<?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-13420074</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:14:51.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monika's Message</title><subtitle type='html'>Is this thing on?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13420074.post-115301423249117930</id><published>2006-07-15T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:43:52.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, I did it again</title><summary type='text'>I've moved off the wordpress.com site. Follow the link to my new home on the web:books are our friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/115301423249117930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=115301423249117930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/115301423249117930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/115301423249117930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2006/07/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops, I did it again'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-113874428033008280</id><published>2006-01-31T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T16:51:24.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderboy goes to school</title><summary type='text'>I've officially begun home educating my newly 6-year-old boy, Peter. I  think it's Week Two. When you're home all the time, the days get a bit blurred together.  It's going well. He's a curious kid - he always wants to know the why and the how - great for a homeschool mom. But he still has a tendancy to get into tricks, if you know what I mean. He recently climbed up to the ceiling in the hallway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/113874428033008280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=113874428033008280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113874428033008280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113874428033008280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2006/01/spiderboy-goes-to-school.html' title='Spiderboy goes to school'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-113699718810861241</id><published>2006-01-11T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T11:33:08.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No surprise with these results, it's what I did before children</title><summary type='text'> You scored as Journalism. You are an aspiring journalist, and you should major in journalism! Like me, you are passionate about writing and expressing yourself, and you want the world to understand your beliefs through writing.Journalism100%English92%Theater83%Linguistics67%Mathematics50%Philosophy42%Sociology</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/113699718810861241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=113699718810861241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113699718810861241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113699718810861241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-surprise-with-these-results-its.html' title='No surprise with these results, it&apos;s what I did before children'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-113542926102036928</id><published>2005-12-24T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T08:47:11.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic I'm posting this Christmas Eve - teen pregnancy</title><summary type='text'>A young lady very dear to me is pregnant. I'm feeling so many emotions. My heart is breaking for her. Part of me is shocked; never in a million years would I have imagined this would happen to this particular girl. She comes from a strong Christian home and is active in church. And, yes, I'm angry. This is not the first teen in our fellowship to be pregnant. What is going on?!It's the Hollywood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/113542926102036928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=113542926102036928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113542926102036928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113542926102036928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/12/ironic-im-posting-this-christmas-eve.html' title='Ironic I&apos;m posting this Christmas Eve - teen pregnancy'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-113028762840964781</id><published>2005-10-25T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:47:08.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On our first homeschool break this year</title><summary type='text'>Our break from homeschooling has morphed into a computer/blogging break as well, so things may be a little quiet around here for the rest of the week. We finished up last week on a good note and I have a list of things I want to get done, so... enjoy those precious homeschooling moments with your little ones and we'll catch up next week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/113028762840964781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=113028762840964781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113028762840964781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113028762840964781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-our-first-homeschool-break-this.html' title='On our first homeschool break this year'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-113028680877913783</id><published>2005-10-25T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:40:38.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A more realistic list</title><summary type='text'>Once again I turn to Anna Quindlen for a list regarding books. From her book How Reading Changed My Life.The Ten Books I Would Save in a Fire (If I Could Save Only 10)Pride and Prejudice by Jane AustenBleak House by Charles DickensAnna Karenina by Leo TolstoyThe Sound and the Fury by William FaulknerThe Golden Notebook by Doris LessingMiddlemarch by George  EliotSons and Lovers by D. H.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/113028680877913783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=113028680877913783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113028680877913783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/113028680877913783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-realistic-list.html' title='A more realistic list'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112982281769957431</id><published>2005-10-20T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:34:22.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best 100 novels</title><summary type='text'>Let's talk books again, shall we? According to Time magazine , these are the best English novels (from 1923 to the present). The ones in bold type are the ones I've read. Thanks to  Brandwine Books and The Thinklings, The Adventures of Augie MarchSaul Bellow      All the King's MenRobert Penn Warren American PastorialPhilip Roth    An American TragedyTheodore Dreiser    Animal FarmGeorge Orwell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112982281769957431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112982281769957431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112982281769957431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112982281769957431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-100-novels.html' title='Best 100 novels'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112966169862551174</id><published>2005-10-18T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:54:58.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't forget the cubbie</title><summary type='text'>Three-year-old Edmund.  When everyone else stands still, he thinks it's time to run around. The imp.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112966169862551174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112966169862551174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112966169862551174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112966169862551174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/cant-forget-cubbie.html' title='Can&apos;t forget the cubbie'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112963460738659922</id><published>2005-10-18T07:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T07:23:27.