but we remember them on holidays, as they remember and recognize us all year long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route....to school.....the routine.....provides a certain level of safety, and thus allows for certain freedoms I might otherwise not give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the thirteen and the twelve year old leave for school first, and have complete freedom getting there….as the route! The ten and eight year old leave second and I follow with the kindergartener. They can leave ahead of me (the 10 and 8 year old) being that I am travelling right behind them.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE MUST take the ROUTE, no exceptions if they want to bike to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the dog creates the same routine and rituals which also teach safety because the children going up and down the block on their own or around the block can understand how long it takes to run back home, what things might look uncomfortable to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both these freedoms I offer the children at these ages and I find are quite different then just letting them ......go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom in New York is not a gift when it is given to someone not ready to handle it. If your child has been asking for certain freedoms try to practice offering them routines such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going to the local deli, grocery store for milk or bread on Sunday nights.&lt;br /&gt;-Taking a taxi to the corner where you live and letting them walk home (you follow behind after a local errand)&lt;br /&gt;-Let them Pick up the Pizza or Chinese Food from the local restaurant if it’s close enough (prepay it, its easier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the types of freedoms you can ENPOWER your child who is READY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe and know at one point they will have these freedoms and you are only helping them to learn how&lt;br /&gt;To feel confident with them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3312552360154626514?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3312552360154626514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3312552360154626514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3312552360154626514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3312552360154626514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-childrens-freedoms.html' title='On childrens freedoms'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2962349844108230686</id><published>2010-04-29T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:00:00.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATLANTIS RESORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell people you have just returned from the Atlantis, you never know what kind of response you are going to get. Most people have heard of this destination, some have been there, some go back every year, some would never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres how the accommodations work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Towers-  A grand Hotel elevator Tower in the Center of the Atalntis Resort. Though it looks like its in the center of everything, to actually reach the elevator from the pools and beach is quite a walk. A stroller is a must for any children under 4! The beach tower is closest to the beach, but the absolute furthest  from anything. The Cove and the Reef are the more deluxe accommodations and offer something unique. They offer a peaceful place to stay, beach and pool in a quiet bahamas setting, without the hussle and busle of the Atlantis next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the younger three children to the Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t miss any school, any Friday birthday parties or&lt;br /&gt;Any activities . TWO DAYS was enough for us…&lt;br /&gt; and here is how it looked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning &lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;strong&gt;4:30am&lt;/strong&gt;     Taxi to JFK airport for&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;strong&gt; 6:00am&lt;/strong&gt;    Flight&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;8:45am&lt;/strong&gt;     Landed with one carry on bag** grabbed cab&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;9:30am&lt;/strong&gt;     We changed in the bathroom into our bathing suits- hit the beach&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;11:00am&lt;/strong&gt;    Buffet breakfast at the Cove Hotel&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;12:00n&lt;/strong&gt;      Went Swimming in the Baths Pools&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;1:30pm&lt;/strong&gt;   Went to the Aqua Adventure Center and Mayan Temple slides&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;3:00pm&lt;/strong&gt;   Went to the Lazy river Ride&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;4:00pm&lt;/strong&gt;   Went to see the Underwater Digs - Atlantis and Fish aquariums&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;strong&gt;      5:30pm&lt;/strong&gt;   Dinner in Room via Room Service and Stuart Little to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Morning    &lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;strong&gt;7:30am&lt;/strong&gt;  Breakfast Buffet at Mosaic&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;strong&gt; 8:30am&lt;/strong&gt;  Ripples Kids Pool&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;  9:30am&lt;/strong&gt;  Kids went to Kids Club Culinary Experience for one hour&lt;br /&gt;                                             where they all cook something fun while mom gets a one&lt;br /&gt;                                             hour break to visit the adult only pool and read a chapter&lt;br /&gt;                                             of her book&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;strong&gt;10:30am&lt;/strong&gt; Swim with the Dolphins at Dolphin Cay at the Atlantis Hotel&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt;12:00n&lt;/strong&gt;   Lunch and beach play feeding fish chex mix&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;strong&gt; 3:00pm&lt;/strong&gt; Taxi to airport&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;strong&gt;5:30pm&lt;/strong&gt; Flight home&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;**Packed in the bag was PJ for three kids, one bathingsuit and bathing shirt  and cover up&lt;br /&gt;  one shorts and shirt, one outfit for the plane home and a sweatshirt. THATS IT .Toilette Bag,flip flops           THAT’S IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew Jet blue direct from JFK and we returned on Delta through Atlanta or could have returned on Continenal thru Miami for a 7:30pm departure from Nassau !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend travels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2962349844108230686?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2962349844108230686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2962349844108230686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2962349844108230686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2962349844108230686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-travel-atlantis-resort-when-you-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-288350948963553202</id><published>2010-04-28T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T06:00:04.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on organizing'/><title type='text'>On allowances</title><content type='html'>On Allowances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me all the time what I think about allowances. I understand that children need money. The simple fact is that I don’t believe in giving away money for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created a transportation box where I keep singles inside. If someone needs to get to school early (like the thirteen year old or the twelve year old) and it’s raining and they can’t walk or ride their bike...they can take the transportation money and they have to leave a note of how much they took and their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone needs money for school supplies, Friday lunch because they are staying late, or such I am happy to help out! We are family! It’s what we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if someone wants to buy a play station game, well that's money that they need to earn, and they earn that money by doing jobs which they earn points for. The point’s equal dollars and they can turn in their points for purchases whenever they want! (Actually now we hold some points back for those who have a tendency to break other people’s important and valuable items while not asking for permission to use them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An allowance for no reason.....just doesn't sit right with me when earning money if a great opportunity to offer a child a chance to earn for themselves. To believe in themselves, to reach a goal for themselves, to value how hard they worked for their points and care more about how  they are going to spend their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that every child is not motivated the same way, our family offers a lot of opportunities to earn points easily.....Points are offered up for kindness, my children traded points this week to bring pennies for peace to school, points that are offered in contests, points that are traded in for a EARTH DAY project and tree planting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of my children as they earn points and make purchases!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-288350948963553202?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/288350948963553202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=288350948963553202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/288350948963553202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/288350948963553202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-allowances.html' title='On allowances'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5616582302207353755</id><published>2010-04-27T06:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T07:23:10.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on activities'/><title type='text'>On Birthday Gifts</title><content type='html'>On Party Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly amazing the number of birthday gifts we have fun purchasing yearly. The younger children are included in every birthday party and as they move through the grades, the number of invitations reduces naturally. Most schools ask that you either invite the entire class or 1/3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to find birthday gifts that are those my children would like themselves to receive. So many times I run into a few very special items and I buy them in bulk or organize them in advance. This always doesn't work in my favor.......I went to a WAREHOUSE Frette Sale and purchased bathrobes for about the same price as a toys r us game would cost. Normally these would be $100.00 gifts. I thought, who would spend $100.00 for a children’s bathrobe anyway, but the quality was so nice, it was worth it to purchase enough. The reason they were on such super sale was they only has size 3 left. I bought 15 of them in September and was ready to give all them out as gifts to the 15 children that were in my son’s nursery school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That year he only got invited to 5 birthday parties.....and I ended up with 10 extra size 3 Frette bathrobes!&lt;br /&gt;I gave them away as gifts to the older child (which was usually 3) when a friend of mine had a new baby as an older child gift! I think I have one left today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer while we were travelling we found a company that sold items that changed color in the sun! I purchased everything in bulk...A big hit. Purchased headbands, shirts, bathing suits and they were all gifted already everyone was thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also smaller items which I find, buy and save, and attach to the top of a gift with cellophane or use for goody bags when throwing small kids parties at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of my friends who, like me, are always thinking of new ideas for gifts for children! &lt;a href="http://www.glimmerrox.com/"&gt;Glimmer Rox&lt;/a&gt; in a unique belt, bracelet (cuff) and headband that can be personalized with initials or purchased in bulk for upcoming birthdays. My six year old daughter wears her bracelet/cuff all the time and ill be there purchasing 10 bracelets for $10.00 each as a bulk purchase to use in my eight year old Birthday Party goodie bags next month !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR NEW YORKERS ONLY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, April 30th&lt;br /&gt;9 AM – 2 PM&lt;br /&gt;GLIMMER ROX OPEN HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;239 East 79th Street, Suite 6&lt;br /&gt;New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment back your favorite birthday item?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5616582302207353755?