<?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-6002324729475292127</id><updated>2011-12-24T00:32:27.432-08:00</updated><category term='Areas of Play'/><category term='Simplicity'/><category term='Our Rhythm'/><category term='Domestrivia'/><category term='Early Childhood Education'/><category term='Waldorf'/><category term='In the Kitchen'/><category term='Eco Stuff'/><category term='Inner thoughts'/><category term='Songs and Stories'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>DomesticallyBlissed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6955194697449071859</id><published>2010-05-14T02:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:07:46.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>I'm not buying it ...</title><content type='html'>So since February I have been on a mission to not buy anything new. Kind of like 'the compact' well probably exactly like the compact in fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you who have been reading my blog for a while might remember the 'Buy Nothing Challenge' of April 2008, which for me became mostly about not buying things made in China. Generally I have stuck to that, although during my horrid pregnancy I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have really hopped back into the Buy Nothing Spirit - with the plan of doing it for the whole year. In fact, hopefully really I will do it for my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it means is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- where it is reasonable I will avoid buying anything. I will make do, borrow, or go without.&lt;br /&gt;- what I need I will seek to buy second hand, unless for hygiene or practical reasons this is not possible.&lt;br /&gt;- where I need to buy new I will buy either made in New Zealand or organic or fair trade certififed items.&lt;br /&gt;- I will give presents that are consumable and organic or locally produced (preferably local to my suburb!)&lt;br /&gt;- Overriding all of this is that while I can be as miserly for myself, I will try to balance this by being open and considerate of the views and wishes of my husband and children in what IS buy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 months into it and its been going really well. I have found some fantastic clothes in a designer recycle shop, have finally become an op shopper, and have even found a great local supplier of &lt;a href="http://www.innature.co.nz/"&gt;duvet inners, pillows and mattresses&lt;/a&gt;. So local that the guy who works in the factory lives around the corner and his wife dropped off my order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been great fun researching and coming up with solutions that don't involve cluttering up my home and the homes of my friends and families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6955194697449071859?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6955194697449071859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6955194697449071859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6955194697449071859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6955194697449071859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-buying-it.html' title='I&apos;m not buying it ...'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6765912899655773762</id><published>2010-03-07T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:53:09.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Minimalist Cleaning</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very minimalist lately as you might have noticed ...  I always thought I was but recently I have realised there is a whole new level of anti-consumerism I can aspire too (eye-rolls from the mother in law no doubt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  think we could even live in an RV I should at least be able to seriously declutter our wee house (its about 1200 square feet so perfectly sized for 4 of us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the areas that is getting some of my attention these days is the cleaning cupboard. Actually cupboards, I have both a laundry one and a kitchen one, and they were embarassingly full. I have written before about using &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/03/26/wfmw-natural-cleaning-made-easy/"&gt;natural cleaners&lt;/a&gt;, and I do ... but every now and then I buy something when we are on holiday, or the mother in law buys something to help out, and ta-da, cleaning products start to take over the cupboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I take into the RV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- baking soda and vinegar&lt;br /&gt;- ecostore multipurpose cleaner&lt;br /&gt;- ecostore dishwashing liquid&lt;br /&gt;- ecostore washing machine powder&lt;br /&gt;- napisan (because sometimes you need more grunt with kids!)&lt;br /&gt;- essential oils (lavender, clove and tea-tree)&lt;br /&gt;- a few spray bottles&lt;br /&gt;- a copy of &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/10/lush-love-and-how-to-clean-loo.html"&gt;Shannon Lush's 'Spotless'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a large pile of dishcloths and teatowels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure I could clean everything with these ... baking soda and vinegar clean most things, lavendar repels insects and flies, clove repels mould, tea-tree is antiseptic, multipurpose cleaner in a spray bottle for most other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just have to be brave enough to bin the last of my 'extra' cleaning supplies ... wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6765912899655773762?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6765912899655773762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6765912899655773762' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6765912899655773762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6765912899655773762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2010/03/minimalist-cleaning.html' title='Minimalist Cleaning'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4980126832438111580</id><published>2010-03-01T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:01:55.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Our Simple Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or do others find that bathroom 'stuff' seems to breed and multiply? I have been decluttering the bathroom for what seems like years, but I blink and it clutters up again! We are now blessed in our small-ish (1200 sq ft) home to have 2 bathrooms ... both very small but a luxury nonetheless. And yet, without constant vililance they both end up cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it happens. Case in point - when I was pregnant I got an infected mozzie bite on my back. My attempts to fix it went on for days before I ended up at the dctors getting antibiotics ... to cut a long story short. 1 mozzie bite = 7 'pottles' of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the lure of the makeup counter. Before children I used to work near a very upmarket department store. Walking through all the cosmetics counters was a constant temptation. Usually I resisted, but it only took the odd splurge to add more lotions and potions to the bathroom cabinets. A trip to the hairdresser was another hazard ... the miracle creams to thicken and tame my flyaway locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a 'natural' sort of girl I tend to accumulate naturopathic stuff too ... homeopathic remedies, weleda creams, vitamins and supplements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So constant vigilance is the only answer, and a tight rein on my credit card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been applying my 'if I lived in an RV' test to the bathroom cabinets and streamlining my bathroom as a result. I plan to tape a list to the inside of the cabinets as a way to keep myself honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried wherever possible to get rid of 'uni-taskers' - i.e. potions that only fill one purpose. So I don't need cleanser for my skin, eye make up remover, and bodywash. I can just use goatsmilk soap. I don't need eye cream, face cream, body lotion, hand cream and dry skin cream. I can just use shea butter. I don't need nappy cream, burn cream, zit cream, and bite cream ... I use pot of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't quite got the cupboards down to the list just yet. There are a few nearly finished bottles that I will finish up rather than send them to landfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did send a few old half used lipsticks and eyeshadows to landfill though. Now that I am back at work part time, I need to wear make up again. But seriously - how much does one woman need? I have decided I only need one eyeliner, one mascara and one lipstick. Do you know how liberating this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put my list up, partly because I am so self absorbed I like to share the minute details of my life, and partly to keep my honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me, what do you need in your bathroom cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gypsy's personal stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.livingnature.com/catalog/main.cfm?t=p&amp;amp;r=vw&amp;amp;pid=553&amp;amp;cid=2374"&gt;eyeliner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.livingnature.com/catalog/main.cfm?t=c&amp;amp;r=nv&amp;amp;cid=2391"&gt;mascara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.livingnature.com/catalog/main.cfm?t=c&amp;amp;r=nv&amp;amp;cid=2408"&gt;lipstick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.naturalbodycare-nz.com/nz/face-care/face-moisturiser/inspirit-balancing-moisturiser.html"&gt;moisturiser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.miorganicproducts.com/bodycare/tahitian_breeze_rollon.php"&gt;deoderant&lt;/a&gt; (not made in NZ but totally natural and it really works!)&lt;br /&gt;- contact lenses stuff&lt;br /&gt;- glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Combined stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/products/body-care/list-hair-products.cfm"&gt;shampoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/products/body-care/list-hair-products.cfm"&gt;conditioner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/products/body-care/soap-goatsmilk.cfm"&gt;goats milk soap &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/products/body-care/bodywash%20-%20orange.cfm"&gt;bodywash&lt;/a&gt; (hubby loves it)&lt;br /&gt;- shea butter (miracle all purpose cream)&lt;br /&gt;- pot of gold (the other miracle all purpose cream)&lt;br /&gt;- toothbrushes, toothpaste, floss (no, we don't share toothbrushes)&lt;br /&gt;- sunscreen&lt;br /&gt;- insect repellent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Aid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a fully stocked first aid kit of bandages etc&lt;br /&gt;- arnica cream and drops&lt;br /&gt;- weleda levisticum for sore ears&lt;br /&gt;- herbal throat spray&lt;br /&gt;- rescue remedy spray&lt;br /&gt;- weleda plantago chest rub&lt;br /&gt;- braun ear themometer&lt;br /&gt;- paracetamol and iboprofen&lt;br /&gt;- antihistimine&lt;br /&gt;- antiseptic cream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4980126832438111580?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4980126832438111580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4980126832438111580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4980126832438111580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4980126832438111580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-simple-bathroom.html' title='Our Simple Bathroom'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1966178143029948159</id><published>2010-02-28T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:43:57.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Too many toys</title><content type='html'>My grandparent's have a wonderful 'toy bag' that they have kept for visiting children. It has entertained many many children of all ages .. and yet it is filled with things you might not recognise as toys. An old set of keys. A wallet filled with out dated money and cards. An old cell phone. Old ties. Old scarves. Some shells. A pair of goggles. Some ends of wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at it today, watching my two children deeply absorbed in play with these 'toys'.  I realised that, despite my best intentions, we have far too many toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we don't have a lot of junk toys ... being a 'Steiner' family our friends and relatives have been pretty respectful about not buying us $2 shop plastic junk. But even in the realm of 'quality toys' we have too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed challenging myself to think 'what would I take the in RV' (this is my fantasy alternative life where we follow the example of the &lt;a href="http://happyjanssens.squarespace.com/"&gt;Happy Janssens&lt;/a&gt; and live in a bus!). When it comes to toys, I think for my children the list would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- some lengths of rope that can be tied around trees to create swings and climbing frames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- some plain wooden blocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- some small blankets (crocheted by Nana) and playsilks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a couple of small wooden cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- some beeswax crayons and paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- some stacking boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- balls - a cloth one for inside and a plastic one for outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a few favourite books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that would be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature would provide the rest, twigs, leaves, shells, rocks ... stuff that can come and go. Also, the recycling bin is always a good source of play materials ... yoghurt pottles, milk lids etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me (if any one is still reading this!!!) what would you take in your 'RV toybox'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1966178143029948159?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1966178143029948159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1966178143029948159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1966178143029948159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1966178143029948159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-many-toys.html' title='Too many toys'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-9044942881943162518</id><published>2010-02-27T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:44:27.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Rhythm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Always too much stuff</title><content type='html'>Those of you who read my post on &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/11/simplify-simplify-simplify.html"&gt;simplifying&lt;/a&gt; will know that I strive for a simple, uncluttered, unhurried life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big part of that is managing possessions. It is all too easy to accumulate stuff, even though we try very hard to avoid the 'mall trall' and anything &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-not-made-in-china.html"&gt;made in China&lt;/a&gt;. But somehow, it creeps in ... gifts from our generous friends and family, hand-me-downs, stuff the kids have outgrown, and of course, sometimes we just buy 'stuff'. And if I am not constantly 'decluttering' it gets out of control so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment my kitchen is getting a purge when I struggled to fit the juicer, the food processor and the slow cooker all in the same cupboard. Of course I can justify all 3 items as 'essentials', along with my electric egg-beater, my immersion blender, the toaster, the jug, 2 frypans, a crepe pan, my potato ricer, my hand egg-beater, 3 white square platters, 2 milk jugs, .... the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to apply the same rule in the kitchen that I do in my wardrobe - if it hasn't come out in a year, then I don't need it. So that means I can keep my oh-so-perfectly-seasoned crepe pan, but only 1 fry pan. I can have 2 square white platters, but number 3 is surplus. And really, the slow cooker is starting to look a bit questionable too. Of course, some things I will keep because I am a teeny bit sentimental ... my nana-in-law's silver cutlery, my beautiful cake stands, my husbands beloved but unused beer glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything else can find a new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One blogger who is my role model here is Sara Janssen. (&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/acc-ent-uuuuate-positive-eeee-limmm.html"&gt;I've raved about her before&lt;/a&gt;)You can read her new blog &lt;a href="http://www.happyjanssens.com/"&gt;'The Happy Janssens'&lt;/a&gt; if you need inspiration. 