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VIP night with Awana</title><summary type='text'>My husband with Susan, 7, and Peter, 5. If you look closely, you will see Susan has three jewels already this year.  She doesn't learn verses, she absorbs them.  Peter just wants to play. Last night, he learned to run away from the ball when playing Dodgeball.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112963460738659922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112963460738659922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112963460738659922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112963460738659922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/vip-night-with-awana.html' title='VIP night with Awana'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112855517473333162</id><published>2005-10-05T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T19:34:42.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian carnival no. 90</title><summary type='text'>It's a Gilligan's Island theme for the carnival this week. Go get stranded with some fine bloggers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112855517473333162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112855517473333162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112855517473333162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112855517473333162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/christian-carnival-no-90.html' title='Christian carnival no. 90'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112847324651028211</id><published>2005-10-04T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:51:39.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Salve" to you from my girl - let the Latin adventures begin</title><summary type='text'>Today Susan, my seven-year-old second grader, began her Prima Latina DVD. I must admit I was a bit apprehensive to begin. I pictured all sorts of weaping and whining due to (shudder, shudder) Latin. But all went well. Actually, more than well - she loved it. Since this is our first attempt at a foreign language, we are easing into it slowly. We listened to the first Latin prayer on the CD several</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112847324651028211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112847324651028211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112847324651028211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112847324651028211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/10/salve-to-you-from-my-girl-let-latin.html' title='&quot;Salve&quot; to you from my girl - let the Latin adventures begin'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112793560885755520</id><published>2005-09-28T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T15:38:10.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of our homeschool: 9-28-05</title><summary type='text'>Susan, 7; Peter, 5; Edmund, 3 and Lucy 5 months. I included all household activites because it is impossible to seperate school and daily life. 7:30 am. Awake. Nurse Lucy.8-ish. Emerge to find Edmund in living room with Pop-tart crumbs on the sofa. Rats. Drink coffee. Check email. Kids play Legos in LR.8:45 Cook muffins. Listen to children play. Listen to Peter tell Edmund to go away. Susan leads</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112793560885755520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112793560885755520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112793560885755520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112793560885755520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-in-life-of-our-homeschool-9-28-05.html' title='A day in the life of our homeschool: 9-28-05'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112743845108780986</id><published>2005-09-22T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:00:05.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the grade</title><summary type='text'>According to conventional wisdom, I have a second grader, kindergartner and preschooler. I don't care much for the labels, but it helps when people ask the question - "What grade are you in?" I think it's important that my children have an answer that non-homeschoolers understand. If Susan answers "I'm in second grade," then the person asking the question has an idea of what she is learning and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112743845108780986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112743845108780986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112743845108780986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112743845108780986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/making-grade.html' title='Making the grade'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112721759190836867</id><published>2005-09-21T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:17:23.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian summer days</title><summary type='text'>Over the weekend, we went camping for the last time this season and it was glorious. (I love that word, it seems close to God.) Indian summer with a brief spot of late afternoon rain. Night still warm enough to sleep on top of the sleeping bag. Day still warm enough for the (heated) swimming pool. We recently acquired a pop-up camper so this was the Maiden Voyage weekend.Our tribe played hard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112721759190836867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112721759190836867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112721759190836867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112721759190836867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/indian-summer-days.html' title='Indian summer days'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112687464807239580</id><published>2005-09-16T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T08:46:16.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody want a three year old?</title><summary type='text'>Why should I be the only one with a soggy diaper being thrown at her head? While I'm spooning breakfast into my mouth.And reading.While sitting at the computer. I think I got most of the cottage cheese out from under the Caps Lock and Shift keys. There is no greater offense than to come between a reader and her text, a writer and the keyboard, a mom and her personal space. Grrrrr.Technorati tag: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112687464807239580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112687464807239580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112687464807239580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112687464807239580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/anybody-want-three-year-old.html' title='Anybody want a three year old?'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112673007830197781</id><published>2005-09-14T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T07:45:36.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised - the improved schedule</title><summary type='text'>Like I said yesterday, I'm changing the schedule/routine around here. One of my favorite homeschooling how-to books is The Well-Trained Mind by Susan Wise Bauer. Homeschool long enough and you are bound to cross paths with it; it's a popluar resource for classical home education. Since I'm a plotter and a schemer, the chapter regarding yearly schedules caught my attention. If you have TWTM on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112673007830197781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112673007830197781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112673007830197781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112673007830197781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-promised-improved-schedule.html' title='As promised - the improved schedule'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112669809941584512</id><published>2005-09-14T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:41:39.