Listen to a story about Raggedy Ann falling into a chicken yard at an important time. Read for you by a fellow local child during the social distancing of COVID-19.
From Raggedy Ann Stories by Johnny Gruelle
Listen to a story about Raggedy Ann falling into a chicken yard at an important time. Read for you by a fellow local child during the social distancing of COVID-19.
From Raggedy Ann Stories by Johnny Gruelle
Listen to the classic story of a bear who finds a friend and a home.
Corduroy by Don Freeman, read for you by a fellow local child during the social distancing time of COVID-19. đ
TIPS FOR A WORN-OUT MOM
1. Lower your standards for cleanliness and order.
2. Did that? Lower them even more.
3. Your house will never look like a magazine spread, period. Embrace that.
4. No matter how many baskets you buy to contain toys, they will always be visible. Embrace the Toys âR Us/ frat house-chic decor.
5. You can never have too many Popsicle in the freezer. How many bad moods have been fixed by a simple Popsicle?
6. If you canât change them, change your perspective. For example I read recently â probably on Satanâs website Pinterest â that toothpaste is great for cleaning things like faucets. So now when I go into the bathroom every day and see toothpaste splatter all over the bathroom faucet I think about how my children have done half the chore of cleaning for me. How considerate of them! Then I wipe it off while cursing.
7. Those chores that no one ever wants to do. Decide if you would rather do it yourself, badger your child to it, or let it go. If you are confused about what to do, see Number 1 on this list.
8. No one cares what is stuffed under your childâs bed, why should you. Unless it is old food. In that case, you should get a dog.
9. If you have boys, your bathroom will always faintly stink like pee. Invest in some Febreeze and count down the days until they move out and you can go visit them and pee on their bathroom floor.
10. Donât buy white furniture. Unless you enjoy screaming at your children every time they go near it.
11. However bad a situation might seem, one day it will be funny. I have a few for which I am eagerly awaiting for the funny to kick in. Any time nowâŚ.
12. When your child is a young teen there will be nothing more embarrassing than your very existence. Use this to your advantage. Start planning early.
13. Do not paint any walls in your house with flat paint.
14. Be okay with letting your kids stumble sometimes. Whether that is turning in an assignment late because they didnât do it or wearing an outfit so hideous you have trouble looking at them without laughing.
15. Noise cancelling headphones are great for blocking out whining, bickering and the endless episodes of Sponge Bob.
16. Socks do not have to match. Every day is Crazy Sock Day at my house, which is infinitely better than Crazy Mom Day.
17. The crayons will break and it is okay to throw them away rather then save them to make some sort of craft that involves the hair dryer. In fact, I give you permission to not feel guilty about all the crafts you know you will never do.
18. Your children will not die from eating the occasional hot dog or frozen pizza. And by occasional I mean more than you are really willing to admit.
19. If your children are driving you crazy arguing with each other, start an argument with them. Then your children will bond over their mutual hatred of you and be quiet.
20. Children do not appreciate top sheets or high thread counts. Buy neither.
21. Homework time is the worst time of the day. Help your kids and yourself by having a designated time and a quiet place to do homework. Preferably in a neighborâs home.
22. Just say No to ironing.
23. Last, but not least, some chocolate and some really bad TV makes everything seem a little better.
âSarah Dosher
How do you keep your child safe online? What are appropriate guidelines for parents and kids for cell phone use? Can kids use social media and not get hurt? How do you protect your child from cyberbullies?
The City of Bellingham hosted and recorded a fantastic presentation by a local professor about these questions. If you haven’t yet seen him present this sobering, informative, and practical program at a PTA meeting or parent education night, lucky you – you can watch it online here:
Please share this information with your friends and school community. Â By working together, we can all help keep kids safer in their use of technology.
How do good parents miss child sexual abuse?
It is simple.
By not asking the right questions.
One day my son went to a classmateâs home for a Halloween costume party. When I picked him up a few hours later I could tell by the ear to ear grin on his face that he had a great time.
As we were about to leave, I was standing at the door with his little friendâs father and grandmother.