2 adults, a five year old and a 9 month old baby living in an RV. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A devoted Christian, Sara feels that she is following the path of Jesus by not owning too many things, and many other faiths share a similar view. Vietnamese Zen Monk &lt;a href="http://www.plumvillage.org/"&gt;Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;/a&gt; talks about the importance of simplicity as part of the spiritual path, and one of the precepts his followers seek to adopt is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simple, Healthy Living - Aware that true happiness is rooted in peace, solidity, freedom and compassion, and not in wealth or fame, I am determined not to take as the aim of my life fame, profit, wealth or sensual pleasure, nor to accumulate wealth while millions are hungry and dying. I am committed to living simply and sharing my time, energy and material resources with those in real need. I will practise mindful consuming, not using alcohol, drugs or any other products that bring toxins into my own and the collective body and consciousness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many areas in my life that can be further simplified ... and the gains are great. Perhaps a new thought for me should be 'what would I talk if we lived in an RV'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you need?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-9044942881943162518?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/9044942881943162518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=9044942881943162518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/9044942881943162518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/9044942881943162518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2010/02/always-too-much-stuff.html' title='Always too much stuff'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-404189395554668494</id><published>2010-02-21T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:55:21.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's cooking ....</title><content type='html'>is my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had to admit to myself that I don't have the time to blog with the level of research and thought that I like to put into my posts at domestically blissed. One day I will again ... and I look forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I have been putting up my recipes as part of my vegetarian journey over at &lt;a href="http://gypsyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gypsy's Kitchen&lt;/a&gt; ... come and say hi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-404189395554668494?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/404189395554668494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=404189395554668494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/404189395554668494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/404189395554668494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-cooking.html' title='What&apos;s cooking ....'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-2824737250039479241</id><published>2009-12-11T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:33:24.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I've been ...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been so disturbingly quiet the last month or so! Thank you for your messages of concern and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been busy here, our darling Little Guy is now 9 months old but has been back to sleeping like a newborn ... in fact far worse than as a newborn. Teething and a cold seem to have completely taken him out of what little routine he had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way for me to stay sane until he starts to sleep better is to just accept it, know that this too will pass, and to accept (reluctantly) that blogging will have to wait until he starts to settle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of drafts and tonnes more ideas, so I really hope that one day soon I can start blogging with a vengeance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime wishing you all a wonderful Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-2824737250039479241?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2824737250039479241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=2824737250039479241' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2824737250039479241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2824737250039479241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-ive-been.html' title='Where I&apos;ve been ...'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3316170312392143798</id><published>2009-11-12T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:28:49.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>Take my advice - I'm clearly not using it</title><content type='html'>So having written about the value of a simple life, I had to laugh at myself today when I realised how darned busy I have been the last two days. Pair this hysterical busy-ness with a week of appalling sleep from our teething 8 month old and voila - its 8pm on a Friday night and I am already in my pyjamas and writing this from bed. On the verge of collapse, or at least tears, from exhuastion. (Yes, my husband is probably right that I am a tad melodramatic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do this to myself? Even with the best of intentions to simplify my schedule I keep saying 'yes' and finding myself in a flurry of playdates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could ... should .... have postponed the back to back playdates today given the complete lack of sleep. My friends wouldn't have minded. I could have walked up the road, got a really strong takeaway coffee and headed to the library. The day could have been peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead this morning I frantically baked a big batch of cupcakes, organised some activities for the kids to do and tried to do the days jobs before visitors arrived 9.30. It then seemed I spent the whole day battling with Munchkin who is in a phase where she wants to 'whack' everyone and everything that frustrated her. Now, I'm behind on the washing, I don't have bags packed for our outings tomorrow and after dinner I had to quickly cook up a kilo of chicken so that it can go in the freezer before it spoils ... with Little Guy on my hip.  A peaceful day would have been so much better for all involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the company. In fact, I crave company which is why I tend to do this to myself. But we all pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time, I'm taking my own advice - I'm off to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3316170312392143798?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3316170312392143798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3316170312392143798' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3316170312392143798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3316170312392143798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-my-advice-im-clearly-not-using-it.html' title='Take my advice - I&apos;m clearly not using it'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4686448466312634753</id><published>2009-11-10T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:25:43.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Rhythm'/><title type='text'>Simplify, Simplify, Simplify</title><content type='html'>I remember when I was at university I saw the book&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/SIMPLIFY-YOUR-LIFE-THINGS-REALLY/dp/0786880007/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1257898862&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt; ‘Simplify your Life'&lt;/a&gt; by Elaine St James on the counter at the university bookshop. Despite my rather meagre student finances I bought it immediately and read the whole thing on the bus ride home. I was hooked. The notion of deliberately choosing a life that is ‘outwardly simple, inwardly rich’ resonated deeply. Since then, &lt;a href="http://www.aafsw.org/articles/midura/simplicity.htm"&gt;voluntary simplicity&lt;/a&gt; has been a driving value for me. I haven't always succeeded, but I have always aspired to live this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is (of course!) a book called ‘&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Simplicity-Parenting-Extraordinary-Calmer-Happier/dp/0345507975/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1257899019&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Simplicity Parenting'&lt;/a&gt;. I haven’t read it but &lt;a href="http://uncommongrace.typepad.com/uncommongrace/2009/11/thinking-about-simplicity.html"&gt;Grace &lt;/a&gt;has reviewed it very positively, and having read the first chapter on Amazon it certainly looks like a good read. It has got me thinking a lot about what ‘simple parenting’ means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old-fashioned childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my children to have an old fashioned kind of childhood … to climb more trees and watch less TV. To take all morning to get dressed, to read the same book 20 times in one day and to make forts with sheets over chairs in the lounge. To have one special doll and love her, not a collection of 40 Barbies and always be wanting more. To take all day to potter in the garden, or bake biscuits in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stay at home mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is simpler because we actually stay home a lot, rather than fill our days with playgroups, music classes, toddler gymnastics, play dates, and coffee groups. Our mornings are much calmer as there is no pressure to be anywhere. I don’t need to pack lunches and bags. I don’t need to pay fees or organise resources or sit on committees. Now we only have one car life is even simpler … if we can’t walk there in the pushchair, we can’t go! Plus, getting kids into the pushchair seems so much simpler than herding them in and out of carseats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding mall trall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try as far as possible to avoid the excesses of todays commercial culture (oooh, that sounds terribly self righteous). We don’t watch TV with the kids so they don’t see the ads for all the amazing toys. We try not to take them to malls and department stores, so they don’t see things to ask for. We try not to clutter our home with plastic junk. The odd time we do find ourselves in a K’Mart and experience the pester-power of a 3 year old we are quickly reminded of how much staying away keeps our life, and our home simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware the supermums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the supermums don’t you … the ones whose 2 year olds are already ‘preccious readers’ and are heading off to gifted programmes. The ones who anxiously teach colours, letters and numbers, agonise over each developmental milestone, and phone Plunketline twice a day to check everything out. These mums will stress you out … I tend to give them a wide berth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of perfectionism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is complicated by my ambition to be some of kind of perfect Waldorf mom who cooks biodynamic food from scratch, sews and knits and needle-felts and has nothing in the house that is formed or synthetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me, real life isn’t like that. Friends and family have different values, and I’d rather spend time enjoying my children than fermenting yoghurt. My heart broke the first time I saw how much Munchkin loved Dora the Explorer. It didn’t fit the picture in my head of what she ‘should’ be into … but that is my issue not hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when a loving aunty gave her a Dora doll for her birthday, and my grandparents gave her a Dora book I chose not to worry. Not to try to ‘hide’ the doll, or have a ‘little chat’ to the rellies about why we don’t have those things in our house. Instead, I bought her some Dora stickers to go with it and decided that life would be a lot simpler if I let go of my Waldorfy perfectionism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have even started watching the odd DVD here … I have three DVDs for Munchkin. She goes through stages of being quite into them, and when she’s having one of those days and Little Guy is refusing to settle they are a god-send. I am glad I fought the battle for as long as I did, but for me the decision to stop being a TV Nazi has made life a lot easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. What makes life at your place simple, or complicated?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4686448466312634753?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4686448466312634753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4686448466312634753' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4686448466312634753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4686448466312634753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/11/simplify-simplify-simplify.html' title='Simplify, Simplify, Simplify'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-624691447668176320</id><published>2009-11-01T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:42:37.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Monthly Roundup - October</title><content type='html'>It seems that a lot of us found October rough ... and I've just heard on the news that here in NZ we have had the coldest October is over 60 years! So ... roll on November and the summer weather that we hope will come with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October was a frenetic month here at Domestically Blissed, two lots of overseas visitors (not staying with me but lots of get-togethers), two lots of grandparents arriving from overseas, a bunch of birthday parties, hubby putting his back out ... AGAIN and to top it all off the whole family came down with a gastro bug ... ick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased to say that I still managed to get a fair bit done ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals for October were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- write 2 more 'areas of play' posts.&lt;br /&gt;Result: Half pass ... wrote a post of music, still working on one on creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stick to grocery budget - strictly.&lt;br /&gt;Result: Half pass again ... I overspent by $60 but we had a few dinner parties and then when I got sick we used a bunch of sposies.  I think we can make it stick this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bring Little Guys' baby book up to date.&lt;br /&gt;Result: Oh, you guessed it - another half pass. I wrote a bunch of notes, sorted the photos and glued them in, and have decided to wait for another season of my life to do the final version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-write list of Christmas gifts and stick to a maximum of $15 per person for gifts.