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Hodgepodge

Op CIO has, so far, been sucessful. I will admit the first night was hell. The second a bit better and by the third we had it worked out. Now if Henry wakes in the middle of the night gtting him back to sleep is as simple as me going into his room to find his pacifier, pop it back into his mouth, give him his lion to snuggle, and cover him back up in his blanket.

My time spent up and awake is less than 3 minutes. Huge thanks to Shannon for encouraging me to do it and assuring me I wasn’t going to damage Henry.

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The vet was out here yesterday to look at our #8 ewe. She has been rapidly losing weight and has scours. Our vet seems to think it is coccidiosis, a small parasite that affects the ruminant. #8 is on a short course of treatment and, if correct, we should see a marked improvement in about 5 days.

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I find myself laying awake at night as more information about the Air France disaster is released. Last week I read that an 11 year old boy was travelling alone back home to Britain. I was at work when I read this and it took everything I had not to sob out loud for that boy. I am sure he was terrified and have visions of him crying out for his mum. In my mind I picture him as one of my boys and it’s this that keeps me up at night.

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Will, the 16 year old, has been up to his usual misguided shenanigans. A few weeks ago there was a dance at the school and he had a couple of friends over for the night. The next day while I was at work they thought it would be a great idea to take out the van for a ride in the countryside. I found out about the adventure because Will had posted a video of the event online and bragged about it to his friends on MSN and even had the balls to say I wasn’t smart enough to know how to read chat logs and find the link.  He no longer thinks I’m a techno idiot and is doing hard labour. Living on a farm has its advantages when it comes to punishing a teen.

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Parenting Tip Of The Day

If you want to stop your teens from bickering with one another threaten to walk about the house in only your bra and knickers. Be fully prepared to follow through on that threat if the call your bluff.

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The countdown to Sgts return is on. Today marks 28 days until he is home again. 28 days until I can abandon the solo sex and get the clean sheets dirty with crazy, monkey lovin’.

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