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A carnival of homeschoolers</title><summary type='text'>Stumbled upon a homeschool carnival this morning. There is lots to read, so grab a coffee and enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112669809941584512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112669809941584512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112669809941584512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112669809941584512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/carnival-of-homeschoolers.html' title='A carnival of homeschoolers'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112661637248668253</id><published>2005-09-13T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T09:00:56.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of the summer sun</title><summary type='text'>Peter, 5, Edmund, 3, and Lucy, almost 5 months.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112661637248668253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112661637248668253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112661637248668253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112661637248668253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-of-summer-sun.html' title='Last of the summer sun'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112621136423719960</id><published>2005-09-09T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T08:28:45.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My crazy co-op children</title><summary type='text'>We just pull into the parking lot, when baby Lucy decides to... how do I say it?... deposit what sounds like a squishy gift into her Pampers. Now Lucy, almost five months, is totally breastfed, and you moms who nurse know how such tiny babies, even those tiny ones who can't even hold their little bobble heads up yet, can poop with such force. It's passion pooping. It's like a baby bomb explosion.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112621136423719960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112621136423719960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112621136423719960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112621136423719960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-crazy-co-op-children.html' title='My crazy co-op children'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112605744100987516</id><published>2005-09-06T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:51:28.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a homeschooling drug</title><summary type='text'>I thrive on routine. I need it almost like a drug, a drug that keeps me sane on crazy days. The dishes can be piled in the sink, laundry overflowing the baskets and the telephone calling my name, but if it's time to start our second-grade lessons, then we start.The gossip - or crisis - on the other end of the phone line can take a time-out like a naughty toddler. Stick the dirty dishes in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112605744100987516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112605744100987516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112605744100987516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112605744100987516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-on-homeschooling-drug.html' title='I&apos;m on a homeschooling drug'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112561394040211402</id><published>2005-09-01T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T18:37:33.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Susie Q.: destined for the stage</title><summary type='text'>Seven years old and second grade. Next stop, Broadway. I have no idea where she gets it from. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112561394040211402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112561394040211402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112561394040211402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112561394040211402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/susie-q-destined-for-stage.html' title='Susie Q.: destined for the stage'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112557548126059233</id><published>2005-09-01T07:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T07:57:51.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual hurricane</title><summary type='text'>My husband had this Jars of Clay song playing yesterday. In light of Hurricane Katrina, I thought the lyrics were particularly telling:Flood words and music by Jars of ClayRain rain on my faceIt hasn't stopped raining for daysMy world is a floodSlowly I become one with the mudBut if I can't swim after forty daysAnd my mind is crushed by the thrashing wavesLift me up so high that I cannot fallLift</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112557548126059233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112557548126059233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112557548126059233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112557548126059233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/09/spiritual-hurricane.html' title='Spiritual hurricane'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112536490351671626</id><published>2005-08-30T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:52:01.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the influential books</title><summary type='text'>As promised, a bit of backstory regarding my books of three:The Successful Homeschool Family HandbookI've read my share of homeschool how-to books and this is one that I keep coming back to as well as recommending to other homeschooling moms. Doesn't the subtitle sound wonderful? A creative and stress-free approach to homeschooling. I don't know about you, but I'm big on the stress-free part. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112536490351671626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112536490351671626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112536490351671626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112536490351671626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-on-influential-books.html' title='More on the influential books'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112540592781268277</id><published>2005-08-30T08:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T08:48:33.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping photos</title><summary type='text'>Here we are back to nature. This camping trip we were accompanied by my sister-in-law and her family, although the pictures show very little evidence of that. We forgot to do the important group photo. Plus Babycakes is not in any of the pictures. How did that happen?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112540592781268277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112540592781268277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112540592781268277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112540592781268277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/camping-photos.html' title='Camping photos'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112533473431957429</id><published>2005-08-29T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T13:10:54.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three influential books</title><summary type='text'>Rebecca at her blog is asking for the three books that have influenced  your thinking the most. Since I love to talk about books, here is my list of the top three: 1. The Successful Homeschool Family Handbook by Dr. Raymond and Dorothy Moore2. The Shaping of a Christian Family by Elisabeth Elliot3. Heart and Home by Debra EvansThat's off the top of my head for the moment. Tomorrow the list could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112533473431957429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112533473431957429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112533473431957429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112533473431957429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/three-influential-books.html' title='Three influential books'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112480322060423247</id><published>2005-08-23T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:20:20.