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5616582302207353755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5616582302207353755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5616582302207353755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5616582302207353755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-birthday-gifts.html' title='On Birthday Gifts'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4327764944957174969</id><published>2010-04-26T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T06:00:09.163-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on nannies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>on Maturity</title><content type='html'>On maturity, On Nannies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you&lt;strong&gt; introduce Morality as a priority that your children need in order to reach maturity?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find in day to day life with my kids, I am questioned on why I am doing something.  For example, someone worked for our family for eight years, staying home while the babies slept while I ran around the city with the other children. Now in our house there are no more babies to stay home with, could I just fire this person?&lt;br /&gt;I explained to the children over and over again how she dedicated so much of her life to us, that we need to see that she gets another job….We need to keep her employed until she does, because it’s the RIGHT thing to do, because she has done so much for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a chance for your child to see another’s life.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a chance for your child to manage destructive feelings as mthey might not like this person. I need to teach that his dislike for her doesn’t need to equal a wish for her demise!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a chance for your child to change his assessment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize here is his maturity……and the start of Morality Lessons which we can all teach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you teach today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4327764944957174969?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4327764944957174969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4327764944957174969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4327764944957174969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4327764944957174969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-maturity.html' title='on Maturity'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2407763603084436600</id><published>2010-04-25T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T06:00:04.455-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Dogs'/><title type='text'>On Dogs</title><content type='html'>Living in New York City there is a lot of inconveniences of having a dog, but I don’t need to tell you that dogs are amazing animals. They are happy when we are happy, when we are sad, they come to console us. They are not only great friends, but can often serve to bring members of a family even closer together. We have all heard that dogs are man’s best friend; I would say they are CHILDRENS BEST FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first communities I learned about when we got our first dog was the&lt;br /&gt;‘Before 9:00am” community in Central Park. This is truly an amazing site for any eyes. Hundreds, maybe even thousands of dogs running freely across central park&lt;br /&gt;Chasing each other, chasing birds, squirrels, it’s an UNBELIEVABLE site to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered what foreigners would think if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*They arrived in Greenwich Village on Halloween Night&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;*Took A stroll in Central park before 9:00am when the dogs&lt;br /&gt;Are allowed off their leashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends always ask me, so what do you think about a dog! Well I think dogs are great for kids but you cannot have complete expectations that your children are going to make sure that the dog is clean, fed and walked as many times as you need to be done! Dogs needs to get out of their city apartments, houses, buildings...the bigger the dog, the more times out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a ‘rites of passage’ that involved our dog which looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our eight year old can walk the dog up and down the block on his own&lt;br /&gt;The ten year old can walk the dog around the block on his own.&lt;br /&gt;The twelve year old and the thirteen year old can walk the dog for points&lt;br /&gt;As a job .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2407763603084436600?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2407763603084436600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2407763603084436600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2407763603084436600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2407763603084436600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-dogs_25.html' title='On Dogs'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4961396067420688582</id><published>2010-04-24T04:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T04:06:32.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>on Praise</title><content type='html'>On Praise&lt;br /&gt;You are so wonderful, I love you so much, and you are amazing! Well they are, OUR CHILDREN, but does constant praise means constant assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are our words putting our children in a position where they are waiting for their praise for everything and anything that they do. And what about when they don’t do something so well, is it the constant praise that they are used to hearing, and not there…..cause to hear the pain and frustration in your silence that they are already feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest child, I believe he hears any praise as condesending at this stage of life. In the background he wants to know that you love him, and he is capable in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the background he needs to hear the values you have, those he cannot push the limits outside of, but when we adheres to these as Rules, and you praise him for such, its condescending to him !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest child says “I'm not going to give you any love unless……..” Now you might respond poorly to such a threat but this threat is all he has to offer up. Usually I say I was going to do that for you anyway and I hope that you don’t hold back your love for what I do and don’t do! I won’t hold back my love for you if you do or don’t do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my middle children roll their eyes as I praise something they are singing, their voices, how they know all the words, their memorizing…. I make sure they know I appreciate that I am different from them and I can never memorize all those words the right way they do. That’s why when I sing the songs the words are always all wrong. I am different from them, Others are different from them, and that’s good too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batch your praises for when they can build the most confidences!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4961396067420688582?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4961396067420688582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4961396067420688582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4961396067420688582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4961396067420688582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-praise.html' title='on Praise'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-3271018468854616655</id><published>2010-04-23T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:00:00.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>on achievement</title><content type='html'>On Achievement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What decisions are you making on how important your Childs achievement is?&lt;br /&gt;What are you saying and what are you doing to send this message. Are all your&lt;br /&gt;Actions and words in line with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sign up my 10 year old for baseball, it’s the first time he has ever played for a baseball team, all five of his siblings go out for the first game to watch him play, and he bats 3 runs in and plays right field. He had a great day! So I hire a baseball coach to help him learn how to field, he can’t learn from mommy and I know just the right guy! Here I am trying to send the message that you need to spend some time learning how to play the game before you decide if you like it or not and I am going to support your efforts like I have supported your older brothers who also worked with this coach. Does he want to, NO! Why, because  its gonna be hard work. Since it was completely quiet for 7 innings in right field and standing around out in the grassy outfield where no child could hit the ball past the inn field was cause enuogh to learn another position.&lt;br /&gt;He worked with the coach and asked when he can work with him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday is was raining when we woke and having no car in the city; meant riding our bikes in the rain to Randall’s Island for the game and it was a grim way to start Saturday morning, so we missed the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What message am I sending when we missed the game? Certainly not one showing our obligation to the team….but I have to say honestly I felt the game would have been cancelled anyway (and I left my son with that feeling too) in order not to send this message intentionally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My seventh grader is thinking about what High School he might be applying to next year. I make sure to let him know that the next school year will be completely encompassed  by this process and that we should enjoy the hard work you are doing in the seventh grade. Lets stay in the seventh grade NOW to make sure that what everything you have to put on your applications you will be proud of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore here our K-8 school has posted the emissions of all the existing eight grade students ….and I advise my son to scan over the list of schools the graduating class is attending…..and make sure he knows his family would be happy with any of those schools he chooses himself. There is no pressure for any achievements here! Actually I tell him about a performing arts public school which you have to test with an audition of sorts to get in. I tell him it’s so outside the box from who he is yet would be so good for him to stretch towards. Sending the message he can be who he wants to be and I will love him for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-3271018468854616655?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3271018468854616655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=3271018468854616655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3271018468854616655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/3271018468854616655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-achievement.html' title='on achievement'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4473504769951816354</id><published>2010-04-22T06:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T15:36:12.458-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Coping Strategies</title><content type='html'>On COPING STRATEGIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you help your children deal with coping strategies? What is coping strategies? I say it’s when&lt;br /&gt;Your child is feeling frustration, something is not being heard the way they want it to be heard or it is being heard the way he is saying it and it is not being received the way he wants it to be received.&lt;br /&gt;"MOM, my brother hit me! " Sometimes I think the kids expect me to JUMP IN THE AIR as if I were prepared to fight a dragon and go out on the attack. The attack of the brother who hit him of course. First I say I am sorry you got hit and ask if my child is hurt! This usually throws them off, they need for me to take action , but i also am caring for them and intimately that is what they want from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask why you think your brother hit you so I can know how I am going to punish him and make sure the punishment fits the crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think he hit me because I pushed him away when he was trying to watch me play a game on my computer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another son who walks away every time there is adversity. He walks away, and I don’t follow him. (I used to but all we did was enter into a battle of silence and a battle of why are you walking away conversation). He walks away, copes within himself with the problem and returns back to normal spirits. I always try to comment that I know he walked away and I am happy he was able to return. I am happy he is learning internally how to cope with situations by walking away from them. (At this point). I later&lt;br /&gt;Bring up the situations as if even though he walked away from the dealing with them that we can have a chance now to make sure things are settled and not busting inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another son who acts out in other ways as his way of coping with something that happened. When I see him act out for attention I immediately go to: What happened that is making you speak so loud?” Why are you teasing your younger sister so harshly, did someone tease you today? Do you want to talk about it?” Coping with something that is going on within you is better than creating a bad feeling amongst your brothers and sister as that is what you are doing now!