&lt;br /&gt;Result: PASS ... now I just have to stick to the list. I nearly bought 'off the list' today but managed, just, to stop myself (I think the shoplady thought I was mad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- organise spare room wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;Result: PASS ... and it is great. Even got hubby to put up a shoe rack that we got really cheap on TradeMe, and bought some wooden coathangers. Wardrobe bliss is mine .... and I got motivated to also organise the wall unit in our dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- get at least 8 more listings up on TradeMe&lt;br /&gt;Result: PASS PLUS ... 8 sales on TradeMe, 4 sales on another forum ... making a big difference to the last vestages of the pregnancy/new baby clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onwards and upwards ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my goals for November are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- keep an exact track of where the 'cash' part of our budget goes. Each week I get a little bit of spending money out, and each month it all goes - poof - into thin air. Time to track track track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- buy all our Christmas presents except for the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- make Christmas mince, ready for making mince pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- re-organise little guys wardrobe for summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- another eight listings of second hand stuff on TradeMe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are your goals for November?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-624691447668176320?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/624691447668176320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=624691447668176320' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/624691447668176320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/624691447668176320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/11/monthly-roundup-october.html' title='Monthly Roundup - October'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7016649779308756432</id><published>2009-10-30T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:23:39.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Lush love ... and how to clean the loo</title><content type='html'>I am still here ... I deserve some kind of award for this on again off again blogging! When life gets busy my computer time is the first thing that goes … but I’ll report more on that in my monthly wrap-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More interesting posts are planned …  but while I work on those I thought I would share an excerpt from the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.shannonlush.com/"&gt;Shannon Lush&lt;/a&gt; whose books 'Speed Cleaning' and '&lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/UK-9780091922566"&gt;Spotless'&lt;/a&gt; are my new favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her show has been on TV here lately, and while she's not the most charismatic television presenter,  she's had me cleaning out the inside of our kettle (with CLR and a scourer), polishing the silver (washing soda and aluminium foil) soaking net curtains in napisan and generally using bicarb (baking soda), vinegar and clove oil with gay abandon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her books are so detailed, she even gives precise instructions to a task most of us don't give much thought to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How to Clean the Toilet'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(with two sponges, white vinegar, baking soda and a bowl of hot water).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Flush the toilet to wet the sides of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sprinkle bicarb soda over the inside of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wipe the top of the cistern &lt;br /&gt;4. Wipe the top of the lid, under the lid, the top of the seat and under the seat using bicarb and white vinegar and the two sponge technique.&lt;br /&gt;5. Splash white vinegar over the bicarb in the bowl, then use a toilet brush to scrub, including up and around the rim.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wipe the top of the rim with a sponge that’s been dipped in vinegar&lt;br /&gt;7. Wash the sponge in hot water and wipe rim again.&lt;br /&gt;9. Flush&lt;br /&gt;9. Rinse the sponge in white vinegar and wipe the outside of the toilet bowl right to the floor including the plumbing at the back.&lt;br /&gt;10. Congratulations, you’re done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the two sponge technique - one damp sponge dipped in baking soda, one sponge rung out with white vinegar, put the vinegar one on top of the baking soda one and wipe, using the pressure of your hand to squeeze the vinegar into the baking soda).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, the toilet is one place I don't use baking soda and vinegar ... but I'm sure it would work. On that note, I am really delighted to see that &lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/"&gt;Ecostore&lt;/a&gt; have changed the formulation for their previously useless toilet cleaner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More interesting posts soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours with rubber gloves on,&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7016649779308756432?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7016649779308756432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7016649779308756432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7016649779308756432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7016649779308756432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/10/lush-love-and-how-to-clean-loo.html' title='Lush love ... and how to clean the loo'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1568120051071582741</id><published>2009-10-10T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:05:55.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Area of Play 5 - Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA7pLrcxbI/AAAAAAAAAzo/rPY5yumS2TQ/s1600-h/music+chantelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390874332658189746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA7pLrcxbI/AAAAAAAAAzo/rPY5yumS2TQ/s320/music+chantelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photocredit:Chantelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I should have been a groupie. I am like a puppy dog in my adoration for those with musical talent. I am in desperate envy of my jazz singer friend who can mesmerize a room of children (and me) with her singing. I find myself gazing longingly at my friend's husband who settles his babies to sleep with his guitar. In my younger days I fell in love with a guy when he serenaded me with his clarinet (a surprisingly sexy instrument), and another who made up songs for me on the piano ... and don't get me started on boys in bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas I'm not much of a musician myself ... given a choice, I will listen to National Radio rather than a music station ... and faced with an array of musical instruments I just freeze. This makes doing music with kids a little bit intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Get to know the (musical) equipment well yourself. Try out all the instruments and find what different sounds you can make. Be alert for spontaneous music play ...' Maureen Woodhams, Making Music With Children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playcentre, Montessori and Steiner/Waldorf all have very different approaches to musical education for preschoolers ... and given my own dunce status I hesitate to assume any authority here. So, as always, comments and debate always welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/Ss_5fmYlDzI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zpUbGv037LI/s1600-h/music+grover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390801600260673330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/Ss_5fmYlDzI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zpUbGv037LI/s320/music+grover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photocredit:anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Become attentive to what the children are doing musically, both in focused music sessions and in their general play. This may involve stopping being active yourself so you can spend a few minutes just watching and listening. Children often chant or sing a pattern of words or a snatch of tune, especially during solitary play... musical interactions, like conversation, often occur while adults and children are doing something else together and are a joy when you start to notice and extend them." Maureen Woodhams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playcentre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA7yMsKdVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/93spnyJOh0k/s1600-h/music+karmiec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390874487548441938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA7yMsKdVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/93spnyJOh0k/s320/music+karmiec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photocredit: KarmieC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Playcentre, the 'music area' will usually be well resourced with a range of musical instruments - shakers, tambourines, drums, ukuleles, perhaps an old piano. There will usually be a CD player and a collection of recorded kids music ... which will often play loudly during the session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adults are encouraged to recognise when children show an interest in the music area, and play along side them, exploring the different instruments, dancing and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The provision of an attractive display of musical instruments and objects ensures that children have independent access to some music experiences whenever they choose. It also ensures that when a play interaction takes a musical turn, or an adult sees a way to extend a child's learning following a music interest, some materials which might support this are directly to hand. Maureen Woodhams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steiner/Waldorf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in all areas of play, Waldorf education is concerned with protecting and nurturing the senses, so in this instance it’s the sense of hearing. As children's hearing develops, they need first of all to hear real, living, human sounds - voices of course, and clapping rhythms are often considered very appropriate. The pentatonic scale is recommended for the early years -this has five pitches per octave and sounds lighter and more 'floaty' somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't see many, if any, musical instruments in a Steiner/Waldorf kindergarten. &lt;a href="http://theparentingpassageway.com/"&gt;Carrie&lt;/a&gt; was very kind to share some excerpts from 'In a Nutshell' with me that explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because we prefer to offer the children open-ended play materials- that is, materials which can be used in many different ways, according to the child's needs of the moment - we also do not provide many of the traditional rhythm toys. However, some teachers do have bells, gourds or perhaps a drum or pentatonic xylophone available in the classroom.....It is important that these instruments produce a good quality sound, and in the case of the xylophone, that the notes are in tune. The children may play freely with these instruments, as long as they treat them with appropriate care and the sounds do not become disruptive to the mood of the classroom"&lt;/em&gt; Nancy Foster, In a Nutshell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montessori&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You might say that if Steiner/Waldorf is concerned with protecting the senses, Montessori is concerned with perfecting them. I think no where is this more obvious than with music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the Montessori 3-6 programme, children are given materials to encourage them to listen carefully and learn to differentiate not only different sounds, but different pitches too. Games such as &lt;a href="http://chasingcheerios.blogspot.com/2009/03/sound-or-no-sound.html"&gt;sorting objects by sound&lt;/a&gt;, recognising &lt;a href="http://mommyme-thewonderyears.blogspot.com/2009/01/discovering-pitch-with-water.html"&gt;pitch using glasses of water,&lt;/a&gt; or the Montessori &lt;a href="http://beautifulsunmontessori.blogspot.com/2009/08/celebrating-with-kaybee-bells.html"&gt;bells&lt;/a&gt; encourage this precision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making a joyful noise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA78T5UTQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/395oTdRPHiQ/s1600-h/music+melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390874661281352962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA78T5UTQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/395oTdRPHiQ/s320/music+melissa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photocredit:Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Of course, what these three very different approaches have in common is seeking to encourage and develop a sense of musical appreciation in our children (so they can be groupies too!). I love the idea of teaching listening skills in Montessori, I love that the Steiner approach doesn't abuse a child's ears with tinny poppy kiddy music, and I love that Playcentre lets kids really have fun and enjoy music in all its wonderful guises. After all, banging pots and pans in the kitchen is as much a music lesson as anything else! Children love and deserve the opportunity to listen to live music where possible, and to experiment with making their own music too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, a few fun ideas for bringing music into your pre-schoolers home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- sing all the time. Have special songs for special times of the day, and lots of songs just because. Don't worry that you can't sing in tune, honestly, your child won't mind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- make lots of 'ad hoc' instruments. Bang pots, put small objects in glass jars (with supervision), fill glasses with water and tap them with spoons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- play silence games ... encourage your children to listen to the quieter sounds around them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- take your children to see live music - buskers, brass bands, folk bands playing at the markets ... start asking about where you might be able to find real instruments being played&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390874837777700210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA8GlZU1XI/AAAAAAAAA0A/LTVMbE1szkw/s320/music+rodent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photocredit:Rodent &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1568120051071582741?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1568120051071582741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1568120051071582741' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1568120051071582741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1568120051071582741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/10/area-of-play-5-music.html' title='Area of Play 5 - Music'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/StA7pLrcxbI/AAAAAAAAAzo/rPY5yumS2TQ/s72-c/music+chantelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-222298571384402989</id><published>2009-10-01T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:09:09.