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Going Green Valentine Holders

Going Green Valentine Holders

 I was encouraged by Destri over at the Mother Huddle to do a Valentine version of these “Going Green Gift Card Holders.”  I thought it was a great idea and eventually got around to it!
*I made a homemade template.  I hope the measurements are helpful.

*Trace the template onto the inside of a grocery sack.

*Fold in all 4 sides.

*Punch holes with hole punch.

*Fill it with a lil’ somethin’ somethin’

*Add ribbon and decorate however you desire.

{could make holes bigger and use a pixie stix treat}
A little valentine love note can be placed inside, or a gift card -I personally would take coffee shop gift card over fresh flowers, any day!  I plan on making some for my kids and husband. I’ll let you in on a little secret…ready?
I didn’t make my girls classroom valentines homemade…shhh!
I by no means have enough patience to make 3 classrooms, 21ish kids each, all homemade valentines.  I’ve seen some of you do it, and I am amazed, but it’s not for me. I got our classroom valentines from Target on special 2/1!  Ya know, the boxed ones that come with a treat and envelope? Easy.Yay.
I DO have enough time and patience to make them for my girls and husband.
 My kids will have little love notes and candy on theirs, my husband…hmmm…can you handle another secret?  Like, a Victoria’s Secret? shhh…
 His will contain a gift card to Victoria’s Secret, for me to use, of course!  Quite brilliant in my book. A gift for him that allows me to go out and shop (alone without the kids, yippee!) and in the end make us both happy..I hope!:)  (my parents and grandparents are all closing their eyes and shaking their heads right now..hee hee)

Gotta Love Valentines Day!

FAMILY/ HOME/ Parenting/ Simplifying

Grocery Shopping With Kids- Tips

My girls are age 10, 9, and 6.  Grocery shopping is pretty much a breeze now, but back in the day when they were younger…oh boy, do I have some memories!  Most of them have to do with my youngest.  We call her our strong girl, which now is a very positive thing, but not so much when she was three and her strength was her will!  Let’s just say I was very humbled quite a few times in a grocery store with her.  VERY humbled.  As in —I want to disappear and crawl in a hole, everyone is looking and eyes are rolling at my apparent lack of parenting skills—humbled.

For example, we were in the produce section and she decided she wanted an apple, RIGHT NOW.  She would not budge from the produce section, and when I went to carry her out, she ran to the railing, (ya know-the one that holds all those slanting, perfect rows of apples?) and wrapped her chubby fingers around that railing with a look of defiance that honestly scared me.  Then, one of those chubby little knuckles bumped the slanting, perfect row of apples, and it was like dominoes.  Hit one, and all the others come tumbling down.  After the avalanche of apples stopped, there was my little strong girl, still clenching the railing with all her might, amused by the sea of apples surrounding her feet. That memory still makes me close my eyes and take a moment.

 

Or how about the one where my middle girl had a hard time listening to her mother, which in turn created a memory that brings red to her cheeks, and to this day, makes my tongue hurt.

 

I had asked her twice to keep her hands off the shopping cart.  It was one of those carts that rolled away with just the slightest nudge.  We were in a store that was small and crowded, that had stacked boxes of wine,  with a few bottles at the top, at the end of several aisles–what were they thinking? So…

 

Daughter touched the cart, again.

Cart rolled forward with ease.

Cart hits wine bottles.

Wine bottles hit the ground.

Sound of glass– lots of glass– breaking.

Red wine spilling and puddling, oozing down the aisle like a crime had been committed.

Exchanged look of horror between mother and daughter.

Mother biting tongue hard, creating an oozing of her own.

Mother trying to figure out how to talk her way out of paying for 20 bottles of wine. (ok, 5)

Over the years I have learned some survival skills 
when it comes to the grocery store so I will share.

#1. Visit the bathroom BEFORE you start shopping.  Especially if you are in one of those superstores.  It never failed, before I implemented this rule, we would always be in the very back of the superstore when a bathroom request was made.

 

#2. This one goes along with #1.  When you announce that you are all visiting the bathroom before shopping, you will get the inevitable “but mom, I don’t have to go.”  When you hear this, pull out the “Sit and Count to 10 rule.”  I love this one!  We use it all the time, before trips to the park, before longer drives, at the mall… they must sit on the toilet, count to 10 and see what happens.  There is always a chuckle when the one who was stubborn about “not having to go” ends up “going.”  Mom’s…this “count to 10” rule will change your lives!

 

#3. Hand over your shopping list and a pen.  This is great for older kids.  Let them be the one to check the items off the list.

 

#4 While the older child is checking off items, allow the younger one to get the item from the shelf and put it in the basket.

 

#5 Now that the 2 older one are busy, if you have a third child, make them the ‘arranger.’ They get to sit in the basket and arrange the items to fit nicely, like a puzzle.  Remind them to put “squish-ibles” in a safe place.

 

#6. Give kids a pen and a copy of your list.  Let them write the aisle number beside each item as you find  them.  Keep the list for the next time you make out your grocery list. arrange items on the list according to aisle number.  This works well if you go to the same grocery store each week.  OR, just give them a random list of items and make it a game, as they find the items they mark them off.