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identification of Coping Skills needs to be pointed out for children to acquire them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing today to help your children cope with tough situations?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4473504769951816354?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4473504769951816354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4473504769951816354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4473504769951816354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4473504769951816354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-coping-statergies.html' title='On Coping Strategies'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-561389959135498328</id><published>2010-04-21T06:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:19:59.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>on efficiency</title><content type='html'>On efficiency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising Children in one thing! Being efficient and raising a family, caring for a house!&lt;br /&gt;To me efficiency means doing the most amount of things with the least amount of money so that I am able to do more things !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hire someone to come to my house and fix my dryer. They will charge me about $250.00 or I can take a screwdryer and open a panel that will lead me to see that the large grey hose is blowing into the room, the room is sweaty ! I tape the grey ‘duct with duct tape’ reattach the hose to the obvious place it fell from and Tada! I don’t tell anyone I did this, I did it…because I DO IT and so can you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really unbelievable the amout of things you can just DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on spring break, I went into a Target and there was a table of $1.00 red and blue shirts. My mind was swimming with all the ideas for all the ways I can use these shirts. My four year old has a sports team in the park every week, I can hand them out to every child, they could emblazon them with their names feel like a team when playing their sports. I have a picnic coming up, maybe the younger volunteers can write our school name of them and all wear them identifying them as helpers. I have a birthday party coming up. I can set up a decorate a shirt table,with bags and that can be their goodie bag gift !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of being efficient, is thinking about not just what you can do, or what you can save, but how you can give. That makes it must a bit more fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I had $200.00 in my pocket and a list of various cleaning supplies and laundry supplies that needed to be replenished! I couldn’t even purchase them……with the $200.00 I had. I gave the&lt;br /&gt;Money to someone who comes to my house to clean who lives near the 99 cents store. At this store all the cleaning supplies are 99 cents. The silver polishes, the countertop sprays. The Green Windex cleaner all the scrubs, all the shouts, the downies, the swifter refills. She took a taxi straight to my house with the packages, we all helped unload ! …. With the change I was so happy to help her get a new pair of sneakers and buy FLOWERS for my house.&lt;br /&gt;Flowers….which I purchase at the local deli’s for a $10.00 bunch of flowers and I add another $10.00&lt;br /&gt;Of greens which are purchased as $2.00 a bunch of greens times 5 green arrangements! They make a grand centerpiece when added to the $10.00 bunch of assorted cut flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are endless ways to be efficient, to spend money wisely, no matter how much you have !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-561389959135498328?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/561389959135498328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=561389959135498328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/561389959135498328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/561389959135498328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-efficiency.html' title='on efficiency'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7457624083542253720</id><published>2010-04-20T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T07:06:53.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on organizing'/><title type='text'>On organizing Medical Records</title><content type='html'>On Organizing Children’s Medical Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people don’t think to start organizing an area of their family life because they haven’t already taken any preparatory steps. It’s amazing that once you start something how wonderfully it begins to fall in to place. For most of the portion of their lives , our children will have to organize: their backpacks, homework, folders, binders, books, rooms, drawers, clothes, and so the list continues. Now, how can they learn unless they see us organize aspects of our own lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your kids your new “Child Medical Record Book.” This starts with a simple, large loose-leaf binder for each of the children with their name on the front. I then fill each binder with sheet protectors and put them away on the shelf. Upi can go into your baby books if you have them and make copies of stuff, you can Photostat their birth certificates to start with !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take one of your children to the dentist to have a cavity filled, it is usual to be presented with both a receipt and form showing a picture of the child’s mouth, highlighting the tooth that had the filling. If you make a copy of this form (you may need the original for insurance purposes), and slip it into the relevant child’s binder, you now have a record of which teeth in your child’s mouth have fillings, which have been pulled, which are impacted, and so on. This binder will eventually become a complete collection of your child’s medical records.The camp forms that the doctor has to complete at this time of year make a perfect first entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t have any camp forms, - just begin with a School Admission/Admittance Medical Records Form. Enjoy your organizing and feel great about doing something good !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7457624083542253720?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7457624083542253720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7457624083542253720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7457624083542253720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7457624083542253720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-organizing-medical-records.html' title='On organizing Medical Records'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-561265868777063800</id><published>2010-04-19T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:27:37.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Car Trips</title><content type='html'>On Car Trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is absolutely amazing raising six children in New York City and still having the chance to travel around America. Who knew we were in for the longest family trip of our lives when we signed up to try dog sledding during spring break? A 12-passenger car picked us up at 1:30pm. Now, a 12-passenger car is the size that I would normally use for just my family. But we picked up three more families (for a total of 15 people) for a 30-minute ride to the dogsledding run in the White River National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful, snowy day and we were all excited to enjoy the day’s adventure. Alas, disaster struck: an accident on the one-lane road through the canyon and over the mountain had blocked off the easiest point of access to the run. The half-hour trip became a four-hour trip, with nine other people in the car, stuffed in together in their snowsuits and boots, like puffy sardines. The car was crawling along at one mile-an-hour, so I offered my kids the chance to get out of the car and run along beside us, to give them a bit of freedom and fresh air. The kids, moving faster than the cars on the road, and they enjoyed the offered for the time out of the car in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip could have turned into a disaster, but my kids were fantastic. They played with the other children, and when they weren’t beating the traffic in a running race they stayed in their seats, behaving themselves for hours on end. They were the most well behaved children, and I was so proud of them. It’s amazing to see all the values and life lessons you try to instill in your children finally manifesting themselves in their actions and behavior in these sorts of stressful, tedious situations. When it came to game day, my kids stepped up the plate. And they all hit home runs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, perhaps it was also the fortuitous mix of people in the car that made them so able to handle the situation? I wonder, would it have been the same if it were just the kids and me in the car? Whatever the case, be positive! The time does come when your hard work pays off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t have the bus drop us back home, but at the first hotel stop, where I treated my kids to a delicious dinner. Trust me, after that day they deserved to feel special !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-561265868777063800?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/561265868777063800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=561265868777063800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/561265868777063800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/561265868777063800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-car-trips.html' title='On Car Trips'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-524014898150510392</id><published>2010-04-18T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T08:42:47.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on dinner'/><title type='text'>on Dinner</title><content type='html'>Dinner Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do they want to eat? It’s important to have the dinnertime routine all set out. We have the beautiful dinner table all set, we have games at the ready, the candles lit, and music playing. We also have a chart of what needs to be done at the table. And, most importantly, we are all sitting there together! Now it’s all about the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children are used to a set menu (a home-cooked one, of course), which is usually breaded meat or fish, pan-seared and then put in the oven to bake after being lightly browned. At my house, we bake the meat for about 20 minutes at 400°F, and we cook enough to provide one full portion each for the four older kids and one more cut in to cubes for the younger two. For our fish dinners we use either salmon or breaded cod, or alternatively any white fish, and for the younger kids we introduce healthy minced fish sticks. A great choice for the younger ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we serve rice, the choices are seemingly endless - from Rice-A-Roni to brown rice, Uncle Ben’s white to Mexican rice, or a mixture of two or more varieties. Sometimes, couscous makes a delicious and welcome alternative. Choices of pasta are equally multitudinous, which varieties of colors and shapes, as well as decisions about what sauce to serve and whether to use butter or oil in the cooking process. I’m a very lucky mom when it comes to the vegetable department – my kids love them all! Corn and broccoli are particularly popular choices in my home, as well as asparagus, string beans and snow peas. Cold veggies are also on the table every night, including carrots and celery. Just as important are carbohydrates, to help give those kids all that energy! Every night the table’s centerpiece is a basket of fresh bread rolls or croissants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children have other voiced their opinions that they think they need a change in the menu, that they are being served the same meal time and time again and they want something new and different. Ask (politely) and you shall receive! We went around the neighborhood and picked up about 20 menus in order to find some new ideas and diversify the variety of meals we serve in our home. I also am lucky enough to have some great friends who were happy to share some of their delicious yet easy-to-make culinary secrets, all of which I am very eager to try out. Unfortunately, so far, the kids have been less than welcoming to the new menu items that have been added to the routine of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s foray into new cuisine took on a Spanish flavor, and consisted of pork ribs, dough balls filled with meat and potatoes, and pork rinds. Things were already a bit shaking at the dinner table, however it was my earnest introduction of blood sausage that saw me booed out of the room. The night before was an exploration of Greek cuisine with a do-it-yourself twist, with a make-your-own gyro station set up, complete with sliced lamb, salad, yogurt, sauce, and feta, as well as a side of potatoes and broccoli. Unfortunately like its Spanish counterpart, this meal plan was met with a resounding “boo!” by the kids. The day before this was of Indian fare: sliced chicken soaked in delicious broth with choices of dipping sauces from orange to tandoori to sour cream, covering as many bases as possible. I handed out marshmallow skewers for the dipping process. Once again, a ho-hum response was all I got. The night before this was American night, and I cooked a favorite chicken, rack of ribs and mashed potatoes, pita breads, and corn on the cob. Yet, even this homegrown hero of a meal failed to impress the discriminating palettes of my apparently soon-to-be-food-critic lot of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the question remains: why did all these diverse menus fail to tickle my children’s fancies? After all, the children asked for variety and that’s exactly what was offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I will try something new! I have met a fabulous girl who is studying culinary arts, comes from a large family and is excited to try out her meals on us. I have managed to calculate the amount of money I spend on a take in delivery vs someone to help me sort out the same fare and grocery bill. And at the same time I am helping someone who happens to live 5 blocks from my house and can use the extra money after work! Where did I find her? Craigs List!