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Back to School With Dollar General

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As much as I am enjoying our relaxed, summer schedule, I am faced with the inevitable fact the school year is approaching quickly.

And that means back to school supplies are on sale! 

 

So, I hit up my local Dollar General to see what I could pick up.

 

Does anyone else get giddy over the smell of brand new school supplies?

Every year my kids look forward to what they will see on the morning we start our homeschool year in the fall. 

When they wake up, they run to the school table to see what I have set out for them the night before. I have each child's supplies stacked and labeled with their names. Sort of like a back to school Santa Claus.

 

It's sometimes a challenge to find enough variety in colors of supplies to let every one of my children have their own color, but Dollar General had me covered! 

 

And did you know Dollar General also has darling fashions for great prices, too? I honestly never knew it was a place to get clothes until I complimented my friend, Lisa's pre-teen daughter on her maxi skirt one day at church. That's when she told me she gets adorable clothes at great prices at Dollar General! 

 

Now, I'm a believer! You can hardly beat $12 for an entire brand new outfit! 

So, whether it's school supplies or fashion you need, get back to school with Dollar General

And be sure to like Dollar General on Facebook and follow Dollar General on Twitter.

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Why I’m Sold on Young Living Essential Oils

Ramen burns 3

If you read the story of how my baby got bad 2nd degree burns from Ramen noodles, you already know that I was amazed, as was the doctor, at how the lavender oil helped to heal her burns.

But what you might not know is that I am a very skeptical person by nature.

Whenever I am watching one of those hour long murder mystery documentaries, I always think it was the husband who did it. And whenever he tearfully tells how he didn’t do it, I always think, “He’s lying.”

And that same skepticism carries over in lots of areas of my life.

For example, If I see an ad for a brand new stain remover, I often think “It probably won’t get out the kinds of stains my kids get.” And I really never trust the hype until I try it myself.

Add to that a need to research the heck out of every decision I make, and you now know why when all my friends were telling me about how amazing Young Living Essential Oils are, I was not convinced.

And I even admitted to more than one friend that I like to thoroughly research important decisions affecting the health of my family, but frankly I just did not have the time to do it. I’m a busy person! And besides Tylenol and Motrin were working fine for me, thanks anyway.

Enter 2nd degree burns. 

Not only did I suddenly find the time to research essential oils (and boy was I kicking myself for not having done it before!), but I was able to see first hand what they could do.

Enter convinced.

Young Living logo

Now, I have never, ever in all my 47 years signed up with any sort of multi-level marketing product. Amway, Shaklee, Avon, Pampered Chef, Jamberry, Younique. Even though I am a fan of some of those products, I am just not cut out to be a marketer.

But I now know what my friend, Stacey knew when she gave me, out of her own pocket, the lavender and refused to let me pay her. That Young Living Essential Oils are healing. And they really work.

Naturally, since the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, my kids inherited my skepticism. The first time I offered to rub peppermint oil and Panaway on my son’s head when he complained of a headache, he laughed at me and said, “Get that voodoo away from me!”

But guess what he announced with astonishment 10 or so minutes later? “My headache is gone!”

When my li’l gymnast was sore from an extra grueling workout, and I applied Panaway, she said in disbelief, “That actually feels better!”

When my 19yo had the sniffles and the beginnings of a sore throat, she timidly asked for me to rub her down with Thieves.

When I used a drop of lemon oil and a drop of lavender under my tongue, instead of my customary over the counter medication for my allergies, no one, including me, thought it would actually work. And no one was more surprised than I was when I didn’t have to back up that treatment with Benadryl!

So, now my children are requesting the oils instead of the drugstore medication I used to give them!

In fact, when my 10yo told me she had a headache and I reached for the children’s Motrin out of habit, she said, “Mama! I thought you would give the peppermint oil head massage!”

Well, now I guess you can call me (and my entire family) accidental Young Living enthusiasts!

And I want you to try it out (and believe it) for yourselves. Because I want you to know that Young Living Essential Oils are healing. And they really work.

Join Young Living

 

Who knows? You may become an accidental enthusiast too!

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So You Think You’re Going to Correct My Kids?

So you think going to correct my kid

How do you feel about other people correcting your kids?

Many people bristle at the thought of someone else telling their kids what to do. The reason I know this is because I have had mothers tell me in no uncertain terms that they did not appreciate me correcting their child’s behavior.

Since I was a public school teacher for 8 years, I spent a lot of time telling other people’s children what to do. Or not do. Or do over.