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery</title><content type='html'>I'm sure I've mentioned before how much I love &lt;a href="http://planningwithkids.com/"&gt;Nicole's 'Planning with Kids'&lt;/a&gt; blog ... it is hugely inspiring. One of her regular posts is her monthly review, which usually motivates me to jot down a list of my goals for the month too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now I have just been too embarassed to post, as  I just wasn't achieving anything other than feeding, clothing and occassionally cleaning up after the children. But, spring has given me new motivation ... and I am really keen to keep going with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the spirit of public accountability here is my 'Monthly Review' for September:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for September&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Organise wardrobe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this - and its wonderful! No longer do I have to wade through all my preggie clothes every time I need a clean pair of jeans, or a change of pyjamas at 3 in the morning when the baby has spilled up all over me.  However, I now have a very large bag of clothes that need sorting through to dump/sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt; Create a plan for TradeMe selling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this - and managed to sell about 5 'lots' so far. I have another 12 lots to go, plus all those old maternity/fat clothes ... but progress has been made. (this was on my to-do list back in May, so good to finally get some traction).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Organise medicine cabinets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Done ... I can't tell you the joy these give me when I open them! (yes, I'm really THAT sad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Organise linen cupboard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Done, and in the progress I found a whole pile of cloth wipes, saving me a big of money as I thought I was going to have to buy some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Stick to grocery budget, implement 3 weekly shopping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FAIL FAIL FAIL. Bad bad month for grocery shopping, and the worst thing is I didn't even realise till I did our monthly financial spreadsheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for October&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- write 2 more 'areas of play' posts. one on music, the other on either creativity or blockplay, depending on what books I can access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stick to grocery budget - strictly. Still working on how to do this - thinking about taking Sophie Gray's advice on a 'cash budget' - but detailed menu planning will be a part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bring Little Guys' baby book up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- write list of Christmas gifts and stick to a maximum of $15 per person for gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- organise spare room wardrobe. This is the last of my decluttering projects, but for some reason I am putting it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- get at least 8 more listings up on TradeMe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's on your 'workplan' for the month ahead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-222298571384402989?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/222298571384402989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=222298571384402989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/222298571384402989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/222298571384402989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/10/imitation-is-sincerest-form-of-flattery.html' title='Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1690699846930357981</id><published>2009-09-27T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:10:00.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Toddler snacks and lunches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For some reason, I find lunch the hardest meal of the day. If Munchkin and I had our way, we would have sushi every day ... but the budget of doom doesn't allow it and my one attempt at making it was an un-mitigated disaster. I love cooking, but I'm rubbish at anything fiddly and sushi is definately fiddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From time to time we fall into the trap of having marmite or peanut butter sandwiches every day for a week or so, which quickly gets boring, and means that I am personally starving my 4pm and start eating everything in the cupboard (including peanut butter by the spoonful). So, as a general rule I do try to put a bit of effort in. (as always, my apologies for my dreadful photos but I thought they might give you some ideas!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryVn8HMHjI/AAAAAAAAAzY/x5vFF-6PAvs/s1600-h/cupcake+lunhc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385343767811989042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryVn8HMHjI/AAAAAAAAAzY/x5vFF-6PAvs/s320/cupcake+lunhc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryUqr6D5eI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Rt2C1i3Jpz8/s1600-h/cupcake+lunch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385342715489936866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryUqr6D5eI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Rt2C1i3Jpz8/s320/cupcake+lunch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do often bake little things for snacks and lunches (I must get around to posting some recipes), a lot of the time I want things that are really simple and quick. In the interests of nutrition I very loosely aim for a mix of proteins, carbohydrates, vegetables and fruit. I thought I would share my 'master list' of lunch ideas, many of which double up for snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Protein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hardboiled eggs&lt;br /&gt;- omelette strips&lt;br /&gt;- canned tuna or salmon&lt;br /&gt;- freedom farms shaved ham (hooray, you can now buy this at the supermarket)&lt;br /&gt;- leftover meat especially sausages &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cubes of cooked tofu that has been marinated in a little soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;- chickpeas whole or as hummus&lt;br /&gt;- chunks of edam cheese&lt;br /&gt;- yoghurt (great for dipping fruit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- feta cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- fried haloumi cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carbohydrate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pita bread triangles&lt;br /&gt;- small sandwiches with marmite, jam or honey&lt;br /&gt;- baby pinwheels (cut crusts off a slice of bread, butter it, roll it up and slice it)&lt;br /&gt;- pasta - penne or spirals&lt;br /&gt;- couscous (best eaten outside - its really messy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- israeli couscous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- breakfast cereal&lt;br /&gt;- bagel slices&lt;br /&gt;- mini crackers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- new potatoes (cold with mayonnaise for mummy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- pastry shapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- avocado chunks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cucumber slices&lt;br /&gt;- cherry tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;- frozen peas&lt;br /&gt;- broccoli (my daughter loves broccolli so we eat it A LOT)&lt;br /&gt;- grated carrot&lt;br /&gt;- bell peppers (red, yellow and orange are the sweetest)&lt;br /&gt;- grated beetroot, carrot and apple mixed together&lt;br /&gt;- sweetcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- apples&lt;br /&gt;- pears&lt;br /&gt;- mandarin segments&lt;br /&gt;- grapes&lt;br /&gt;- banana slices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- persimmon slices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- gorgeous summer stuff like strawberries and blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- tinned peaches, pears or pineapple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- kiwifruit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dried apricots, sultanas or apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me a comment and let me know whats on your lunch table at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1690699846930357981?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1690699846930357981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1690699846930357981' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1690699846930357981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1690699846930357981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/09/toddler-snacks-and-lunches.html' title='Toddler snacks and lunches'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryVn8HMHjI/AAAAAAAAAzY/x5vFF-6PAvs/s72-c/cupcake+lunhc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7221361761842304326</id><published>2009-09-24T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:38:33.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Getting my act together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I promise I am still here, and I am still working on these areas of play posts. I have fallen into the trap of being so busy researching that I haven't got to publishing ... but I hope to have some more 'areas' up soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I've been up to is a massive organising binge (I blame &lt;a href="http://planningwithkids.com/"&gt;Nicole!). &lt;/a&gt;Actually, I've been working at it for the last couple of months, but its taken a long time to get real traction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Originally this blog was intended to be an organising and homekeeping blog (hence the title) ... I've always loved tidying and cleaning, and until I fell pregnant with number 2 I was one of the most organized people I know (and one of the most modest right!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, during my second pregnancy things got more and more on top of me, and when my little guy arrived I was totally shell-shocked by the tiredness, and the busy-ness. Fortunately it never got to the point of post-natal-depression but I think it got pretty close ... I suffered from some reasonable severe panic attacks and was lucky to have a supportive holistic doctor who sorted me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, after a couple of months of sorting, de-cluttering, and re-organizing I am now at the stage of feeling really motivated again. I'm back to having a planning notebook full of lists (in five categories!) my wardrobe is in perfect order, even our bathroom cabinets are spick and span. To top it all off hubby made me an organiser for my 'utilty drawer' so I have little cubbies for things like my stapler and holepunch, notepaper, mending kit, string and sellotape  ... it really is a 'good thing' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of all this organising, we have been able to turn our spare room into a playroom (which means the baby may have to stay in the teeny-tiny baby room for ever).  We now have our ' Steiner' open ended toys in the lounge, and Montessori-ish activities in the playroom. We don't have any classical Montessori ... we are more Michael Olaf than Neinhuis, but for us its a great mix. I thought you might like some photos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryLFBoXd7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/NwVv_QGYAbA/s1600-h/lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385332172881622962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryLFBoXd7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/NwVv_QGYAbA/s320/lounge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryMIY35ndI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6w2TAZK8h20/s1600-h/playroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385333330172026322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryMIY35ndI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6w2TAZK8h20/s320/playroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Must go clean a cupboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7221361761842304326?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7221361761842304326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7221361761842304326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7221361761842304326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7221361761842304326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-my-act-together.html' title='Getting my act together'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SryLFBoXd7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/NwVv_QGYAbA/s72-c/lounge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1610469470977366039</id><published>2009-09-11T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:14:01.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Sand Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SqoasRdVr3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/0daNlVIZwsk/s1600-h/sandplayecoworrier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380142052750503794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SqoasRdVr3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/0daNlVIZwsk/s320/sandplayecoworrier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sadlittlegarden.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photocredit:NZEcoWorrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have so much to write about stories and literacy, but I have been desperate to write about sand play since &lt;a href="http://sadlittlegarden.wordpress.com/"&gt;EcoWorrier&lt;/a&gt; sent me this photo, of her son in his pyjamas in the Playcentre sandpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find sand play pretty much everywhere in ECE – Playcentres usually have enormous sandpits, and Waldorf/Steiner kindergartens see sand play as essential. In Montessori pre-schools it will be set up for ‘free play time’ and sand trays are often set up for children to practice writing. And of course, playing at the beach should be part of every childs' summer memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The nature and value of sand play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;em&gt;To very young children the simple delight of rolling in dry sand, pouring it over themselves or burying themselves in it provides an all-over sensory satifsfaction” Gwen Somerset, Vital Play in Early Childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to meet a child who doesn’t love playing with sand, even ‘mess-phobes’ enjoy it (even if the mothers aren’t so keen!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest toddlers love the tactile experience of sand … the feel of it between fingers and toes, the way wet sand drips off their hands, the way it sticks to everything, the way it can be dug to make a hole, or mounded up into a pile, or poured out of a bucket (And yes, they will even try to eat the stuff!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children get older, the sandpit becomes a stage for imaginative play .. so you will see kids making pretend birthday cakes with twig candles, or creating a maze of sand-house villages, or digging trenches for cars to drive through. Other children will see sand as an artistic material for creating intricate sand sculptures and collages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of sand play is immense. As a natural material, sand is an ideal way to learn about hot and cold, wet and dry. It is a first stage of science to see the changes sand goes through from so dry it can easily be sifted, to wet enough to hold its shape, to sopping wet and able to be poured like concrete. Playing with sand develops hand eye co-ordination and fine motor skills ... and it provides great stimulation for imaginative play and artistic creation. They say everything you need to learn can be learned at kindergarten … perhaps in fact it can be learned in the sand pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Setting up for sand play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;em&gt;No back yard is complete without sand and water. When we think of sand, we want to think big, and lots of it’ &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heaven-Earth-Handbook-Parents-Children/dp/0880105666"&gt;Sharifa Oppenheimer, Heaven on Earth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heaven-Earth-Handbook-Parents-Children/dp/0880105666"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sand is a relatively easy thing to set up at home. In New Zealand, you’ll often see the large plastic clam shells filled with sand on the front deck. These are easy to set up - a couple of bags of sand from a landscaping supplies depot and you are done. The downside is that there is nowhere for the water to drain, so they fill up and get gloopy. Also, they are pretty small for more than one child … so they don’t really facilitate the kind of ‘sand work’ that pre-schoolers like to get into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you possibly can, go for ‘big, and lots of it’! You’ll want to make sure its open at the bottom so your kids can ‘dig all the way to China’ … and so the water can drain away keeping the sand fresh. (You’ll also want a good quality cover so the local cats don’t mistake it for a litter box).