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-524014898150510392?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/524014898150510392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=524014898150510392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/524014898150510392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/524014898150510392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-dinner.html' title='on Dinner'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5130394167801562217</id><published>2010-04-17T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:10:36.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the eight year old'/><title type='text'>on Dogs</title><content type='html'>I used to have a Cavalier, I bought him for my third son when my Daughter was born! We knew&lt;br /&gt;Cavaliers had shorter life spans due to their sensitive hearts, but we didnt know that the stairs in my house would cause a hyneria and be would not be able to have the operation due to his heart. So we gave him to the wonderful man that owns the framing store we use on Third Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have always had Rufus, a muensterlander, a black and white bird and squirrel hunting dog.&lt;br /&gt;The story is hyterical how when my husband brough home Rufus we also had a white canary. I dont think my husband liked the white canary too much....Hence the Bird Hunting dog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My EIGHT YEAR OLD ON DOGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rufus, My Dog&lt;br /&gt;Running as fast as a speeding car&lt;br /&gt;Jumping fences high as a wall&lt;br /&gt;Eyes as big and round as binoculars&lt;br /&gt;Sniffing like a shark that smells blood&lt;br /&gt;I love him!&lt;br /&gt;Woof! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5130394167801562217?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5130394167801562217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5130394167801562217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5130394167801562217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5130394167801562217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-dogs.html' title='on Dogs'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-373037434943036032</id><published>2010-04-16T12:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T12:47:47.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on schooling'/><title type='text'>On the Phanton Tuiton</title><content type='html'>On the PHANTOM TUITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost noon and I have been lucky enough to speak with about 7 wonderful Women this morning, three of whom spent most of their time sharing with me about “THE PHANTOM TUITION” for children. The “EXTRA” expense in order to educate your child in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario Number one: A seventh grader, who doesn’t have the best handwriting. He is being tutored for $180.00 an hour by an approved private school therapist so that when he takes the ICCEES test next year for high school placement his handwriting will be up to par with the other kids they are testing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario Number two: A Kindergarten student who has to cancel their after school sports so that they can begin gross motor skills therapy for $240.00 an hour in a studio where they throw a ball to them while on a swing, or play gross motor skills game with a specialist who can work on this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario Number Three: A nursery schooler has to be tested for multiple hours this week to make sure they still can receive their services for their son or else it would cost them $800.00 a week for therapies for them to get ready for Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising Six Children in New York City I have had my share of tutors, speech, and handwriting, gross and fine motor skills specialists. Some of them are amazing and it is important for a school/family partnership to support the schools efforts at home. This I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is that today in this market, the same tutors who are assistant teachers at the finest schools, or who are interviewing for these jobs are available to help your kids at a fraction of the hourly rates that most of us CAN NOT AFFORD ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;Place an ad on crags list:&lt;br /&gt;(Sample ad for scenario number one :)&lt;br /&gt;*My thirteen year old son would like to work with a college graduate who is seeking employment in the education field in order to prepare for High School placement. Bonus: if you have any experience in handwriting. $25.00 per hour 4 days a week during homework time in our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck and use ALL your resources! Remember when you get 100 responses to your ad that you are only looking for one qualified person….stop looking when you find them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-373037434943036032?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/373037434943036032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=373037434943036032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/373037434943036032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/373037434943036032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-phanton-tuiton.html' title='On the Phanton Tuiton'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6498919652768202409</id><published>2010-04-15T06:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:11:41.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Boating'/><title type='text'>on Boating</title><content type='html'>It was 1995 and I was on a date (with the man I married), walking down the west side of New York City, grabbing a burger at the 79th Street Boat Basin. He told me the very romantic stories of when he lived in London and sailed the 'Isles of White' and all his sailing adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As these stories were swimming in my head I fantasized about having a small boat in New York City. How nice it would be to meet after work and sail around Manhattan together, in the sunset…..&lt;br /&gt;We put out names on the WAITLIST at the Department of Parks Basin. We were told it would be many years before the list cleared. These spots are quite precious because they are so few.&lt;br /&gt;Since that date, we were engaged, married and six children later…I still always checked the waitlist before I changed my calendar every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would travel and rent small boats often when we were away and I decided that it would be a good idea to sign up for the US BOATING SQUADRON OPERATORS CAPTAIN LICENSE which was a coarse offered at the local public school two nights a week for six weeks. Not only did I learn safety but also navigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant with my fifth child in July of 2003 I purchased a 10 year old, twenty one foot Donzi and rebuilt it every weekend that summer with Sunbrella fabric and a staple gun!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the local Marina Strongs, the engine worked just fine! After that summer I donated the boat to the South Hampton College Marine Biology Research Department where it is still used today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March of 2006 we got a call that a slip came available and within 48 hours I managed to get a small used boat into that slip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“THE SKIPPER V1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the boat is back in the water for the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, we dont have a Car in New York City but we have a boat. Easy trips across the river to whole foods,or Liberty Island to Gas her up, visit the science center or a circle around the island after school with our friends....dinner at city island, visits to The Long Island Sound or CT shoreline, up the Hudson......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you always want to do? Nows the time to do it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6498919652768202409?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6498919652768202409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6498919652768202409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6498919652768202409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6498919652768202409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-boating.html' title='on Boating'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8574279277870907342</id><published>2010-04-14T05:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:15:32.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>On Special Time</title><content type='html'>Special Time Days.....soon school will be out and will I have organized a Special Time Day with all my children ? These days are hard to plan, but coverage needs to be planned if I am to spend a saturday, a day, alone with one !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE THE PLAN TODAY, to spend a special time day with your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what is it we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My special time day with my 10 year old son went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We hoped on the bike and went to my favorite cappucino place....Sat outside and&lt;br /&gt;I drank and asked a lot of questions. I found out that my son had his YU GI OH cards&lt;br /&gt;in his pocket. His intention was to teach me how to play....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A bike ride to the boat house, and two croissants, two seats on the outside metal tables and YU GI OH we played. I was not so good with my atttacks and it seems my son always had another blue eyes white dragon coming from his deck.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after I lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We rented a boat on the boat house and my 10 years old my son completely rowed me to where the turtles hid and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we captured a moment he will always remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we would have never planned it so well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the day he rowed mom by himself around the lake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*It started to drizzle so we rode out of the park and passed a fancy chocolate store. Yes I will buy you a piece, of chocolate, your favorite, before lunch !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Then home, and he wanted to watch the dvd of Glee episodes because tonight is the airing of the second season.....Well I can get caught of too so I can share this with them ! So Glee it was!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Lunch in the kitchen and the offer for a board game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that was it. Special Time Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took pictures :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of our bikes infront of our house&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of the BOAT HOUSE SIGN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of my son rowing the boat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of the turtles we found on the rocks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of the blue bird perched on the tree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of the mommy and daddy ducks we bumped into&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-of the sign of the chocolateria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-and of us on the couch watching GLEE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will download them to shutterfly today, make a 16 page SPECIAL TIME album using full page option and auto fill and wrap it up to give to him next week with a card that will say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Thanks for sharing a day with me, your the best!