 

#7. If you only have one with you, give ’em a ride.  While your hands are positioned on the handle, let you child slip between your arms, hold on to the handle and stand on bar.  It it great for those who are too old to ride in the cart, but still have little legs that get tired.  I love this because it turns into hugs and snuggles while pushing, plus its a great arm workout with that extra weight to push!

 

#8. Bring an ipod with earphones, let them listen to book on ipod or children’s music.  If you have one with internet access, check out Hulu and let them watch a movie or kid’s show.

 

#9 If you have a younger one riding in the front of the cart and they are super bored, find an aisle that has children’s books and grab one for them to read.  I did this many times, of course they had to be old enough not to drool, tear or bite on the book.

 

#10 Pocketful of snacks.

 

#11 No “can I have’s?”

 

#12 No “mom, look at this!  mom, look at this!!” in every aisle.  From one mouth–bearable.  From 3 mouths? Makes me want to find the marshmallow section, steal a bag, and encourage the girls to play “chubby bunny” so their mouths would be too busy to talk:)

 

#13 When things get out of control and warnings are not working, I have gone straight to our “no talking” rule.  Sounds over the top, but if words have not been nice, there should not be any words! There are times where mom just needs to think, compare prices and have a little moments peace.  Sometimes I use this rule when I am paying.  It is rude for children to interrupt adults, so when I am talking with the cashier, quiet is good.  We have not had to do this in awhile, hold on while I have a proud moment…

 

#12 When walking out of the store pushing a cart full of groceries, both hands are tied up on the cart, which leaves no hands to hold little hands to cross the parking lot.  This is when we apply the “Hold The Cart” rule.  I like seeing little hands on either side of the cart, in front of me, so I can see they are safe and sound.

 

Got any other tips?  Would love to hear them..

This post is linked to
Works For Me Wednesday @ We Are That Family

 

 

Love/ Spiritual

Yesterday, Today, Forever-He Never Changes

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change and though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea; though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains quake at its swelling pride. Selah. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah. 
Psalm 46:1-3,7



“These things I have spoken to you, so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
‘Do not fear, for I am with you; do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’ Isaiah 41:10
For God did not give us a spirit of timidity (of cowardice, of craven and cringing and fawning fear), but [He has given us a spirit] of power and of love and of calm and well-balanced mind and discipline and self-control. 2 Tim 1:7 (AMP)
I have set the Lord continually before me; because He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Psalm 16:8 (AMP)
He only is my Rock and my Salvation; He is my Defense and my Fortress, I shall not be moved. Psalm 62:6 (AMP)
Casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully. 1 Peter 5:7 (AMP)
The Lord is good, a Strength and Stronghold in the day of trouble; He knows (recognizes, has knowledge of, and understands) those who take refuge and trust in Him. Nahum 1:7 (AMP)
“The steadfast of mind You will keep in perfect peace, Because he trusts in You.Isaiah 26:3

Love/ Spiritual

Clanging Cymbals and Missing Mittens

{From I Corinthians 1}
“If I speak…and do not have love, I have become a noisy gong or clanging cymbal”

To speak without love is like a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
Harsh.  Off-putting.
With a gong, the initial sound is so harsh that the beauty of the echo or the sound of it fading away is hard to focus on.  I think it is the same with our words.  If they are not wrapped in love, the sound of them are harsh and hard to hear, useless and pointless.
Even if they are words of truth, people will not be able to hear the beauty of the ‘echo’ because they have been so jarred by the initial tone.
So…
My words must be in love to be heard.
My words without love are jarring, disconcerting, irritating, unheard.
I want those around me to associate my words with truth, beauty, love and gentleness.
I DON’T WANT TO BE A GONG!
I want to speak truth in love, gently.
This morning my words were a clanging cymbal, in the car of all places.  My poor girls, stuck in a car with their mommy clangin’!  Hitting my gong over–of all things–missing mittens.
Ok, moms, I know you are with me.  Is there anything more maddening than missing mittens??
The pocket method has been working well for us, until lately.  It seems to work when we have consistent freezing weather, because we use them all the time, but the minute it is a bit less freezing, all of the sudden our mittens disappear!  We even have a very accessible mitten drawer this year, that contained (notice past tense), extra pairs of gloves and mittens.  Now it is a drawer of single mittens with missing matches.  How does that happen?
After dropping my mitten-less girls off at school, I came home and found my youngest girls mittens in her coat pockets, right where they should be; she just chose to wear a different coat. (hanging head)  I will sit them down today after school, share this verse with them, admit I gonged, and ask for forgiveness.  Then we will discuss how to be more responsible with our mittens.  This time they may hear me, since I won’t be using these:

Then I’m going to search amazon for a mini version of the top picture.  Wouldn’t that be a great visual reminder of how irritating loveless words are?  Maybe I could even go beat on it to interrupt the trio of loveless sister words that happen from time to time around here…:)
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