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a reader! For the homeschool mom with young ones</title><summary type='text'>I had one of those ``Homeschooling is working'' moments while on the Cape last week. Susan, my seven year old and eldest child, comes into the kitchen of our rental house looking for something, pacing back and forth, a look of frustration on her face. My husband and I ask her what she is doing. ``I need to read words, Mommy!'' she announces. Talking with her hands for emphasis. You can see a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112480322060423247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112480322060423247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112480322060423247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112480322060423247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/shes-reader-for-homeschool-mom-with.html' title='She&apos;s a reader! For the homeschool mom with young ones'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112458085808186451</id><published>2005-08-20T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T19:34:18.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><summary type='text'>I've been home for almost two hours and I've finally succumed to turning on the computer. Just shy of 200 emails to wade through. Kind of like wading at Cape Cod but no where near as fun.That's where I've been this past week - Cape Cod - in case you might have missed my daily chit chat. It's like going to visit an old friend up there now. But more about all this later. I need to finish unpacking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112458085808186451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112458085808186451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112458085808186451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112458085808186451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112440523919999944</id><published>2005-08-18T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:47:19.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crab</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112440523919999944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112440523919999944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440523919999944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440523919999944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/crab.html' title='Crab'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112440265591593096</id><published>2005-08-18T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:04:16.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beachbabes</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112440265591593096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112440265591593096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440265591593096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440265591593096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/beachbabes.html' title='Beachbabes'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112440227773806623</id><published>2005-08-18T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:57:58.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beachboy</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112440227773806623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112440227773806623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440227773806623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440227773806623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/beachboy.html' title='Beachboy'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112440213193759126</id><published>2005-08-18T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:55:32.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112440213193759126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112440213193759126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440213193759126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112440213193759126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/beach.html' title='Beach'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112413459896270140</id><published>2005-08-15T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T15:36:39.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Starfish</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112413459896270140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112413459896270140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112413459896270140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112413459896270140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/starfish.html' title='Starfish'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112370551846936972</id><published>2005-08-10T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:36:13.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A reading list</title><summary type='text'>I finished Anna Quindlen's little book How Reading Changed My Life today. It's my second time reading it and I enjoyed it as much as I did the first time. I'd forgotten the booklists she has in the back of the book. This list is my favorite: 10 Books I Just Love to Read, And Always WillMain Street by Sinclair LewisMy Antonia by Willa CatherThe Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112370551846936972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112370551846936972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112370551846936972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112370551846936972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/reading-list.html' title='A reading list'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112361933606315779</id><published>2005-08-09T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:06:32.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I knew her name</title><summary type='text'>I met a Muslim woman today. Actually, we were in the same store together and had the briefest of conversations. I wanted to talk more but life got in the way. Today I decided to take my children to the bookstore for ``book camp'' - a fancy way to advertise storytime. Something to do on a summer day before we went onto other errands. We were early, so we started to look at the books in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112361933606315779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112361933606315779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112361933606315779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112361933606315779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wish-i-knew-her-name.html' title='I wish I knew her name'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112336479591172251</id><published>2005-08-06T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:46:35.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all readers - The Quill Awards</title><summary type='text'>This looks interesting. Make your voice heard by voting for your favorite books. I think you can nominate books too. (I had the three-year-old crawling all over my lap when I was surfing the site, so I didn't get to peruse as much as I wanted to.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112336479591172251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112336479591172251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112336479591172251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112336479591172251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/calling-all-readers-quill-awards.html' title='Calling all readers - The Quill Awards'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112309829612268128</id><published>2005-08-03T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:44:56.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian carnival</title><summary type='text'>I've finally figured out how the Christian Carnival works. I've seen it mentioned on other blogs before but never knew what it was or how it worked. It's a sampling of different Christian blogs with plenty of links for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112309829612268128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112309829612268128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112309829612268128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112309829612268128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/christian-carnival.html' title='Christian carnival'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112301376386125674</id><published>2005-08-02T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:16:03.