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be a supermom today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8574279277870907342?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8574279277870907342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8574279277870907342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8574279277870907342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8574279277870907342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-special-time.html' title='On Special Time'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-5996028727698408580</id><published>2010-04-13T05:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T05:17:00.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Bedtime'/><title type='text'>on Bedtime</title><content type='html'>The hardest part of putting children to bed is in the age groups of the children you have.&lt;br /&gt;The closer the age groups the harder it is because their bed times are so close together that before the younger ones are asleep (sometimes) the older ones wake them up when they go to sleep and so on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 and 6 year old go in their beds at 7:30pm. We try to make sure by this time we are&lt;br /&gt;all bathed, brushed teeth, drinks upstairs, clothes laid out for the next day and night lights on for book time. Library books are on the sides of the bed and we begin to read and calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 8:00pm they are settled quietly and have 30 minutes before the 8 and 10 year old are&lt;br /&gt;to head into the bedroom next door. The 8 year old is to be in bed at 8:30 reading for 30 minutes and the 10 year old, who reads endlessly, at all times, must just be in bed at 9:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9:00pm I am in the room with them tucking them in, saying good night, asking about their plans for the next day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9:30am the 12 and thirteen year old......stroll into the room and if they scent the 8 and 10 year old are not asleep, well then its PARTY TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to not inwardly enjoy the four brothers playing chipmonks and seeing three in one bed with their heads peeking up to see if I see them from the 4th bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to force sleep, when these are the times they will remember, these are the times that will bond them together as brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times I kiss them all and leave the room...trailing are my words...there is school tommorow not to late!  They always wake up fine !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the 8 year old gets pulled out of his bed, and bangs his head and&lt;br /&gt; I am forced to punished all of them for thier poor decision of play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just stand outside the room door, and though I am not listening to the words, I am not intriduing, I am just in the mist of their moments of joy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy they I am able to have four boys room together and I hope to keep things&lt;br /&gt;this way as long as I can !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sometimes hard, but it is worth it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-5996028727698408580?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5996028727698408580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=5996028727698408580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5996028727698408580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/5996028727698408580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-bedtime.html' title='on Bedtime'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-8110721504269963063</id><published>2010-04-11T13:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:31:58.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>on The First Child-One Child</title><content type='html'>On “One CHILD”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I say One child, or the First child? Aren’t they the same? It doesn’t matter how many children you have, you will always have a FIRST CHILD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is a glace over to my bookshelf and I see the record book of the every hour feedings I gave my newborn, is it a wonder why he would projectile throw up like an alien across the width of my one bedroom apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write these blogs today, I am the same person, I still chart and record everything, I have just done it so many times, in so many areas, that I am trying to share now with other s MORE choices of what to chart and record and create!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were always really hard with with my first child, cause they were all new. I hope to share the benefits of doing it SIX times here and help to remind readers that THIS IS THE IMPORTANT PART OF YOUR LIFE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a Supermom Today !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-8110721504269963063?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8110721504269963063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=8110721504269963063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8110721504269963063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/8110721504269963063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-one-child-should-i-say-one-child-or.html' title='on The First Child-One Child'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4143319122566716898</id><published>2010-04-11T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T08:51:42.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Helping and Charity</title><content type='html'>On Parenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my children to earn money by doing helpful handyman things around the house. Not only will they earn money but of course they will also feel capable. He wants to be a helping member taking care of his home!&lt;br /&gt;Now once eight years old rolls around they are motivated to earn money when they want things! That’s ok! Only the younger children are still excited for how many gold stars they have on their charts! Gold stars are also a path to an ice cream cone from Mr. Softie on their school block!&lt;br /&gt;But you have to be a SUPERMOM when your ten year old is getting frustrated with HOW DO I DO IT?&lt;br /&gt;We have a bubblegum Machine in the Playroom. It takes quarters and the job is to empty out the quarters, count them and put them in a zip lock bag to take to the bank. We are going to get a bank check made out to a food pantry.&lt;br /&gt;I give my son the bubble gum machine key!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I want him to explore the options, he wants to be shown, Of course I want him to figure out how to turn the key, figure out how it might open, figure out ways he can unclog it the stuck piece of gum.&lt;br /&gt;Realize to be a SUPERMOM that this child is reaching out to become independent and understands that earning for work is something he CAN DO. Once he learns how to unclog the bubble gum machine and feels the satisfaction that it is not SO hard. He will do it again! This is a job he can do. (As well as other jobs that look like it). He feels the connection to the world by being able to be part of giving.....he will walk the check into the food pantry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he can do it on his own one day!&lt;br /&gt;Be a SUPERMOM today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4143319122566716898?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4143319122566716898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4143319122566716898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4143319122566716898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4143319122566716898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-helping-and-charity.html' title='On Helping and Charity'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7213028868042388376</id><published>2010-04-10T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:18:00.209-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>Be a Supermom Today</title><content type='html'>Good Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Saturday ….Three children woke up in my bed about 7:00am and for some reason&lt;br /&gt;They did not wake me up…..Maybe they tried, I don’t actually remember.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here at my computer, all dressed and showered with the sounds of all my children echoing throughout the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to just run down and start the day, but what if I see my daughter pouring endless amount of chocolate into her milk, or what if I see my thirteen year old still wearing his shirt from school yesterday… what kind of day will I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I jump in…….I set my mind , (or intention) on what kind of mom I want to be today, how I want to be with my children, so no matter what my responses are they don’t mold my day or change based upon my children’s circumstances or action of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to smile, kiss everyone, and make my coffee! I will make a comment to one at a time, making sure I make eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;Be a SUPERMOM TODAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7213028868042388376?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7213028868042388376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7213028868042388376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7213028868042388376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7213028868042388376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-supermom-today.html' title='Be a Supermom Today'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6305817542782554861</id><published>2010-04-09T09:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:38:25.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>How to SPEND TIME with your child:</title><content type='html'>On Parenting&lt;br /&gt;Tips on a good way to Connect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am with all my children in the same room, I have to distinguish whether I am&lt;br /&gt;Amongst them or with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I in their conversation? Am I enjoying their activity? Am I just sitting in the same vicinity?&lt;br /&gt;As them…..texting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When five children get home from school at 4:00pm and go into bedtime routine at 8:00pm&lt;br /&gt;How can I make the most impact, connect with them everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Bedtime routine totally includes a soft gentle time with mommy and daddy so that’s covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word ROUTINE is the trick, kids who smoothly sail through their evening routines will get better sleep……keep trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple, SEPARATE OUT ONE OF YOUR CHILDREN and FOCUS YOUR ATTENTIONS on that one just for a time. When you are sitting in a room with your children, start a side conversation with one. Single them out. It’s such as easy way to be next to both your children, but actually creating a connection with one. Ask specific questions about whatever you are doing, watching. Just throw in a tidbit sharing something about what you might have been doing while they were in science class. They care (I hear them repeating all my stories to their siblings as treasures of information they were privy to )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best of time are when you are amongst ALL your children and you have made a connection with one of the children. I make sure to refer to that connection at breakfast so that the look that passes between us further cements this memory and bring up good feelings in my stomach....(usually dont even have to eat !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one way I spend time with my children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6305817542782554861?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6305817542782554861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6305817542782554861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6305817542782554861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6305817542782554861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-spend-time-with-your-child.html' title='How to SPEND TIME with your child:'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-6364291587927992167</id><published>2010-04-08T11:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:52:45.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On parenting-RACHEL RAY SHOW</title><content type='html'>What a great opportunity for a great lesson to teach in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;em&gt; THINGS HAPPEN.....UNEXPECTED THINGS THAT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;             YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER.....AND ITS BEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                TO ENJOY THE MOMENT,  HAVE FUN IN WHAT YOUR DOING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                  AND THATS ENOUGH FOR NOW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Exciting to be back stage at the Rachel Ray Show. Practicing riding the bicycle&lt;br /&gt;on stage cue to where Rachel Ray would be sitting. How wonderful to have all my six year old daughters curls, curled up infront of a hugh mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to tell my daughter what an amazing job she was doing, how great it was she&lt;br /&gt;was so capable of following instructions and how she would shine on the TV !