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Re: Week-In Review 3-15-10 to 3-19-10

Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 6:44 pm
by moedertje
Lynn,

Will pray for your Mom, I am a non-practicing Physical Therapist and worked in the nursing homes for years. So, I understand some of the challenges your Mom may go through.
I loved you son his stained glass window and his hard work and dedication paid off. Can't wait to get to Preparing, but enjoying every moment of Bigger first!

Re: Week-In Review 3-15-10 to 3-19-10

Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 5:38 am
by LynnH
Moedertje,
Thank you for the prayers. I am also a non-practicing physical therapist, but I worked in pediatrics. Which has come in handy working with Noah with his mild Cerebral Palsy.
Lynn

Re: Week-In Review 3-15-10 to 3-19-10

Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 3:08 pm
by my3sons
Thanks for the prayers for our little guys' health, ladies! :D They are on the mend. Today was the first day in 3 weeks my middle ds has been able to go outside, and he loved every minute of it so much. I was thinking what an incredible blessing health is - we often take it for granted. :wink: I will be glad when my little one can go outside again too. This was fun to read about everyone's weekly review here. Thank you so much for taking the time to share, as it is something I look forward to so much, and also it is a great way for others to learn about HOD. Have an awesome evening! :D

In Christ,
Julie

Re: Week-In Review 3-15-10 to 3-19-10

Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 4:36 pm
by blessedmomof4
I haven't been keeping up, been swamped with rehearsals for upcoming Easter programs. :) Just had to share some neat stuff.
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My scholar
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Her model of a cell
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Narration done with no help at all! (I'm so proud!)


Her original poem about the wind:

Wind by Tamara T.
It tousles my hair, which for stylists, isn't fair.
It tosses the leaves; tumbling and tumbling.
It rouses the dogs; rumbling and rumbling.
It wails mournfully, as if it had lost a member of its family.
It dries my skin; makes my head spin.