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the inflexible flyer</title><summary type='text'>It's Day Two of ``Mommy of One'' week and I'm not having any fun. I'm living in the land of Unforeseen Circumstances. Perhaps you have been there before? You make your plans, plot and scheme with lists and ideas - at least that is what I do - and what happens? Husband happens.  A forgetful seven-year-old happens. So I'm spending all my free time driving in the car. I can't paint furniture when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112301376386125674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112301376386125674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112301376386125674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112301376386125674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-inflexible-flyer.html' title='I&apos;m the inflexible flyer'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112290881206669578</id><published>2005-08-01T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:07:21.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS - week two</title><summary type='text'>I'm a mother of one at the moment. The three big kids have Vacation Bible School from 9 am to noon each day, and since I'm not a volunteer, that leaves me with just Babycakes.Oh, what to do? Where to go? Out and about with only one in tow. At home with a baby not yet mobile. As long as I stay off the computer, I can get all sorts of things done...This is gonna be fun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112290881206669578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112290881206669578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112290881206669578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112290881206669578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/08/vbs-week-two.html' title='VBS - week two'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112234030701492668</id><published>2005-07-25T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:11:47.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Timely lessons from vacation bible school</title><summary type='text'>We had another on-the-go day today with the start of this summer's Vacation Bible School. It's a challenge getting to the church by 8:30 a.m. with four little ones; we had to hustle but we did it. I sure am glad we don't have to do this everyday. One week is enough for me to be punctual that early in the morning.I think this is the hardest part of having four young children. Orchestrating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112234030701492668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112234030701492668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112234030701492668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112234030701492668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/timely-lessons-from-vacation-bible.html' title='Timely lessons from vacation bible school'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112189296154781960</id><published>2005-07-20T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T16:56:01.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the children gone?</title><summary type='text'>It's a beautiful summer day. My children spent the morning running through the sprinkler, blowing bubbles and playing with a toad in our sandbox. Yesterday after dinner they played with the garden hose and a couple of Matchbox cars. It's great to see them play in the yard getting dirty, being little kids.It seems to me my children are in the minority because I never see other kids playing outside</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112189296154781960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112189296154781960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112189296154781960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112189296154781960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-have-all-children-gone.html' title='Where have all the children gone?'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112172019265560043</id><published>2005-07-18T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T16:59:48.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymn: It is Well With My Soul</title><summary type='text'>This is one of my favorites. We sang it yesterday. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,When sorrows like sea billows roll;Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,It is well, it is well, with my soul.RefrainIt is well, with my soul,It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,Let this blest assurance control,That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112172019265560043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112172019265560043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112172019265560043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112172019265560043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/hymn-it-is-well-with-my-soul.html' title='Hymn: It is Well With My Soul'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13420074.post-112151837677690919</id><published>2005-07-16T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:50:24.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular Potter</title><summary type='text'>I don't want to get into why Christians should or should not read J.K. Rowlings' Harry Potter books. I'm the last one to throw stones since I count the Narnia series and The Hobbit/LOTR stories as among my favorites.Having said that, some thoughts...Had Harry been written when I was 10-years-old, I'm sure I would have loved all of his adventures, reading the books over and over again, while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112151837677690919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112151837677690919' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112151837677690919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112151837677690919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/popular-potter.html' title='Popular Potter'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13420074.post-112126757700885005</id><published>2005-07-13T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T11:25:43.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The reptile hunt contiues: Peter's frog</title><summary type='text'>I know frogs are amphibians, just bear with me, okay? My five-year-old caught this good-sized frog in our backyard this morning. It's now in a bucket in my kitchen. I don't mind as long as it says out of the family room and away from my braided rug, not to mention the new carpets in the bedrooms. In case you missed it, I blogged about other critters caught here  and here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112126757700885005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112126757700885005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112126757700885005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112126757700885005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/reptile-hunt-contiues-peters-frog.html' title='The reptile hunt contiues: Peter&apos;s frog'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112113346919300676</id><published>2005-07-11T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:01:26.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the blueberry pie</title><summary type='text'>O, you beautiful thingYou make my heart singAnd my mouth waterAs the blueberry juices run over Vanilla ice creamOkay, I'm no poet but my pie was a thing of beauty even if it turned out a bit runny. I don't usually like baking - crust making is so intimidating to me, I always want perfection, so I perfer not to do it than be disappointed. Then there's the mess. And then the little ones want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112113346919300676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112113346919300676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112113346919300676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112113346919300676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/ode-to-blueberry-pie.html' title='Ode to the blueberry pie'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112083448472417535</id><published>2005-07-08T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T11:09:29.