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the filming did not take place ......because we had no control over the segment and&lt;br /&gt;the time allowed for this filming. It will take place another day...and thats just OK too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happily thanked everyone on their kindness and showed my daughter that the benefits&lt;br /&gt;of this special day included that when we come back things will be so familiar and there wont be any butterflied in the belly at all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy my daughter was able to roll forward and smile and ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MOM, where are we going for special time lunch!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-6364291587927992167?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6364291587927992167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=6364291587927992167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6364291587927992167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/6364291587927992167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-parenting-rachel-ray-show.html' title='On parenting-RACHEL RAY SHOW'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4397371142955680095</id><published>2010-04-07T15:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:46:44.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Bikes AND THE RACHEL RAY SHOW</title><content type='html'>Riding Bikes to school is absolutely Amazing !!! We can not do it all year round because of the weather but now that it is Spring, it is just the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lined up on the sidewalk infront of our house are 5 bikes and one double bike. I ride the&lt;br /&gt;four year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have ONE ROUTE that we take, every day. We do not alter from this route at all. I like this because the older children can ride a bit ahead, but we know where they are !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no fussing in the car, we are not starting the morning squeezed in together into a cab. I am not stuck looking for another cab to get home !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Mommy Wommy and her six year old tommorow on the RACHEL RAY SHOW&lt;br /&gt;in the morning on a segment on Bikes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4397371142955680095?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4397371142955680095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4397371142955680095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4397371142955680095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4397371142955680095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-bikes-and-rachel-ray-show.html' title='On Bikes AND THE RACHEL RAY SHOW'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7191122202646528921</id><published>2010-04-07T09:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:27:47.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on dinner'/><title type='text'>On Constipation</title><content type='html'>Who do all my friends want me to write on constipation? Is the word just so funny that&lt;br /&gt;They want to say it often, does it make us so uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;Children have constipation, is it constantly around raising six children at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN MOMS, it goes away as the children grow and their diets and needs are becoming more balanced. My thirteen Year old has Fruit Loops and Fiber Bran Cereal almost every night with a glass of milk.&lt;br /&gt;Because I do too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe diets are copies and presented to our children, we can not complain about this.&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s so easy to just order chicken nuggets and French fries when you are out, or make the favorites there will be NO COMPLAINTS about when you are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiber in the diet….and you in the diet teaching the children about how to take care of their bodies and help themselves go to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four year old that still drinks endless bottles of milk, REGULAR MILK he said, not parmalat! (That’s because I can’t keep enough in the house ever!) Do you think he is not constipated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the counter in my kitchen, is the FIBER CHOICE chewable tablets that taste like sweat tarts and are sold are DUANE READE, safe for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they know they have control over their bodies, they will understand this decision and make good choices understanding the control over their bodies that they have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7191122202646528921?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7191122202646528921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7191122202646528921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7191122202646528921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7191122202646528921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-constipation.html' title='On Constipation'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7405072545302517497</id><published>2010-04-06T07:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:18:07.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>What Dreams are made of</title><content type='html'>Just the other day, when four of my children were on their computers for four hours straight and the two younger ones were glued to the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing?&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What should we be doing? "They Said !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them the stories of me and their father, when we were young,what we used to do. I explained to them that when they win a game, reach a certain level, its ok to stop. Its ok to&lt;br /&gt;enjoy their victory and let there be room for another activity to ENTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you roam around a room with endless activities to create you create them. But you&lt;br /&gt;dont get the chance if you are infront of a screen ! You cant see !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also explained that unless they can better manage their computer,screen, video game usage I will have to manage it for them with a sign in chart and sign out chart ! I further told them I really dont want to do this. I dont want to be in that position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE NEXT MORNING.....&lt;/em&gt; had to be what dreams are made of;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most beautiful day, and as I rode my double bike, with the 4 year old and his helmut on the back peddling, my six year old on her shiny training wheels, and the four older boys&lt;br /&gt;infront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They recruited other kids from the park, and some friends showed up to meet up and we spend the day with ice-cream, making bird nests and playing football on a great field !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure to NOT MENTION anything about the computers, but to tell them how wonderful they were for everything they were doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I forgot how amazing you ride your bike"&lt;br /&gt;"I trust you so much in the city the way you stop infront of the curb"&lt;br /&gt;"You are going to be an amazing adult able to get people involved in what you are doing ."&lt;br /&gt;"You always do much a great job getting drinks for everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a supermom today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7405072545302517497?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7405072545302517497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7405072545302517497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7405072545302517497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7405072545302517497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-dreams-are-made-of.html' title='What Dreams are made of'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2722474708410032981</id><published>2010-04-05T08:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:50:57.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>Getting Back Home</title><content type='html'>Returning from a Vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know I have six children to get settled back into their routines, I do not&lt;br /&gt;focus on this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This will happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel if I focus on what will happen, I spend the time focusing&lt;br /&gt;on WHAT WILL EVENTUALLY HAPPEN and miss out on the time I could spend on making&lt;br /&gt;OTHER things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that make me feel excited. Make me feel good, Make me feel whole, Make me feel organized enough so the simple" getting the kids back into their routines," the details ALL THAT just &lt;em&gt;ge&lt;/em&gt;l into place........and instead I have room to SEE my children, LOVE my children and BE with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just are NOT going to miss the first day back at school, you are not going to forget lunch or&lt;br /&gt;their after school sport. it just is not going to happen. Will you forget non-uniform day, maybe&lt;br /&gt;but thats ok......gives you the opportunity to give that job to your child if they care enough.&lt;br /&gt;Calender and all marked and maybe showing the First Day of Summer Rolling around.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a day at my desk, organizing the new Fall Schedule, but while I am at that same desk&lt;br /&gt;at that same time I am emailing groups of friends of mine scheduling couples dinners, girl dinner parties (that start at 6pm and end at 9pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband asks if I am planning a spring party, a game night and I ponder how to include everyone who is reading my blog! Because my intention is to share happiness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a day making lists of air conditioner companies to change filters, a bathroom broken faucet to repair......but once these lists are done, they are done. Once they are down they will get done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will start riding bikes to school this week. How wonderful to see all six children together&lt;br /&gt;training wheels, bike seats, baskets....all riding in the rise of the daylight to their schools, I am beside them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I am organizing, I am happy. Seeing the faces all my friends who play tennis who&lt;br /&gt;are going to start to play tennis with me outside on top of a hospital in Harlem ! I see myself riding my bike to this Tennis center, through the second avenue subway construction, with my ipod on and headphones blarring......"Put your hands up, singin this song.....from my sons ipod&lt;br /&gt;and there is nothing but joy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the way you are returning from vacation ......and enjoy these thoughts !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2722474708410032981?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2722474708410032981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2722474708410032981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2722474708410032981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2722474708410032981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-back-home.html' title='Getting Back Home'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7848364282717227313</id><published>2010-04-04T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T07:48:00.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on camps'/><title type='text'>on SLEEP AWAY CAMPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Raising Six Children in New York City I take advantage of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the opportunities I have to show my children the summer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;outside the City, but in AMERICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a family vacation in Georgia, USA our oldest son was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed to a sleep away camp for the first time in Arkansas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We just completed all the paperwork for him to return for the third year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the same camp for another two week session in the Arkansas Mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twelve year old goes to camp for two weeks in North Carolina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My ten year old and eight year old attend camp in Georgia while we stay on property with my six year old and four year old doing family camp activities together ! Tennis, Starter Golf, Swimming, Sailing, Cookie Cutter classes, Ediquette for kids, childrens dances, squash, horsebackriding, watermellon shooting, shelling, biking, and boogie boarding ! All very southern activities !