Both adults were giving me a great report about my sonâs behavior. I was a relieved parent. Thank goodness. No issues.
No worries.
I quickly scooted my happy kid in the car and drove home.
But as I drove us home, I felt uneasy. Something was off.
Then it hit me.
I swerved into the next parking lot. No signal. I got a well-deserved honk from the driver behind me.
But I was distracted. I had been here before. Except I was the child then.
Back in the day I could recall that when I was a little girl being abused by a teen relative, my mother would innocently ask me a few questions as we left a relativeâs home.
âDid you behave?â
âDid you listen?â
âWere you a good girl?â
What mom didnât know is that the teen who was living there had threatened me before she had even arrived. Sometimes heâd even be standing behind her balling up his fists or giving me mean looks.
Asking me those questions, especially in front of a person who was using me for sexual experimentation reinforced in my young mind that I was supposed to do whatever I was told by the person who was watching me while she was gone.
Because I had said, âyesâ at the door, I didnât think that I could change my answer later. To do so would mean that I would have to explain why I âliedâ when she asked me earlier.
When parents ask children, whether they were good in front of children and adults, most children feel pressured to say yes.
So in that parking lot I turned around and looked at my son in his eyes.
I started all over again.
I asked the correct questions.
Perhaps you may want to consider asking these questions the next time that your child is in someone elseâs care.
How did you spend your time?
What was your favorite part of the party?
What was the least favorite part?
Did you feel safe?
Was there anything else that you wanted to share?
Try to remember to make these questions a consistent habit.
It might be helpful to remind your children that they can always add details about what occurred while they were away from you.
My mistake that day was a common one for parents. We think that as long as we ask any question we are on top of things.
The truth is, parents must always question, at the right time, under the right circumstances.
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The article above is by Tonya GJ Prince, originally published in 2015 and updated slightly in 2016 to clarify (her updated text appears above in this post).  See her updated article here on WeSurviveAbuse.com.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while Iâm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside Iâm thinking, âCanât you see Iâm on the phone?â
Obviously not; no one can see if Iâm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. Iâm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this??Â
Some days Iâm not a pair of hands; Iâm not even a human being. Iâm a clock to ask, âWhat time is it?â Iâm a satellite guide to answer, âWhat number is the Disney Channel?â Iâm a car to order, âRight around 5:30, please.â
Some days Iâm a crystal ball; âWhereâs my other sock? Whereâs my phone?, Whatâs for dinner?â
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history, music and literature -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. Sheâs going, sheâs going, and sheâs gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . She had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when she turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, âI brought you this.â It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasnât exactly sure why sheâd given it to me until I read her inscription: âWith admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.â
In the days ahead I would read â no, devour â the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: 1) No one can say who built the great cathedrals â we have no record of their names. 2) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. 3) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. 4) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.Â
A story of legend in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, âWhy are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof, No one will ever see it And the workman replied, âBecause God sees.âÂ
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was Almost as if I heard God whispering to me, âI see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.
No act of kindness youâve done, no sequin youâve sewn on, no cupcake youâve baked, no Cub Scout meeting, no last minute errand is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you canât see right now what it will become.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.Â
When I really think about it, I donât want my son to tell the friend heâs bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, âMy Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for 3 hours and presses all the linens for the table.â That would mean Iâd built a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, heâd say, âYouâre gonna love it thereâŚâÂ
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if weâre doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible mothers.
The above was written by: Nicole Johnson
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Correction: Thanks to my wonderful readers, this beautiful essay is now correctly attributed to its author, Â Nicole Johnson, rather than âAnonymousâ which is how I originally found it. Thank you for your feedback!
Note: I originally published this post on May 5, 2013 – the original link was http://whatcomfamilies.com/2013/05/11/the-invisible-mother/
What if someone at school tells your child Santa isn’t real? What do you say? Â What if your child finds the hidden presents (the Santa Claus gifts) and asks you point-blank – how do you respond? What if you have younger children and your older child starts expressing doubt or repeating what a friend said on the playground about Santa – how do you talk about Santa with children of different ages?