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sand is not a lot of fun without water, and Oppenheimer suggests the water source is put “&lt;em&gt;far away from the sandbox to encourage plenty of running ... running back and forth, bucket in hand, is full of meaning and purpose for your child as is creating great river systems in the sandbox’&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sand play ‘accessories’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toys for the sandpit are everywhere … any plastic household item is likely to be great. From sad experience, I can say that metal and wood will have a hard life in the sandpit … even our Waldorf/Steiner kindergarten uses plastic materials in the sandpit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some of our favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tupperware containers that have lost their lids, or lids that have lost their containers&lt;br /&gt;- ladles, slotted spoons, salad servers, tongs, scoops, fish slices&lt;br /&gt;- colanders, funnels and steamer baskets&lt;br /&gt;- microwave cooking equipment like those funny egg cookers and muffin trays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- those random accessories that come with food processors, smart grills, blenders etc. I always seem to end up with weird odds and sods from these appliances, and they make great toys!&lt;br /&gt;- tubes and half-tubes of all shapes and sizes – clean drainage pipe is great, but cardboard postage tubes will last at least a few days unless they get dunked in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural resources are great for sand play – so collect up things like leaves, twigs, rocks, shells, pebbles, flax fronds, seed pods, acorns, feathers etc. (these natural materials are wonderful for all sorts of open-ended play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Somerset (grand-matriarch of the Playcentre movement) says that sand play ‘&lt;em&gt;accessories should be of at least three types:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) for filling, measuring, pouring – buckets, containers of graded sizes:&lt;br /&gt;2) for carrying or working as adults – large lorries, trucks of different sizes, wood off cuts, vehicles and small cars for roads etc&lt;br /&gt;3) for shaping, digging tunneling – scoops trowels, shovels paua shells and in addition oddments for decoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extending sand play&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just so many ways to extend sand-play. Those of you involved with Playcentre have probably done most of these … but I thought I would list them here anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up a sandpit ‘volcano’. In a plastic milk container put 1 cup of baking soda, and some food colouring or tempera powder. Pack up the sand around it in a ‘volcano’ with the top of the milk container exposed. Then, when the kids are ready … pour in a cup of white vinegar and watch it bubble over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are enough adults for supervision, set up a mini bonfire in the sand pit. Roast marshmallows or put pre-baked potatoes in foil at the bottom of the fire to get all smoky and delicious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a paddling pool in the sandpit with a sun umbrella for a beach party. Don’t forget to make some pretty drinks with those little umbrellas and floating cherries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinosaur obsessed 4 year olds create a dinosaur excavation. Bury a range of plastic dinosaur toys, and maybe any 'bones' you can find in the sand. I have heard the idea of partly covering the dinosaurs in plaster of paris, letting them set, and then getting the kids to find them and then ‘dig them out’ … I haven’t tried this one myself but would love to hear how it works!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messy play … in a bucket put too much water in some sand and then drip it off your fingers - it looks really freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me what your favourite ideas for sand play are!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1610469470977366039?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1610469470977366039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1610469470977366039' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1610469470977366039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1610469470977366039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/09/sand-play.html' title='Sand Play'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SqoasRdVr3I/AAAAAAAAAxg/0daNlVIZwsk/s72-c/sandplayecoworrier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4193752172496347485</id><published>2009-09-11T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:57:59.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>Another spring story</title><content type='html'>Over at the fabulous Artemis Moon blog , is another spring story '&lt;a href="http://myartemismoon.wordpress.com/2009/09/11/peter-and-the-willow/"&gt;Peter and the &lt;/a&gt;Willow', which I just love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4193752172496347485?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4193752172496347485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4193752172496347485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4193752172496347485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4193752172496347485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-spring-story.html' title='Another spring story'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5856568649795926084</id><published>2009-09-04T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:10:56.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Area of Play 4 – Stories and Literacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377532955327595682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SqDVu0JCBKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sLEIfkXiyDE/s320/lexireading" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photocredit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newlymade.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always been a total book worm – and I know in blogland that puts me in good company. Knowing the immense pleasure that reading gives me, a love of books is right at the top of my list of things to ‘pass on to my kids’. Actually, I think every parent wants their child to develop a love of reading - but it isn’t always easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developing literacy skills is pretty controversial … the spectrum ranges from the &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/teaching-babies-to-read-whos-really.html"&gt;‘teach your 3 month old to read’ &lt;/a&gt;to the unschooling approach where children simply learn to read in their own good time … and there is everything in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I’ve been puzzling over how best to tackle such a huge subject. There is so much I want to write about here. There are huge differences in approach here between Playcentre, Waldorf and Montessori to children’s literacy – in fact I would go as far as to say that this is THE area where the differences are really obvious. It is also an area where I personally disagree with the Waldorf approach, but more about that another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think now is a good time to remind you all that this is a blog – not a textbook – so please see all these thoughts as just my interpretation, and feel free to debate with me in the comments!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377533580372028962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SqDWTMnPLiI/AAAAAAAAAxY/kG1LAkvU5vE/s320/bookcornerrainbowmama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The book corner of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Photocredit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresofarainbowmamamama.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rainbow Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Waldorf/Steiner approach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most controversial aspects of the Waldorf/Steiner approach is not teaching children to read until they are 7, or the &lt;a href="http://anthromama.wordpress.com/2008/06/20/teeth-and-rebirth/"&gt;change of teeth&lt;/a&gt;. This is because, in the Steiner philosophy, children under the age of seven are still developing their physical bodies, and should not have their intellectual capacities called upon. Its not that they can’t learn to read, but Steiner considered that it was actually damaging to teach this to young children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It is quite possible to teach young children reading and writing by rote .. but it is also possible to deaden something in them by doing this, and anything killed during childhood remains dead for the rest of one's life" Rudolf Steiner, Waldorf education and Anthroposophy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People will object that the children then learn to read and write too late. This is said only because it is not known today how harmful it is when children learn to read and write too soon. It is a very bad thing to be able to write early ... A child who cannot write properly at thirteen or fourteen ... is not so hindered for later spiritual development as one who early, at seven or eight years, can already read and write perfectly" Rudolf Steiner, Kingdom of Childhood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a Waldorf/Steiner kindergarten you won’t see many, if any, children’s books. You won’t see charts on the wall with the alphabet and numbers on them. You won’t see children’s names on cards for them to find and put on the attendance board. While mainstream ECE strives to be ‘print rich’, a Waldorf kindergarten is deliberately ‘print poor’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Waldorf kindergartens are very rich in language and story telling. Steiner teachers are trained in therapeutic speech techniques, so you should hear teachers speaking slowly, calmly, with a particular emphasis on the vowels. They will ‘paint pictures’ with their words rather than give directions, so a jacket might be ‘crying on the floor’ rather than ordering a child to ‘pick it up’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A daily story, which will be acted out with handmade puppets, is a key part of the kindergarten curriculum. Usually, the children will be told simple fairy tales – Steiner himself had a real thing for ‘Grimms’ – so for the kindergarten years (4-6 year olds) tales like ‘sweet porridge’ ‘the star child’ and ‘the gingerbread boy’ are common fare. Stories are repeated every day, often for weeks at a time, so that the children can really absorb the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture books are still certainly part of a Waldorf child’s life … I was told by a Steiner Association supervisor that we should ‘surround our children with books’ and that we should read to our children all the time, even when they are teenagers if they will still let us! There are many wonderful children’s books that you will see commonly recommended by Waldorf teachers and parents … I will put up a list in a future post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playcentre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playcentre, being more aligned with modern ECE approaches rather than a particular pedagogy, values and encourages the development of literay skills, but does so from a basis of free play. One of the ‘areas of play’ is the story corner, and literacy as a curriculum area is woven across the entire centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playcentre mama &lt;a href="http://thefloydfiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mary&lt;/a&gt; explained the Playcentre approach to me like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Numeracy and literacy are dealt with holistically in each area of play. We might roll playdough snakes together and count them - 1, 2, 3, 4!. We might fly to the moon on the swings - countdown with me! 10!, 9!, 8! etc. We might ask a child if we can write their name on the top of their painting, saying the letters as we write them. The child might like to write their own name on instead. We might set up the home corner as a print-rich environment - telephone books, shopping list books with sharp, ready-to-use pencils, posters on the wall with labels at child height, drawers labeled. The carpentry area has the tools labeled, has builders' pencils and metal tape for measuring. We might make stop/go signs for the diggers in the sandpit, and build walls with blocks. If the children show an interest in extensions along these lines, the adults can go with the flow. So, you might see all sorts of stuff going on at Playcentre that comes into the numeracy and literacy areas. Is letter and number recognition seen as a good thing? Sure, but so is a child immersed in concentration at the fingerpaint table, or a child who has shown empathy to another. Children showing an interest in learning is a positive thing - and if that so happens to be an excited 2 year old recognising the letter his name starts with, then that's good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our (rather brief) time at Playcentre, I saw the ‘gingerbread’ boy being read from a book, to a bunch of children all huddled in the outdoor boat. After reading it the children went to the ‘kai’ (food) table and decorated gingerbread boys of their own to eat … which I think is a very classic Playcentre story extension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Montessori&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When many people think of Montessori they think of the sandpaper letters and the moveable alphabet … which are very tactile materials that children can use to learn letters. As with all Montessori activities the children are not in any way pressured to use these materials – rather the materials are there whenever the child chooses to discover them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Seldin describes the Montessori approach as the ‘writing road to reading’. Children learn to write, firstly using the sandpaper letters to experience the ‘feel’ of each letter, and later a moveable alphabet to construct words .. a little bit like magnetic letters on the fridge. Rather than being taught the names of the letters, children are taught the sound of the letters … which given our crazy alphabet is probably incredibly sensible. (As an interesting aside in Montessori children are taught only lower case letters in the beginning - in Waldorf they are first taught upper case letters!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was very hard for me to learn how to read. It did not seem logical for the letter "m" to be called "em," and yet with some vowel following it you did not say "ema" but "ma." It was impossible for me to read that way. At last, when I went to the Montessori school, the teacher did not teach me the names of the consonants but their sounds. In this way I could read the first book I found in a dusty chest in thestoreroom of the house. It was tattered and incomplete, but it involved me in so intense a way that Sara's fiancé had a terrifying premonition as he walked by: "Damn! This kid's going to be a writer."