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Many people ask me about camps and I recommend them to look outside the New York Areas for their children to experience something completely different! Also the camps outside New York State are half the price.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Its truly amazing and charming when my children come home singing the anthems from all the southern schools! They meet new friends and enjoy different rituals they might have never experienced. No one knows them and as they are developing their new personalities its  great to let them try out these personalities in a safe CAMP space.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(set to THE PRINCE OF BEL -AIR" theme song:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just Hanging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;told me bout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that she found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I checked it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it wasnt so lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I packed up my stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and got on a plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I started to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some minor back pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with a bit of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and was told by a kid just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when I got off the plane I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said I would hang here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;might !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Written by my son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7848364282717227313?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7848364282717227313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7848364282717227313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7848364282717227313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7848364282717227313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-sleep-away-camps.html' title='on SLEEP AWAY CAMPS'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4187036668526583452</id><published>2010-04-03T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:02:14.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Holidays'/><title type='text'>EGG HUNT</title><content type='html'>We live in a world where our children are exposed to MARKETING of products, holidays, and the latest hotest item. At every checkout counter is something our children can reach and want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising Six Children in New York City, the schools welcome divisity and therefore expose our children to all sorts of holidays that are being celebrated, parents are invited in their classrooms to share traditions. So when marketing of holidays reaches our kids, they already have been exposed to most of the meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we travel, its hard not to notice the latest holiday in the WALMARTS and Targets and all the SuperFood Stores we visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some holidays which children may not celebrate in a religious way, but the marketing and materials that are available make it a fun opportunity to take part in doing something fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When else can you buy hundred of plastic easter eggs that open and egg stuffers for under $20.00 ?&lt;/em&gt; In order to&lt;br /&gt;create either an EASTER EGG HUNT OR A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPRING EGG HUNT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We buy about 200 plastic colored eggs (about 33 per child ) and we put tickets inside the eggs. Some eggs have one ticket and some eggs have 5 tickets. We spread the eggs out in a designated area, Your apartment, the park in the woods, a snow trail everyone can ski along the side of. We were able to puchase 10 giant carrots (they were being sold as carrot baseball bats with green balls for a dollar each). We will use these carrots to designate the square area where the eggs will be hidden outside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For another dollar each I purchased plastic baskets which the younger children are decorating while waiting for the hunt !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its not how many eggs the children find to win the egg hunt, but the total number of tickets inside the eggs, Someone might find 10 eggs with 5 tickets in each, someone else might find 20 eggs with one ticket in each.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something wrapped, which is a small universal gift, food item,a chocolate egg.....we have a giant&lt;br /&gt;bunny this year ! (actually every year )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the plastic eggs have small packaged jelly beans, tootie rolls, and natural fruit snacks and no tickets !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT 90 Million Chocolate Eggs were sold last March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT Peeps have a shelf life of two (2) years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is PLAYFUL. It shows that I care to not just bring them, and drive them, but create something playful........something that, one day, they will create for their children! This is a family tradition for us. No matter where we are, this is what we do. The children know it, and it is part of who they are, where they belong....to a family who does EGG HUNTS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start your traditions today !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4187036668526583452?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4187036668526583452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4187036668526583452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4187036668526583452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4187036668526583452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/03/egg-hunt.html' title='EGG HUNT'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4028596137980907927</id><published>2010-04-01T15:39:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:29:43.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>RESPECT,SETTING BOUNDARIES WITH ELECTRONIC GAME PLAYING</title><content type='html'>The weather changes here as fast as my kids moods. You wonder how you can be a super great parent when the children you are parenting are growing and changing and testing and exploring their limits all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising Successful childen does not happen by accident. Most parenting decisions are made on the spur of the moment and motivated by emotional extremes.Trial and Error Parenting.......CHAOS !!! Reading this blog, a good approach !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Establishing boundaries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A child who is allowed to be disrespectful to his parents will not have true respect for anyone"....Billy Graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think about it Rules to children are like weights to a lifter or distance to a runner. They MUST BE HARD for the kids in order to have utility and build strength . Now that doesn't mean draconian as you have shown its simply that depending on the kids personality even the simplest rules like "brush your teeth" can face constant rebellion"... Family Friend Frank Marcado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Model for your children how to take control of personal boundaries. "I am going to read a book for an hour, need anything before I start?" A good statement to model personal boundaries ! Teach them to model for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see your on your _______(electronic game,computer,gaming system)? What are you playing?( Show interest?) (When will you be off?) Show that there isnt endless hours that can do by. There is a start and a finish !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;REMEMBER to ask your child how they did before that time period is up. Try to know the game they are playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just like I give a 10 minute reminder when we are about to leave the house, I give a SAVE reminder when its the designated time they stated they would stop playing. I remind them STRONGLY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remind them by enpowering them that THEY stated they would be playing for an hour, the hour is almost over and we have been waiting to....... or if there is nothing waiting you can just say that you recognize how nicely they are managing their electronics time and as long as they continue to set their own successful boundaries, you certainly wont have to do it for them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be a supermom and continue by adding you appreciate how this is going to be a trait that you see them being very successful as adults, managing their time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our house, there is an 8pm rule. no electronics before 8am or after 8pm. This rule is fought nightly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are on vacation"&lt;br /&gt;"I have been out all day and havent played at all"&lt;br /&gt;"Let me show you something....I want to share with you somethin funny on utube!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are wooed every which way to alter this rule, but we DO NOT ! I have even chosen to be off the computer after 8pm (until they are alseep) in order to model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that as the children get older and want to be viewed as THEIR OWN individuals we break down the relationship by announcing IM THE PARENT. Thats why I can be on the computer after 8pm. Doesnt work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, this approach may work with your 4 and 5 and 8 year old, but it does not build relationships that you want to move forward in with your older children !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether your kids have their own computers, gameboys, playstations, or you are getting ready to enter that arena, Setting Boundaries, Having respect for them, and allowing them to manage their time are all important lessons that can be learned here !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4028596137980907927?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4028596137980907927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4028596137980907927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4028596137980907927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4028596137980907927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/respectsetting-boundaries-with.html' title='RESPECT,SETTING BOUNDARIES WITH ELECTRONIC GAME PLAYING'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-4602499750753588747</id><published>2010-04-01T09:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:27:28.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on Choices'/><title type='text'>on Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"We are both burdened and blessed by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the great responsibility of free will--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the power of choice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our future is determined, in large part,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the choices we make now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cannot always control our circumstances,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we can and do choose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our response to whatever arises.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reclaiming the power of choice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we find the courage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to live fully in the world"                   Dan Millman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to make choices on parenting based upon our childs individual needs.&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason I read so many parenting books is because I have so many children. There is not one right way, though as you read so many books you notice there are a few very important ingredients that lead to successful children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A healthy Home, a haven with rules and conscequences&lt;br /&gt;  that are clear and understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unconditional Love....."No matter what you do, I will love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Special Time....I will spend time with you, alone, and I will listen&lt;br /&gt;to what you say. I will ask questions and bring your responses up&lt;br /&gt;at a later time to let you know I have heard you, I care about who you&lt;br /&gt;are and what you are saying !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make good chocies today !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-4602499750753588747?