I found this explanation quite lovely:
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Yes, Santa Does Really Exist
by Leigh Wear
When children reach the age they begin to view the world with a suspicious eye and are exposed to friends who share everything, parents start to wonder âWhen should we reveal the Santa Claus secret?â It is a terrible dilemma. We desperately want to hold on to those childhood Christmases filled with anticipation of Santaâs delivery, but we know at some point it must come to an end. When my son began asking enough questions that I knew he was trying to put pieces of the puzzle together, it was time to explain. I wanted to be the one who clarified how this huge part of his childhood was not exactly what he was led to believe. I was not going to wait for a classmate to tell him and break his heart.
He was ten years old and it was early November. I wanted to tell him before the holiday excitement really got started. We sat alone on the sofa and I looked into my sonâs innocent dark brown eyes. I told him that we needed to have a talk about Santa Claus. He stared at me with eagerness. I took a deep breath and started the speech I had carefully crafted.
âI bet you have been hearing that there is no such thing as Santa Claus.â
His expression said it all; he was having doubts.
I continued, âWell, the truth is Santa Claus is real, but it is different than what you have thought as a child. Santa Claus is a symbol for generosity and love. It is that simple. When kids arenât old enough to understand symbols or feelings, grown-ups have to explain it to them in a way that lets them see and touch something. Itâs the only way they know it exists. You are old enough now that you can comprehend that something can still be real even if you canât see or touch it. And this means you are old enough to really understand just how real Santa Claus is. Only when children have reached your level can they be told that Santa really isnât a white-bearded man in a red suit with a sled and reindeer. Instead, he isnât someone or something you can see or touch at all; Santa Claus is far more extraordinary. It is a way for people to be loving and generous without getting credit for it. When people do things for others without thinking about themselves, it is Santa Claus.â
My son had not said one word, but looked intrigued. This was a lot of information for a ten year old boy. Now, I had to ensure he would not share our conversation with his younger brother or classmates.
âBut, the grown-up understanding of Santa is a very special secret and only parents can decide when their child is ready to understand that Santa isnât a real man who lives at the North Pole, so it isnât fair for anyone but a parent to tell this special secret. And once you know this special secret, you must help the other parents by (wink) going along with the story so that their kids can have those special moments in their childhood like you did. Only a parent decides when to tell. â
âNow that you are in on the secret and know that Santa Claus is really an idea and not an actual human being, will you help me be Santa Claus this year? I have the name of a boy whose parents donât have enough money to buy him the gifts that he wants and we need to help them. His name is John and he is 5 years old. Will you help me buy his gifts? Will you be part of Santa Claus?â
My son beamed. He was thrilled to be part of an adult secret and even more excited to participate in the act of generosity.
He has remained faithful to his pledge to keep the adult secret. This year I will give my youngest the same explanation. It will be more difficult as it will mean no one will wait excitedly for the tangible Santa at our house. There wonât be milk and cookies left out on Christmas Eve. But, I will find comfort in knowing that my growing sons will always believe in Santa and so shall I.
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Note: This was originally posted here on December 7, 2012. Â Leigh Wear’s piece was online at that time but does not appear to be now, apart from the Wayback Machine’s archive of my 2012 Santa post.
Hi there. This website has been down for over a year and I’ve managed to resuscitate it and will be cobbling content back together and adding new content as and when I can. I’m just one mommy. đ
All are welcome here. As Mr. Rogers said:
“There’s only one in this wonderful world
You are special.”
I miss Mr. Rogers.
Find a way to make someone smile today. Thanks!
The Holiday Port Festival is a free, family-friendly event held December 2nd, 3rd and 4th at the Bellingham Cruise Terminal. This is the portâs signature event for the community and includes:
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Come vote for your favorite gingerbread creation and enjoy local talent. Performance schedule for the 2011 festival:
Bellingham Public Library will host several local musical ensembles this week. Stop by to hear a selection of live music. Performances are free of charge and open to the public. The schedule is as follows:
Taken from BPL’s press release at http://www.bellinghampubliclibrary.org/News/NewsReleases/112811MusicInTheLibrary.aspx