Then I had 8 children of my own, so I still spend a lot of time telling kids what to do. Now days, my time is spent mostly telling my own kids what to do, but old habits die hard.

That’s why when I was in line at Six Flags last week and 2 boys were rough housing, and one of them actually kicked me right in the booty, I told them in my best Mother Voice to calm down and knock it off.

I don’t know where their mother was or whether she appreciated me doing it, but frankly I didn’t appreciate getting kicked, so I’m guessing we were even.

After I put that little story on my Smockity Facebook page, and my friend Lisa put it on her Facebook, I saw how many people do not like others correcting their children.

Honestly, I don’t mind if someone else corrects my children.

I even think it is good for them if the correction is not something I would have told them myself.

For instance, I don’t mind my children cart wheeling around in our yard. But if they are in the church yard cart wheeling around, and a little old lady tells them to stop doing it, I expect them to say “yes ma’am” and stop.

Now, this may not have been something I would have thought to tell them. Maybe I usually allow cart wheeling on the grass. Maybe I don’t see a problem with cart wheeling on the grass. But if an adult has a reason for telling them to stop, then they should do it immediately without question. (We actually had something very similar to this happen.)

They may come to me if they have questions about it. They may not ignore the little old lady, laugh at her, or say, “You are not the boss of me.”

Another example: I am one of those annoying moms who lets her kids go up the slide at the playground. My kids know that if there is someone else playing on the slide, they should not go up because that would keep others from enjoying the slide. But, let’s say I am reading a book and don’t notice my kid is going up while there are other kids waiting to go down.

I would hope there would be another mother there with enough gumption to tell my kid to get down. I would absolutely be mortified if my kid said, “My mom lets me do it!”

Even though it is true “my mom lets me do it,” we are not in our own home. We are on public property, and someone else is being inconvenienced by the behavior.

It is good for my children to realize that there are other standards for them besides my standards.

There is no running allowed in the grocery store.

There is no singing allowed at the library.

There is no talking allowed during worship service at church.

Now, running, singing, and talking are all things I allow at our home, but we are in a public place, and there are other people involved. That means other standards apply to my children. Not just my standards.

It actually makes me glad when my children are able to find out while they are still young that sometimes they must accommodate the world around them, instead of the world accommodating them. Sometimes they must bend to the wishes of others.

Then when they are adults, it won’t come as such a shock.

How do you feel about other people correcting your children?

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That’s When I Decided to Make “Goat to 5K” Training Videos

As you probably have guessed, it’s always something here at Smockityville. I mean, really, when you have yourself 8 kids, it’s pretty much expected that you’re going to hit the ground running every day and keep going until bedtime.

Rinse. Repeat.

So, last week was one of those, “WHIIIiiiiiiyyyyy do these things always happen to me???” weeks.

Here’s how it went down.

Goat auction

My 12yo decided after much angst, debate, and thought, that she would like to spend every scrap of money in her savings account to buy 2 goats at a local auction for the purpose of showing at stock shows around the state.

Now, she had money in her savings account to begin with because of her success with showing animals, so she knew she could make her money back.

Possibly, that is. Because last year she didn’t do as well as the year before. And one year we even had a goat that dropped dead of unknown causes before we were able to show him, so that was a total loss.

Just so you know how much money there is to be made, the top goat at the above auction went for $3,100!

So, after a long day of checking out the stock, feeling the stock, eyeballing the stock, and evaluating the stock, she finally won 2 goats with her bids, and she paid for them, and we carted them home.

To what we thought was a secure pasture.

Two days later, we awoke to discover they were nowhere to be found. Those rascals had escaped!

Now, normally if a goat we had owned for a few weeks were to escape, we wouldn’t be panicked about it, because it would show up again around feeding time. But these goats were brand new to us, so they didn’t know their pasture as “home” yet. Plus, they cost a pretty penny, and we were all imagining them dead on the highway or 15 miles away in some stranger’s field!

So we took off trekking through the woods and adjacent pastures, with ropes in hand, looking for them.

FOR HOURS.

When we finally found them, there was the matter or catching them. Remember, they weren’t used to us, being brand new, so of course they darted and bolted and dashed any time we came within a hundred yards.

Have you ever tried to catch a wild goat in a neighbor’s wide open pasture? Or in a woody thicket, for that matter?

Much more difficult than you might imagine.

I’m going to save you from the many and sundry descriptions of tackling, wrangling, and wrestling, but trust me. There was much of it.