&lt;br /&gt;— Gabriel Gárcia Márquez Nobel Prize recipient for literature&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books certainly have a place in a Montessori classroom, and in the daily group time the teacher will read from a book. Books for under 7s are chosen based on their ability to represent ‘reality’ rather than fantasy, so fairy tales are saved until children are older and have a firm understanding of what is real and what is not. Extension activities are set up so the child can do them independently, as with all Montessori activities. &lt;a href="http://spiralmontessorimama.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-went-walking-story-basket.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a beautiful example of a Montessori extension activity – where toddlers can match the animal figures to the pages of the book as they look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, three very different approaches to the literacy question for young children, and not a flashcard amongst them. What all these approaches have in common is that there is no pressure for the young child to learn to read and write before he is ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5856568649795926084?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5856568649795926084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5856568649795926084' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5856568649795926084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5856568649795926084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/09/area-of-play-4-stories-and-literacy.html' title='Area of Play 4 – Stories and Literacy'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SqDVu0JCBKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sLEIfkXiyDE/s72-c/lexireading' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4344552333847560911</id><published>2009-08-31T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:58:25.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>An autumn story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpuJO-FGPOI/AAAAAAAAAug/p7cbPlfVGHs/s1600-h/autumn+story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376041470472371426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpuJO-FGPOI/AAAAAAAAAug/p7cbPlfVGHs/s320/autumn+story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Out of observation of a simple tabletop puppet show, rich impulses &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can grow for the child’s own play'. &lt;a href="http://www.waldorfshop.net/WECAN/stories_songs_play.htm"&gt;Bronja Zahlingen, A Lifetime of Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling stories with 'puppets' is a wonderful part of the Waldorf/Steiner curriculum. The beautiful felted standing puppets really are a work of art. If you have never seen one, they often will perform a 'puppet show' at Waldorf school fairs - and it really is something special. With my black thumb, my one attempt at making a puppet is still languishing in the back of a drawer ... and in the meantime I improvise with some wooden figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of you in the Northern Hemisphere are planning for 'fall' and I thought you might like this 'fall' story. Its the sort of very simple story that is suitable for younger pre-schoolers who are just not ready for fairy tales yet (even the simplest fairy tales are really best left until children are at least 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure where it orginates from but our last playgroup teacher, who was a really gifted storyteller, sent me a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was a beautiful meadow.&lt;br /&gt;In that meadow there was a house.&lt;br /&gt;In the house there lived a family.&lt;br /&gt;There was a Mother, a Father and a little boy.&lt;br /&gt;The family also had a good cow that gave them milk to drink and a sheep that gave them wool to make warm clothes for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the little boy ran out to play in the meadow. It was autumn and the leaves on the trees had turned to lovely shades of red, brown, orange and gold. The little boy walked into the forest singing an autumn song:&lt;br /&gt;“Red and yellow, golden and brown, leaves of autumn come tumbling down”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the little boy heard a sound behind a nearby tree. He crept quietly towards the sound to take a look. He saw a little red squirrel, busy collecting nuts to store in his home for the winter. The little boy decided to help the squirrel, and spent the afternoon searching for nuts and bringing them to the squirrel’s tree. By the end of the day the squirrel’s home was full of nuts, enough to last him and his family all winter! It was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy waved goodbye to the squirrel and began the walk back home. On his way he sang a song about his friend the squirrel:&lt;br /&gt;“Squirrel Nutkin with your coat so brown, quite the loveliest in woodland town.&lt;br /&gt;Two black eyes look out to see, where the sweetest nuts can be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got home he told his mother and father all about his woodland adventure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we don't have a cow puppet, but we do have an apple tree as you will see in the photo, so I change the story to say 'they had an apple tree full of crisp, juicy apples to eat, and a sheep who gave them wool ...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, here in New Zealand we don't actually have squirrels, or any animals that collect nuts for the winter that I know of. Minor detail ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4344552333847560911?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4344552333847560911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4344552333847560911' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4344552333847560911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4344552333847560911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/autumn-story.html' title='An autumn story'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpuJO-FGPOI/AAAAAAAAAug/p7cbPlfVGHs/s72-c/autumn+story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-2909444449877195025</id><published>2009-08-28T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:21:14.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Areas of Play 3 - Messy Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘All kids really want to do is make mud pies’&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy’s mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munchkin is a messy kid. You know the type – face always smeared with food, knots in her hair, mud on her jeans, shoes scuffed beyond recognition. Messy play is her modus operandi … if she can stick her hands in it and smear it everywhere she will! I try not to always run after her wielding a hairbrush and a facewipe, but it’s a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she’d fit in well at Playcentre, where Messy Play is really encouraged. In every Playcentre session you (should) see a messy play station … either finger painting or a close relative to it like gloop or slime. Of course, kids like Munchkin can turn anything into messy play ... clay, playdough, painting, shaving foam with a pile of grass cuttings! Its about getting your hands in and getting .... disgustingly messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, its wonderful. Although some children don’t enjoy getting their hands dirty, most children do. Having ‘messy play’ set up as a specific play area gives children real pemission to get messy, something that kids just don’t get enough opportunity to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpTnudVXqqI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/FmEtxTiBCK8/s1600-h/messyplaywestmum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374175040694102690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpTnudVXqqI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/FmEtxTiBCK8/s320/messyplaywestmum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photocredit:liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messy play as an ‘area’ at Playcentre evolved out of ‘fingerpainting’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Finger painting is a wonderfully clever invention. Really a logical development from the puddling in mud or clay but with the added stimulation of colour, a messy delight which has all the stickiness of mud and is yet quite clean and under control. Because it has the close hand-to-texture quality of mud or clay it seems to invite the creative person to do something with it” Gwen Somerset, Vital Play in Early Childhood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Waldorf/Steiner kindergarten you won’t see a ‘messy play’ table set up, but of course, children get messy wherever they can – so Steiner kids do messy play in the mud, with grass clippings, sand, water … like kids always have done. While I love the natural, organic nature of this kind of messy play, I do think that having it specifically encouraged as happens at Playcentre gives kids a real sense of permission to get messy, and helps parents to understand the importance of this kind of play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Difference textures and consistencies can help children to integrate their sensory experiences. Messy play is creative and offers children the space to imagine and express their feelings and ideas. Its also a fun way to learn difference words, talk about new ideas and can provide hours of fun and discovery. The wonderment, creativity and playfulness is evident in the way in which children are drawn to messy play” Playcentre Journal Spring 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messy Play can be extended in so many ways. It is particularly popular with toddlers, who may find some other areas of play too challenging. Messy play lets children explore their sense of touch – which is an important learning for toddlers - feeling rough, smooth, soft, sticky, foamy, squelchy, warm, cold. This means the challenge is firstly to provide a variety of messy play activities to let children directly experience all these concepts, and secondly to help them find names for these sensations. I’ve found with my nephew it’s great fun to make up words together for these sorts of things … words like shlurpy, crubbled, pongling all came out of messy play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpTnt_U0giI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HX2wl6z5cqI/s1600-h/messyplaykarmiec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374175032638734882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpTnt_U0giI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HX2wl6z5cqI/s320/messyplaykarmiec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photocredit:karmiec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, while sometimes I set up gloop, slime, shaving foam or fingerpainting (and &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/messy-play-recipes.html"&gt;recipes are here&lt;/a&gt;) usually messy play just happens. I have found that keeping a big pile of old bathtowels and teatowels is invaluable, as are longsleeved bibs and waterproof overalls. And of course, there’s always the bath tub! Most importantly though I try to remember that before I know it this phase of my life will be over, my house will be tidy and I will be glad that I really sucked every moment of magic and pleasure out of these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favourite ideas for messy play at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making Concrete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This started after we watched some workmen laying new concrete on the footpath. We take a plastic bucket and a large wooden spoon and stir in various stuff .. sand, flour, leaves, grass clippings, and water of course. Its often never actually ‘laid’ on the grass … its really just making a potion in a bucket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mudpies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said! And yes, its vile-ly messy! But keeping old ice-cream containers and other suitable ‘recyclables’ makes this lots of fun. Shells from the beach are great decoration, and twigs make excellent candles. And you can alway carry your child from outside to the bathtub. (Did I mention adults need messy play clothes too?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soap play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could really be water play or messy play .. but I save ‘soap ends’ and we use those with water. As the soap softens it becomes very gooey (especially natural soaps I have found) and wonderful for messy play. Older kids really seem to enjoy grating bars of soap for the same effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mudslides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t have a sloped area in our section, mores the pity. But anywhere there is a grassy, muddy slope Munchkin sees as an invitation to slide down it, each time getting a little muddier. A pair of waterproof overalls and a warm bath fix this mess up, and its heaps of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baking is probably not intended to be a messy play activity, but it sure is for us. We do a lot of baking and while what we make is usually edible that’s almost an aside. Rubbing in butter (and eating half of it), kneading dough (and eating half of it) breaking in eggs (yes, she’ll even eat raw egg), squishing fruit for cakes … remember the play value is ‘to integrate their sensory experiences’. (In the New Zealand context, its culturally inappropriate to use food products for play, but I think in the context of baking something that will actually be eaten it is considered acceptable. Please correct me if I'm wrong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making Potions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven’t done this yet, but its on my list for when she gets a bit older. I plan to go to a plasticware shop and buy a bunch of droppers and small bottles. I will then fill the small bottles with various things … baking soda, vinegar, food colouring, glitter, cornflour, things from the collage table .. and then set up Munchkin to use the droppers to make ‘concoctions’. I have seen a friend do this with her 4 year olds and it looked fantastic fun … apparently they would spend hours playing at being witches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sawdust and corndust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can put sawdust into ‘slime’ or just mix it with flour and water to make a glue. (make sure you use untreated sawdust) or make sawdust playdough and then dissolving it in water. (old playdough in water is excellent messy pay!) In summer, you can get eaten corn cobs and get the children to grind them together to create a wonderful ‘corndust’ that you can use instead (I got this idea out of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Heaven-Earth-Handbook-Parents-Children/dp/0880105666"&gt;Sharifa Oppenheimer’s wonderful book&lt;/a&gt;). Textures in messy play are great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My last thoughts about messy play are about 'natural' materials. I think its fair to say that an increasing number of parents are concerned about their kids covering themselves in chemicals in the name of play. No-one is about to suggest flash Weleda shaving foam for the kids play (well, maybe you would - leave me a comment!) but it does seem worth thinking about. I'm ashamed to say I have never tried using plant based dyes for painting and playdough, although I know people have had great success with it. &lt;a href="http://gardenmama.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/08/petals-potions-palettes.html"&gt;GardenMama's &lt;/a&gt;approach is inspirational, using petals to create watercolour paints ... definately on my 'to try out' list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, until I master the art of the plant dyes, I try to strike a balance. I keep most of our messy play materials 'natural', as you will see in the ideas I have outlined, and have the paint or food colouring based stuff for special occassions. Something to think about! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-2909444449877195025?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2909444449877195025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=2909444449877195025' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2909444449877195025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2909444449877195025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/messy-play.html' title='Areas of Play 3 - Messy Play'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SpTnudVXqqI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/FmEtxTiBCK8/s72-c/messyplaywestmum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-8982206476991029512</id><published>2009-08-27T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:11:47.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Sleeping Montessori Style ... Floor Beds</title><content type='html'>Just a quick break from my very loooonnnggg posts on the areas of play (I hope to have Messy Play up in the next couple of days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend kindly forwarded me a link to the University of Auckland's early years education journal, which is &lt;a href="http://www.education.auckland.ac.nz/uoa/first-years-content#s2c1"&gt;now available online.&lt;/a&gt; And in it, along with a very interesting &lt;a href="http://www.education.auckland.ac.nz/webdav/site/education/shared/about/research/docs/first%20years/fyv10issue2brownlee.pdf"&gt;article on gun play&lt;/a&gt;, was &lt;a href="http://www.education.auckland.ac.nz/webdav/site/education/shared/about/research/docs/first%20years/fyv10issue2freeman.pdf"&gt;this article about Montessori Floor Beds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an article from the floor bed concept, which I first came across in 'How to raise an amazing child' (could there be a worse name for a book???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munchkin was in a 'floor bed' when we stopped co-sleeping at about 9 months. It meant I could still co-sleep part time, and she slept so well there ... while she never settled in a cot. This article explains the ins and outs of it extremely well, I encourage you to have a read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-8982206476991029512?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8982206476991029512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=8982206476991029512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8982206476991029512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8982206476991029512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleeping-montessori-style-floor-beds.html' title='Sleeping Montessori Style ... Floor Beds'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-763539228574525692</id><published>2009-08-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:32:44.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Areas of Play'/><title type='text'>Family Play Part 2 - Setting up at home</title><content type='html'>"The serious side of life, with all its demands in daily work, is re-enacted in deep earnestness by the child in its play". Rudolf Steiner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family play is such a fundamental part of a child’s life that I couldn't just stop at one post! I really wanted to share some ideas about setting up family play at home, because this will lead into all sorts of other play too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I spend a lot of time at home these days, so our home becomes our kindergarten - and boy, looking around our lounge at 5pm you can sure tell! The cushions could be on the floor having been a makeshift hospital ... the children's chairs have been tipped upside down to make a cafe counter … there is a sheet over the dining table creating a play house with most of my pots and pans inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that setting up play at home isn't actually about lots of resources ... its about allowing the home you have to be a playspace. Tidying up time can be a bit of a mission, but really in the big scheme of things what’s a bit of mess? I believe we give our children a great gift by allowing them to really, really play in their own homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are a 'Waldorf mum' or not, I think the Steiner/Waldorf approach to family play translates extremely well to the home environment. This is because, rather than give our chidren 'formed' toys that they quickly tire of, we provide resources that are limited only by the imagination of our little ones. Here are my picks for the 'essentials' for Waldorf family play at home. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A basket of playsilks or muslin wraps&lt;/strong&gt;. Silk is a beautiful fabric for play, but we all have budgets so baby muslin wraps dyed a variety of colours will do almost as well. I bought a 3 pack of wraps at the supermarket in red, yellow and green ... and they have been the most popular 'toy' I have bought. These wraps get used as wrapping paper for pretend presents, blankets to wrap babies, hide and seek blankets, green grass or blue sea for a story, a sling for a doll baby ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8qjPxTcTI/AAAAAAAAAtY/gxUTtRpbgIc/s1600-h/basket+of+silks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559665493406002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8qjPxTcTI/AAAAAAAAAtY/gxUTtRpbgIc/s320/basket+of+silks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;photocredit:&lt;a href="http://waldorfmama.com/"&gt;waldorfmama.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cane baskets of varying sizes.&lt;/strong&gt; While a doll's cot is really lovely, a basket can be a baby's bed, but can then turn into a car-seat, a boat, tipped upside down to become a mountain. As a toddler, Munchkin loves carrying baskets around filled with heavy things, dumping them out and refilling them for sheer pleasure. Now she is deep in imaginative play they are used in new ways every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unformed 'Waldorf blocks'&lt;/strong&gt;. These are easy to make - get a branch, saw it into different widths, sand them and polish them with olive oil or beeswax. These are wonderful toys - your toddler will build them up and knock them down, or put them into a cane basket and carry it around. In the imaginative eyes of your preschooler these blocks can be anything - a car, a boat, a highchair, a present, a mountain. A 4 year old girl who visits here often always sets them up as a tea party – beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8rJcLz4iI/AAAAAAAAAtg/wohJxSHT0vQ/s1600-h/steiner+blocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560321660838434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8rJcLz4iI/AAAAAAAAAtg/wohJxSHT0vQ/s320/steiner+blocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Small dishes and utensils&lt;/strong&gt;. If money is no object, then there are beautiful wooden sets available for children, and if plastic doesn't bother you there are a myriad of plastic ones available for nix. Often homewares stores and souvenir shops sell small wooden side plates at reasonable prices. We use wooden honey spoons, metal ice-tongs, teaspoons from the kitchen drawer, all sorts of thing! Those of you that manage to find good deals at op shops will find them a treasure trove for this sort of thing. Put them in a basket and see what emerges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Child sized table and chairs. &lt;/strong&gt;These have incredible play value beyond just somewhere to sit. The table can easily become the shop, a chair becomes a doll's highchair or put the chairs together and create an oven. Then turn table upside down to become a boat, or cover the chairs with a playsilk. Of course, like all Steiner mums I dream of owning some &lt;a href="http://www.threesisterstoys.com/p-67-waldorf-playstands-by-little-colorado.aspx"&gt;Waldorf playstands&lt;/a&gt; … I’m working on hubby to build some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baskets of natural materials. &lt;/strong&gt;Think large walnut shells cut in half, wooden pegs, large shells, pinecones, some unspun wool, seedpods, acorns, (watch out for choking risks of course). They are used in so so many ways ... the food in the cafe or the kitchen, coins for the shop, spoons for feeding baby ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A special doll&lt;/strong&gt;. Every child needs a special doll ... even boys who, while they play with dolls quite differently still need to 'play out' what they see in the world around them. I personally love the soft, cuddly warmth of a handmade Waldorf doll, even if they aren’t as practical as a plastic one. But whatever you choose, this doll will become your child's baby. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So-6POF_A4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/sew75q7mWmU/s1600-h/lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372717651120292738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So-6POF_A4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/sew75q7mWmU/s320/lexi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newlymade.blogspot.com/"&gt;photocredit:nova &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dolls pushchair&lt;/strong&gt;. One of the few 'formed' toys that I think every child needs is a decent quality dolls pushchair. I am always struck by how popular these are. Toddlers who are just learning to walk love pushing these around - one very active boy at our Steiner playgroup used to spend almost the whole session pushing one around at great speed. Older boys seem to enjoy them almost as 'indoor wheelbarrows', while girls typically (and I hesitate to sterotype) enjoy pushing their doll babies, with a handbag (read cane basket or tied up playsilk) attached to the handle. You can buy plastic versions very cheaply, but they do tip, and eventually break. A good quality wooden pushchair will outlast all your children, and probably your grandchildren too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly though, we need to give our children something to imitate in their play. I've already mentioned the way that children &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/imitation-and-inner-work.html"&gt;learn through imitation&lt;/a&gt;, and the way that &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/children-at-play-steiner-playcentre-and.html"&gt;Waldorf teachers&lt;/a&gt; carry out 'worthy' tasks during a kindergarten session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, it makes a huge difference what mum is doing. If we are busy on the computer, quickly rushing around with the vacuum cleaner, throwing the washing in the dryer and cooking dinner out of jars, our children don't see a lot they can imitate in play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we purposely slow down, and do just some of our tasks the old fashioned way, we give our children a wonderful source of ideas. This means sweeping the floors, chopping the vegetable, using an egg-beater rather than a food processor, pegging out the washing, kneading bread rather than using a bread maker, washing dishes by hand. I can feel you all rolling your eyes at me, and I'm not suggesting we do all these tasks all the time, but when we do we make our life at home welcoming and inclusive of our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The primary reason so many parents today find it difficult to be with young children is because &lt;strong&gt;modern life doesn’t provide what young children need&lt;/strong&gt; ... The Waldorf teacher models her classroom and activities on the healthy home. You, the parents, have such a home, or at least the possibility of creating one" Rahima Baldwin Dancy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Are Your Child's First Teacher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-763539228574525692?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/763539228574525692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=763539228574525692' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/763539228574525692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/763539228574525692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-play-part-2-setting-up-at-home.html' title='Family Play Part 2 - Setting up at home'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8qjPxTcTI/AAAAAAAAAtY/gxUTtRpbgIc/s72-c/basket+of+silks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7713303109997171392</id><published>2009-08-19T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:12:15.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Make Believe - Family Play</title><content type='html'>When I think of children playing, I think of make believe. Whether it’s playing shop-keeper, or mummy putting baby to bed, or Cowboys and Indians - make believe is a fundamental part of how children explore and understand the world around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both Waldorf/Steiner and Playcentre, make believe play is a huge part of what the children do - it extends across all areas of play as children 'live out' what they see and experience in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two 'areas of play' in Playcentre that specifically encourage and nurture make believe play - Family Play and Fantasy Play. Today I'll look at Family Play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Family Play area of a Playcentre is usually set up in three ways - a doll's area with dolls, cots, clothes and highchairs, a play kitchen set up, and a 'shop' with a pretend cash register and empty boxes of common foods - like cereals, biscuits, flour etc. The dolls are very 'real' - newborn babies with exact features, in hard plastic that allows them to be washed in the water trough, fed playdough, buried in the sand, painted ... and cleaned up again at the end of the session. With my Steiner-tinted glasses on I find them almost aggressively ugly in their hard plastic bodies and polyester hair, but the children love them just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8oWI1bCeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/F-T5D7stt5I/s1600-h/playcentre+doll+in+sling+minty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372557241270077922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8oWI1bCeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/F-T5D7stt5I/s320/playcentre+doll+in+sling+minty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photocredit: Angelina's Mummy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my 'complaints' when we joined Playcentre was the way the dolls were treated - usually just thrown, naked, into a pile in the corner at the end of a session. I was very surprised to read in my Course 1 training that the dolls represent babies in Playcentre, and should be treated with care and love. Clearly the intention is there, but in a busy parent-run Playcentre, taking the time to properly care for these 'babies' just doesn't often happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Waldorf/Steiner kindergarten, Family Play is fundamentally very similar - doll babies are pushed in pushchairs and put to bed imaginary meals are cooked, and purchases are made from shop counters. The materials are quite different - cots are unpainted wood, the teasets are works of art, the blankets are hand-knitted, and there are baskets of 'unformed' materials like shells, pegs and branches which are transformed by the children's imagination into all manner of things ... shells become plates and cups, or money for a shop, pegs are spoons to feed a baby, a small branch becomes a bottle, or a cash register, or a present to wrap in a playsilk and give to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SouqQ5pSVwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ifWQrcG6HxA/s1600-h/teaset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371574187898066690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SouqQ5pSVwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ifWQrcG6HxA/s320/teaset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://waldorfmama.