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The great coffee cup mystery</title><summary type='text'>I put my coffee cup down this morning and never saw it again. Half full that's liquid gold getting colder by the minute. And this is not the Maxwell House nonsense. My husband buys green coffee beans via the `net and roasts it to perfection. We are serious coffee consumers around here. I looked for my mug for 20 minutes before I found it among dirty dishes in the sink. I have no idea how it got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112083448472417535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112083448472417535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112083448472417535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112083448472417535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/great-coffee-cup-mystery.html' title='The great coffee cup mystery'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112073816708942061</id><published>2005-07-07T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T08:12:04.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another fun test</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Little Cabbages I now know what kind of homeschooler I am.  Salvador Dali  Melting clocks are not a problem inyour reality.  You are an unschooler.  You willtolerate a textbook, but only as a last resort.Mud is your friend.  You prefer hands-oneverything.  If your school had an anthem, itwould be Dont Worry, Be Happy.  Visit my blog:http://www.GuiltFreeHomeschooling.blogspot.com What </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112073816708942061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112073816708942061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112073816708942061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112073816708942061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-fun-test.html' title='Another fun test'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112067385182186116</id><published>2005-07-06T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T14:19:44.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers' writing group</title><summary type='text'>Poking around the `net, I found this. Thought I would pass it along. I'm not familar with the sponsoring magazine, but it looks good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112067385182186116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112067385182186116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112067385182186116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112067385182186116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/mothers-writing-group.html' title='Mothers&apos; writing group'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112066364173831070</id><published>2005-07-06T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T11:31:48.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy purge: out with the old, in with the new</title><summary type='text'>We have two birthdays this week, so you know how it goes: new toys. The last thing we need around here is more toys. My children don't play with half of the toys they have. They use the same toys repeatedly, which is fine with me, because they are great toys for using the imagination. I'm with Anne of Green Gables on this one - imagination is a wonderful thing.So what to do with all the toys? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112066364173831070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112066364173831070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112066364173831070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112066364173831070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/toy-purge-out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Toy purge: out with the old, in with the new'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112052973731872525</id><published>2005-07-04T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:05:28.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The happy birthday boy</title><summary type='text'>photo deletedHere is our firecracker boy, Edmund, who turned three today. Yes, a July 4th baby. I never thought I would have a baby born on a holiday, especially the Fourth of July. He certainly is the life of the party, as most three-year-olds are. Happy Birthday, Edmund!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112052973731872525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112052973731872525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112052973731872525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112052973731872525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-boy.html' title='The happy birthday boy'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112051121838111880</id><published>2005-07-04T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T17:21:03.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the pictures below</title><summary type='text'>Don't you just love those nifty cell phones, the ones that can take a picture? I used my cell to take those two pictures while in the Creation crowd. With the first photo, I'm in the audience for Caedmon's Call. I'd do a link but their website is under construction at the moment. Caedmon's Call is my favorite Christian group. I highly recommend their music.   The second photo, I'm listening to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112051121838111880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112051121838111880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112051121838111880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112051121838111880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-on-pictures-below.html' title='More on the pictures below'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112049876205238931</id><published>2005-07-04T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:46:27.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation music festival highlights</title><summary type='text'>My house is a wreck, clothes cover the laundry room floor and I'm more interested in sitting here at the computer. Here are some highlights from our camping trip:Once again, the music was excellent, the crowds packed in tight to get close to the stage and we all got sunburn. But it's worth it. I finally got to see Caedmon's Call live (their set was way too short) and Casting Crowns was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112049876205238931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112049876205238931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112049876205238931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112049876205238931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/creation-music-festival-highlights.html' title='Creation music festival highlights'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112044715033577766</id><published>2005-07-03T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:19:10.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again</title><summary type='text'>I'm back from our wonderful and relaxing time in the PA mountians. I'll write about our adventures tomorrow. Too tired to type much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112044715033577766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112044715033577766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112044715033577766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112044715033577766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/home-again.html' title='Home again'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112035207151142333</id><published>2005-07-02T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T20:54:32.