Runaway goat

So, we finally caught them about a mile from our house, and then came the hard work. Dragging them back home. Don’t forget they were wild. Unruly.

They bucked and resisted the. Entire. Way. Home.

I briefly tried carrying one, but that didn’t work. See bucking and resisting above.

All told, we got them back in their places after much panting, heaving, sweating, and straining.

And then I realized I had precisely 20 minutes to brush the dust off change my shirt and catch the stray kitten the kids talked me into taking home from the parking lot at church to get him to the vet for some vaccinations and de-worming.

Goat to 5K

That’s when it occurred to me that there are people who actually pay for memberships at places where folks would taunt them into doing these sorts of things for the sole purpose of building muscles.

So, if any of you reading this would like to build muscles in a cardio workout, I know just the place you could do it. Videos available soon.

Now, I have to run.

The goats got out again.

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What Mean Comments Tell People About You – It Might Be More Than You Think

Mean comments

Remember when you read “The Adventures of Tom Sawyer” and you got to the infamous part where Tom is talking all glowingly and adoringly about how fun and fulfilling it is to whitewash a fence?

And you were all, “I see where you’re going with this, Tom. You are so transparent!”

I have often told my children that when they are mean to others, cut them down, purposely try make them feel bad, what they are really doing is letting everyone know, not what they think of the person they are being mean to, but what they think of themselves.

It is so transparent.

I tell them they might as well be wearing a sign around their necks that says, “I feel bad about myself and I want you to feel bad about yourself, too.”

A sign around their necks. Or a window into their hearts. 

And sometimes I wonder if there are adults out there who need to know this.

I have been blogging since January 2007. That is 7 and a half years of typing out ‘most everything that comes into my noggin for all of y’all out there to read.

And 7 and a half years of getting comments and emails that are for the most part kind, encouraging, funny, engaging, and heartfelt.

But every so often I get feedback that tells me the commenter wants me to feel bad about myself as some bizarre attempt to make themselves feel better.

When my little Peyton was born a little over 4 years ago, I announced her birth in a post and shared the above picture.

And one of the comments (which I deleted) was

“You look like it’s grandmother.”

And I was all, “Ssssssseriously???”.

Mainly because I was thinking, “Dude. You look like you could use a grammar lesson because you just included an unnecessary apostrophe in that insult.”

But after I got past the Grammar Nazi first reaction, I thought, “How sad! How tragic to feel so broken and ugly that you want others to feel the same way, even in a moment of joyous celebration.”

Now, I’m not telling you this so you can feel sorry for me. I’m writing this here because I want you to know what mean comments tell others, not about the person you are insulting, but about you.

About your heart.

“A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.” Luke 6:45

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The Day My Baby Was Burned by Ramen Noodles

*Warning: Graphic photos included.

If you follow me on Instagram and Facebook, you know that my 4 year old, Peyton, was severely burned 2 weeks ago by a bowl of Ramen noodles.

I had set the bowl on the counter in front of her, just like I had done a hundred times before. But this time, for whatever reason, she decided to get down from her stool at the counter before she had even started to eat.

I saw it all happening in slow motion. As she grabbed the counter to let her little feet reach the floor, her fingertips tipped the edge of the bowl.

Since she was below the bowl, already off the stool and on the floor, the entire contents poured onto her shoulder.

And since Ramen noodles are so sticky, they draped over her back and chest. And clung there in a steaming mass.

She shrieked a tormented scream.

And just like when a little child is standing in an ant bed with ants stinging them, but they don’t know, or maybe they are too frightened, to brush them off and move away from the bed, she didn’t try to brush them off.

My son got to her first and brushed them all away. I got there a half second later and hurriedly snatched her shirt off.

Her skin was fiery red and she was trembling.

I grabbed her up and ran for the shower. As soon as I turned on the cool water, her skin rose up in one massive bubble on her back and peeled away. I was horrified, but before I could turn the water off the same thing happened on her shoulder and chest.

I could hardly think straight, but I wrapped her as gingerly as I could in a towel, and ran to the van. We live about 6 miles from the hospital, and I don’t remember anything about the drive there or parking the van.

I ran inside the ER with her. She was whimpering loudly, “I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die.” The nurse at the desk stood straight up out of her chair and motioned for me to take her back. No paper work. No signing in. No showing an insurance card.

Thank you, Lord!

There were people waiting their turns, but no one objected to us going ahead of them.