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4602499750753588747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=4602499750753588747&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4602499750753588747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/4602499750753588747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-choices.html' title='on Choices'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-75572029895405191</id><published>2010-03-31T09:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:21:07.615-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting books'/><title type='text'>on Parenting</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite parenting books is by Joanne Deak called "GIRLS WILL BE GIRLS" Raising Confident and Courageous Daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this may be a book written for and about Girls but having only ONE girl I find the material is quite universal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the highlights I would like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The  DO's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-LOVE WITH NO STRINGS ATTACHED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this is sending the message we all send all the time, I love you.....however making sure it is not attached to an action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-ALLOW AND ACCEPT A RANGE OF BEHAVIOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;DONT SEE YOUR CHILD AS AN EXTENTION OF YOU, OR AS A POSSESSION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-DONT SET THE MOTIVATION TRAP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using your connection with a child or-your love-to premeditatedly  reinforce pleasing behavior can be insidious in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO, THEREFORE I AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * CONFIDENT&lt;br /&gt;    *COMPETENT&lt;br /&gt;    *CONNECTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are three very important points you want your children to feel but how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHLETIC DOING, strong bodies , strong minds.......CREATIVE DOING.....mind over Matters...CONNECTED DOING...The feeling of power and contricution and Partnership. Other than Self experiences....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   *ENGAGING IN THE WORLD AT LARGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this book and enjoy your day of parenting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-75572029895405191?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/75572029895405191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=75572029895405191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/75572029895405191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/75572029895405191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-parenting_31.html' title='on Parenting'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-2997751131143452452</id><published>2010-03-30T10:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:12:51.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on being a SUPERMOM'/><title type='text'>On being a SUPERMOM</title><content type='html'>Raising Six children in truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I walk into the one room all six are sleeping and I touch their foreheads&lt;br /&gt;with my lips and offer a blessing, a wish, a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step outside and the sun greets me as it penetrates its heat and light&lt;br /&gt;straight into my heart......and I glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so filled up with lov that I can glow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-knowing that my husband will be in my arms any day now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-knowing the joy I am going to feel skiing down the mountain with five&lt;br /&gt;of my children, all crossing across the same path, all at different stages,&lt;br /&gt;all will reach the chair lift......and ill ride up with them.....and we will do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-knowing at the end of the day I will be exhausted and not feeling as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is How to be a Supermom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfer the incredible feelings, find the incredible feelings and practice every day,&lt;br /&gt;practice making them last !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what your children will feell. This is when you are in your best place to be&lt;br /&gt;an influence....because one day that is all you can be !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk outside, take a deep breath, take a Grand Stretch.....and have a wonderful day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-2997751131143452452?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2997751131143452452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=2997751131143452452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2997751131143452452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/2997751131143452452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-being-supermom.html' title='On being a SUPERMOM'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-47982649482952268</id><published>2010-03-29T09:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:22:04.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on parenting'/><title type='text'>On Brushing Teeth</title><content type='html'>Raising Six Children and ensuring that Six children are brushing their teeth every morning and every night. As we are dealing with all age groups here, there are different tactics that we use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 and 6 and 8 year old are still motivated by the gold star chart which is behind the bathroom door. The biggest motivater here is the TRUST factor as I allow the children to manage this chart themselves! There is always a prize and it usually is coordinated with the every 6 month dentist visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10, 12 and 13 year old require a bit more nugging and motivation. For the most part they want to brush their teeth but when you remind them it is not the best time or they dont particularly like to be TOLD at that moment what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that NEW TOOTHBRUSHES is  a great motivator.&lt;br /&gt;You know what it is like when you get something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our house we slurge on New Toothbrushes Quite often in order to keep the issue alive.&lt;br /&gt;I love the toothbrush covers which we use SHARPIES to mark childrens names on. We use colors of the covers as a standard colors belonging to certain children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children have more than one toothbrush. Another good trick as besides for the toothbrushes we have in their bathrooms we also have another set in the kitchen bathroom which is close to the front door as a reminder before we leave for school for anyone who forgot the morning brush !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a last resort when a child is just not brushing their teeth we use a RED PEN and mark their point charts with the dollar amount that a cavity filling costs and we let them know that they should not use this money on their point charts that equals the RED PEN DOLLAR AMOUNT so they can understand that they are responsible for avoiding this cost......in the long run as great parents that you are you want your kids to have great teeth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-47982649482952268?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/47982649482952268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=47982649482952268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/47982649482952268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/47982649482952268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-brushing-teeth.html' title='On Brushing Teeth'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5128167276290223702.post-7933845073198469783</id><published>2010-03-28T13:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:25:43.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on travel'/><title type='text'>On Travel</title><content type='html'>SPRING BREAK SKIING COLORADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachelors Gulch Mountain is the first choice for the entire package.&lt;br /&gt;A base mountain hotel, not exclusive to people staying on the mountain&lt;br /&gt;and once the lift closes at 4:30pm the only way out is a shuttle. The base hotel is the pricey Ritz Carlton which is well worth its cost however for a family of six children even the Ritz residences are just too small to warrant their nightly cost of getting two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you head up the Mountain their are condo residences, some are as big as attached houses, and arethey rentable as GROUND FLOOR ski into the living room and ski out to the base mountain lift / the deck of the Ritz&lt;br /&gt;Carlton. (Upper units are extremely reasonable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you stay at these units you are welcomed to the Ritz Carlton facilities. Which includes smores every night, music and fire pit&lt;br /&gt;fabulous restaurants and a starting place for most tours and&lt;br /&gt;restaurant KAT departures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW CLOUD is right next door and heading up the mountain you have&lt;br /&gt;BUCKHORN&lt;br /&gt;TALL TIMBER&lt;br /&gt;HEMMINGBIRD&lt;br /&gt;BEAR PAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the SKI PASSES. You must purchase your ski passes on the internet through EPIC PASS in advance. This is much cheaper as the rate here is higher at the mountain. Costing $56.00 per day for a childs lift ticket, $25.00 per day if they are in ski camp. This tickets lets you ski ALL MOUNTAINS in this area and offers many other services:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Complete shuttle service between all mountains and all places you are staying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*COOKIE TIME at the end of Beaver Creek Mountain 3:00pm daily.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Amazing places on the montains to eat "CABINS" from tableclothes to getting handed the hamburger meat cook your own burger on top of the mountain on massive grills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Red information Jacket skiiers who are all over the mountain and seem to be there anytime I fall !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A trick to know is you can buy a friend ski with you pass for $46.00 a day and you are allowed six days on everyones one full price pass. This works better for families staying less than 6 days.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then there is BEAVER CREEK MOUNTAIN. This is the mainstream center of this entire area and the energy is amazing. Ski school programs from the 3 year olds to the teens are lined up waiting to get in ! Because its fun, the instructors are amazing and the gold mines and candy searches and tee pee parks to ski through are just fun for the kids!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Park Hyatt seems to be the deck of this area offering luxury at the base of the Mountain....and a scene! If you are staying in this area one way or the other you will spend a great deal of time at the base of this mountain. On the lower level where the ice skating rink are and many choices of shops and restaurants . Ice Caves, Reindeer, Concerts....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Osprey is just off to the opposite end, where you are actually at the base of the Strawberry lift, which crosses you over to Bachelors Gulch Montain.....and Arrowhead. Both these options are completely ski in and ski out to the SKI VALET.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arrowhead base mountain is completely low key, and with its self service restaurant and red awnings, its a welcoming place to stop for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the Block is Vail Mountain, and Adventure Ridge, Lionshead at Eagle Basin Gondola. Here is am amazing collection of childrens activities. You take the Gondola up after 2:30pm for free and park for free too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Young Discovery Center with Tues and Sat Presentations&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Snowmobiles (my four year old rode his own around a track) *Ski bikes (ages twelve and up, Blue Skiier level) *Bungee Jumping on a Trampoline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Tubing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the area there is also Ballooning, Dog Sledding, Sleigh Rides, Hot Springs to soak in,Music inside an ice cave, Family off Ski Challenges.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sun is shining and Colorado in March in just an amazing place to visit. Raising Six Children in New York City.....we are grateful for the opportunity to be here with our family, safe and skiing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5128167276290223702-7933845073198469783?l=raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7933845073198469783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5128167276290223702&amp;postID=7933845073198469783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7933845073198469783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5128167276290223702/posts/default/7933845073198469783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingsixchildreninnewyorkcity.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-travel_28.html' title='On Travel'/><author><name>MOMMY WOMMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10585968070288503389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