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Audioa</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112035207151142333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112035207151142333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112035207151142333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112035207151142333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/07/audioa.html' title='Audioa'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-112017312711535432</id><published>2005-06-30T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T19:12:08.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creationmusic</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/112017312711535432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=112017312711535432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112017312711535432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/112017312711535432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/creationmusic.html' title='Creationmusic'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111997653207438349</id><published>2005-06-28T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T12:43:23.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving for creation soon</title><summary type='text'>in a few hours we're on the road and i'll be leaving my computer behind. yikes, my blog is less than a month old and i'm already addicted to blogging everyday. i plan on posting photos at least every other day via my cell phone. ``see ya'' sunday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111997653207438349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111997653207438349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111997653207438349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111997653207438349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/leaving-for-creation-soon.html' title='leaving for creation soon'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111987610419680062</id><published>2005-06-27T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:18:59.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We need to PUSH!</title><summary type='text'>I have dear friends living in a Southeast Asian country. This morning I opened my email to read an update from them and at the very bottom of their letter was the phrase PUSH - Pray Until Something Happens. I like that. Oftentimes we pray once, twice, get discouraged when the Lord doesn't seem to answer the prayer the way we want it answered or fast enough for our American give-it-to-me-now way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111987610419680062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111987610419680062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111987610419680062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111987610419680062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/we-need-to-push.html' title='We need to PUSH!'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111952970666567766</id><published>2005-06-23T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T16:42:55.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A hot time</title><summary type='text'>Speaking of sex, I found a cute joke over on Marla Swoffer's blog this morning. Don't worry - it's clean.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111952970666567766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111952970666567766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111952970666567766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111952970666567766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/hot-time.html' title='A hot time'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111935340135747550</id><published>2005-06-21T07:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:14:43.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book tag</title><summary type='text'>Spunky tagged me a few weeks ago for the five book-related questions. Here are my answers.1. Number of books owned: I'm not too sure. Maybe 500? I do have a lot of books; I've given away many books, too, to make room for new ones. I've been conservative in my purchases these last few years because I live in a small house. In my single days, when I worked in a bookstore, I bought books on impulse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111935340135747550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111935340135747550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111935340135747550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111935340135747550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/book-tag.html' title='Book tag'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111931625613468138</id><published>2005-06-20T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T21:10:56.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a quiet night</title><summary type='text'>It's quiet here. All the littles are in bed. Joe is now home. I've been surfing the blog rolls and finding all sorts of kindered spirits. I'm going to have to add more links soon. I'm going to print out my daily Sudoku puzzle, cuddle Lucy and flop on the sofa. All in that order.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111931625613468138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111931625613468138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111931625613468138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111931625613468138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-quiet-night.html' title='It&apos;s a quiet night'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111911011688168265</id><published>2005-06-18T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:03:18.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>``Susan''</title><summary type='text'>photo deleted Our church had a carnival today. The children had a blast with the games, moonjumper and pony ride.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111911011688168265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111911011688168265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111911011688168265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111911011688168265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/susan.html' title='``Susan&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111910977615385220</id><published>2005-06-18T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:03:57.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>``Lucy''</title><summary type='text'>Baby Lucy asleep at the carnival.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111910977615385220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111910977615385220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111910977615385220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111910977615385220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/lucy.html' title='``Lucy&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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-13420074.post-111879740754458756</id><published>2005-06-14T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T19:35:56.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation music festival</title><summary type='text'>Our family is getting ready for Creation at the end of the month. It's a wonderful time of music, camping and fellowship in Mt. Union, PA. We had a great time last year with near-perfect weather and I'm sure this year will be a blast too. Some of the groups to take to the stage this year are Newsboys, Reliant K, Casting Crowns, MercyMe, Caedmon's Call and Switchfoot.This year my sister and her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/feeds/111879740754458756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13420074&amp;postID=111879740754458756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111879740754458756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13420074/posts/default/111879740754458756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monikasmessage.blogspot.com/2005/06/creation-music-festival.html' title='Creation music festival'/><author><name>Monika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10593331503581364493</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>