The 2 hours she was being treated were a blur. There was lots of crying. She told me to blow on her burns and “never stop blowing, Mommy.” There was codeine. There were bandages and antibiotic ointment. There were kind nurses and doctors. They said they see lots of Ramen burns and they are always bad. They said I did everything right and that it could have happened to anyone.

Ramen burns

This was the only picture I could bear to take of her that first day. The ER doctor told me not to take the bandages off and to follow up with my pediatrician in 48 hours.

I made an appointment with my pediatrician and showed up 2 days later. When she started to take the bandages off and stopped in her tracks. She paged her nurse and asked her to get Cook Children’s Hospital in Fort Worth on the line.

Ramen burns

(48 hours after the Ramen burns)

Since it had been covered, I had mostly blocked how bad it was from my mind, and I guess I hoped it had miraculously healed under those bandages.

The doctor prescribed some Silvadene cream to put on the parts I could reach without removing bandages, but warned me that it would be toxic if she got it in her mouth. That concerned me and I asked her timidly what she thought of applying Young Living lavender essential oil on the burns. (I remembered what a relief it had been when I burned my thumb on the oven heating element.) She said she had heard a lot of great testimonies about Young Living oils, but she had not done any research herself on the subject. She assured me that she trusted my judgment and knew that I would do diligent research before applying them.

Truly, I was sort of hoping she would have told me “Absolutely not!” because now I knew the ball was in my court and I had a lot of research to do. (WHY hadn’t I taken the time to research it before, when all my friends had raved about Young Living?!)

We went straight to Children’s Hospital, and on the way I called my friend, Stacey, who is a Young Living distributor. I also texted her a picture. She was horrified at the burns, and thankfully she didn’t block me for sending her such graphic images.  I frantically told her that I was desperate to get ahold of some lavender and AN Y and ALL research about applying lavender to 2nd degree burns.

Stacey was so dear that she said she would meet me with a bottle of lavender and some Lavaderm spray. She also went to work sending me link after link about how lavender heals burns.

Once we got to that hospital, they removed as much dead skin as could be endured, which was excruciating to watch, and I can only imagine what it felt like! They assured me again that Ramen burns are the most common and the worst burns they see in children because the noodles are so sticky that they cling to the clothes and stick to the skin.

The doctors there were so kind and patient. They told us we needed to come back twice a week to get more dead skin removed, and they showed me how to gently change the bandages.

Ramen burns 2

(4 days after the incident)

This was our second trip to Children’s. The burns were very slowly starting to look better. I mentioned to the doctor that I wondered what she thought about me applying lavender essential oil to the burns. She said she had not done research on it, but had heard good things. She said she could only personally recommend antibacterial ointment and/or Silvadeen cream, but she would leave it up to me.

In the meantime, Stacey sent me a TON of information and testimonies on Young Living oils. She sent me a pocket reference, an empty roller bottle, and more Lavaderm spray. (And she did all this without charging me anything at all! What a wonderful friend!)

I looked at every bit of information I could get my hands on concerning 2nd degree burns and naturally aiding the healing. (I was still reluctant to use the Silvadeen since it was toxic if ingested!) I didn’t want to put anything on my baby’s tender skin that could hurt her.

I mixed up a little concoction of vitamin E, castor oil, and Young Living lavender essential oil. Each of those is documented as healing burns, helping regenerate skin cells, preventing bacteria growth, and preventing scarring. I put the concoction in the roller bottle Stacey gave me, and very gently applied it to the burns.

Ramen burns 3

(7 days after being burned)

I did this every 2-3 hours throughout the days in between hospital visits. Finally, on our last visit the doctor said, “I don’t know what you are putting on this, but KEEP IT UP!”

I was so thrilled that the essential oil blend I made had worked! Best of all, it was non-toxic! I didn’t have to worry about her accidentally ingesting any of it.

Now that we are on the tail end of this horrifying experience I can say a few things with certainty.

  • We are never having Ramen in our house ever again.
  • Good friends who care and pray are wonderful!
  • Young Living essential oils WORK! (I mean, LOOK at the photos!)

Honestly, I have been a little skeptical as all my friends have been raving on and on about Young Living essential oils, but during this desperate time when Stacey reached out to me and gave me what I needed to help those burns heal, out of her own pocket, not asking anything in return, it has proved to me that there must be something to them!

I would love to tell you more about how having Young Living essential oils is like having a pharmacy at your fingertips. If you are interested in learning more about them, just click on that link and see what freebies and gifts are available when you sign up with them.

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What's the big deal about Young Living