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photocredit: waldorfmama.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family play is particularly nurtured in the Waldorf context by the teachers, who carry out all sorts of real work for the children to imitate and transform in their play ... you will see the teachers grinding flour to make bread, chopping vegetables for the soup, sweeping floors, mending toys. Children see this work, and it gives new life to their play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best known of the Waldorf toys is the Waldorf doll, hand made cloth dolls with deliberately simple features so that the child can imagine the doll to be anyway, or anyone, the child chooses. Dolls are treated with great care, I remember a playgroup teacher saying she actually couldn't sleep knowing that our playgroup dolls had no mattresses in their cots. Dolls are never left unclothed, or in a heap ... if a teacher sees a doll on the floor she will simply pick it up, straighten in out, wrap it in a blanket and put it in a bed. Over time, children imitate this care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371572398308136706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/Souoou5zFwI/AAAAAAAAAso/jJ291Ii389k/s320/doll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo credit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://waldorfmama.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waldorfmama.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to Family Play, the 'odd one out' is Montessori. You won't see play kitchens, or dolls, in a Montessori pre-school. Maria Montessori found that when she provided children with both these 'conventional' playthings and more structured 'work' activities, the children always chose the real work. In addition, the Montessori philosophy tends to stay away from 'make believe' play, encouraging children to be grounded in what is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I really struggle to imagine re-directing children away from this type of make believe play ... but I haven't spent enough time in a Montessori pre-school to have seen this in action. I would certainly be interested in anyone's experience with this. I raised this issue of play with a &lt;a href="http://psmontessori.blogspot.com/"&gt;favourite Montessori blogger &lt;/a&gt;of mine ... and she had this to say (although I encourage you to read the &lt;a href="http://psmontessori.blogspot.com/2009/08/play.html"&gt;whole post&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Montessori doesn't exclude "play", but it also doesn't purposely put it out in the classroom. For example, many early childhood classrooms have an area for "dramatic play", which might include costumes or themed play sets. You won't find these in a Montessori classroom. Montessori believes that children, at the Primary level, should be grounded in reality (before fantasy) in order to best understand the world around them. Under this principal, much of the Practical Life area makes a lot of sense. Why play with a toy kitchen, when you can best understand and experience a kitchen by doing actual work that would be done in a kitchen?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, I think I can just about live with this - that both structured activities and free play can exist, but they are not the same thing. I do struggle with the way that Montessori pre-schools (here in NZ) split 'free play' time and 'Montessori work time' ... I personally love the free-flow of play that happens in Playcentre. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to WaldorfMama for generously letting me use her beautiful photos to illustrate this post. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7713303109997171392?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7713303109997171392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7713303109997171392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7713303109997171392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7713303109997171392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-believe-family-play.html' title='Make Believe - Family Play'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8oWI1bCeI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/F-T5D7stt5I/s72-c/playcentre+doll+in+sling+minty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5822760933091780353</id><published>2009-08-13T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:12:56.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Water Play</title><content type='html'>There is something very special about water for young children. It has an elemental quality that is soothing and entrancing. I love the look of concentration on a toddlers face as they carry bucket of water, fill a bottle from the tap or just splash happily at a water trough. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://redheadeddevilchild.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372564271022578354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8uvUtBmrI/AAAAAAAAAto/3gE4qSz0WDU/s320/devilchildwaterplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://redheadeddevilchild.blogspot.com/"&gt;photocredit:devilchild&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every early childhood centre I have seen has water play set up. Its one of the few activities (along with sand and swings) that I have seen set up pretty much the same way at Montessori, Waldorf and Playcentre. Usually its a water trough that is set up at toddler height, which is great. Some centres are lucky enough to have water that moves - an old fashioned water pump (which I have seen at a Playcentre next to the sandpit) or a water feature set into a hill ... but an ordinary tap works pretty well too. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have a shallow stream running through your centre ... if health and safety regulations would allow it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water play isn't just for the water trough though ... its pretty much everywhere for young children ... pouring a drink, doing the dishes, washing dolls clothes in the laundry tub, washing hands, having a bath, splashing in puddles, collecting rain water, watering the plants, helping Mum and Dad wash the car, at the beach or the swimming pool ... its endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Playcentre there tends to be a lot of 'extension' of water play that involves colouring the water and adding glitter .... or maybe that was just my experience. I'm not sure that's totally necessary - water is amazing enough in its natural state. In the Waldorf context glittery, brightly coloured water is seen as quite harsh on a child's senses. Adding bubbles is great fun though (although you wouldn't see it at Waldorf). What I would say is that adding detergent for bubbles can end up in eyes ... keep the lux flakes for messy play. In the water trough no more tears shampoo is a better idea. Oh, and please keep the water luke warm ... cold water is not great for littlies, especially in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So-u3je6JVI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PDeMbDAuCtg/s1600-h/water+play+fran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372705149917209938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So-u3je6JVI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PDeMbDAuCtg/s320/water+play+fran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photocredit:fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of ways to extend water play beyond the obvious - a few that I have seen work really well are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Put a &lt;strong&gt;large hunk of ice&lt;/strong&gt; in a water trough or large washing bowl. (hardware stores often sell really large washing bowls ideal for home water play) Provide some spatulas or metal spoons to 'chip' away at the ice, and containers of water to pour over the ice as it melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Set up places for children to&lt;strong&gt; create their own streams&lt;/strong&gt; with rocks, grass and perhaps some plastic sheeting underneath. A hose can make this really great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Set up an old fashioned &lt;strong&gt;washing board&lt;/strong&gt; for dolls clothes, complete with scrubbing brushes and soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A fantastic activity I have seen at Playcentre was stringing up old milk bottles on a line for children to &lt;strong&gt;pour water&lt;/strong&gt; into - all ages seemed to really enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Give children large paintbrushes (industrial type ones) and let them &lt;strong&gt;paint with water&lt;/strong&gt; - stones, wooden pailings, concrete paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Older children can help make little &lt;strong&gt;walnut boats&lt;/strong&gt; - take a half walnut shell and use blu-tack or modelling beeswax to insert a toothpick and stick on a sail made from felt or heavy paper. See if they will 'sail' and make wind by blowing on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another activity often suggested for water play is seeing which objects &lt;strong&gt;float or sink.&lt;/strong&gt; Here, the approaches between Steiner, Montessori and Playcentre are all actually fairly similar, and yet distinctive. All three approaches caution against 'over intellectualising', or bringing adult consciousness to it. They differ however in the degree to which they apply this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Steiner/Waldorf, children would discover this for themselves while playing. The kindergartener wouldn't get terribly involved not wanting to alter the natural course of play, nor to bring an adult 'intellect' into the young child's conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Playcentre, children would also discover this while playing. The teacher/parent might then suggest 'I wonder what else might float' or 'hey, look that one is sinking'. Gwen Somerset then suggests giving children a bunch of different objects and asking them to guess what will float/sink and why. She goes on to say&lt;em&gt; 'young children, unde 7, have little understanding of what causes one objecct to float and another to sink, but the objective is not to supply facts, but to keep children wondering about a problem'. Gwen Somerset, Vital Play in Early Childhood. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Montesori, the approach is well outlined &lt;a href="http://www.michaelolaf.net/1CW36earth.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;by Susan Stephenson "&lt;em&gt;One experiment usually found in 3-6 classrooms is called simply "sink and float." For this experiment, we have a tray containing a box of objects, a vinyl mat or small towel to work on, a clear glass bowl, a pitcher for bringing water to fill the bowl, a bucket for taking the water to the sink when the work is finished, and a small cloth for drying everything when the experiment is finished. We show the child how to carefully place one object into the water, and to observe if it sinks or floats. We make one group, on one side of the bowl of those objects which sink and another, on the other side, objects which float. &lt;strong&gt;We do not talk or explain this phenomenon from an adult point of view&lt;/strong&gt;, we give no labels or language, but let the child ponder, and repeat the experiment whenever she is interested. It is not uncommon for the child to carry out the activity, carefully dry everything, repeat and repeat these steps, as a deep and private understanding of the physics principle grows in her. It is only after the child has had some experience that we introduce the terms "sink" and "float" if the child does not know them yet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory aside, how we as parents react to our children will probably have less to do with our chosen pedagogy, and more to do with our own interests, personalities, and of course, habits! I can't think of anything worse than rushing to a textbook everytime Munchkin discovers something new ... but I do find all these different ideas fascinating. I hope you do too!&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love any comments with other ideas for Water Play .. I'm sure we all have days when we desperately need some play inspiration!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5822760933091780353?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5822760933091780353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5822760933091780353' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5822760933091780353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5822760933091780353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/water-play.html' title='Water Play'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/So8uvUtBmrI/AAAAAAAAAto/3gE4qSz0WDU/s72-c/devilchildwaterplay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-2652623309357975790</id><published>2009-08-11T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:13:26.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Children at Play ... Steiner, Playcentre and Montessori</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Play is the road to childhood happiness and adult brilliance' Joseph Chilton Pearce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a Playcentre mum the other day, and we were discussing the ways that children play in different environments. I've been thinking a lot about this, and I thought it might be interesting (well for me anyway) to look at the 16 areas of play that constitutes the basic Playcentre set up, and compare and contrast the differences betweeen Playcentre and Steiner/Waldorf, and also to look at Montessori while I'm at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start with this, I thought it might be helpful to give a little bit of context about the differences between Waldorf, Playcentre and Montessori. These are meant as summaries only, but please feel free to comment if you feel I have missed things out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playcentre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playcentre is marked by a stimulating environment, providing a diverse and rich range of experiences, unlimited free play across all 16 areas of play, and a child initiated curriculum. Early academics are out, its play play play! If a child wanted to do nothing but woodwork all session, every session, she could. The environment is pretty similar to most mainstream kindys, lots of primary colours, children’s art on every wall, recorded music playing and lots of noise and clutter. At Playcentre nationally there is talk about the importance of natural materials, but individual centres differ in how seriously they take this – it tends not to be seen as a top priority. Playcentre teachers are trained parents who take quite a hands on approach in facilitating learning, using a lot of &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/07/worth-musing-over.html"&gt;open ended questions &lt;/a&gt;to extend children’s thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steiner Waldorf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steiner/Waldorf seeks to reduce over-stimulation and to provide a slow and gentle 'awakening' of the young child. The spiritual basis of the Steiner approach influences everything in the kindergarten, although it is more underlying than overt. Waldorf kindergartens provide deep creative play experiences, rather than a diverse range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Waldorf kindergarten there is a strong rhythm, with a balance of free play and collective activities like circle and story time. There is also a weekly rhythm, so rather than all activities being available every day, there is a baking day, a painting day, a modelling day etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of care is taken with the materials used - they will be almost all natural, and colour-wise its wood and soft pastels. The walls will be sparsely decorated - a picture of the Sistine Madonna will probably be the only thing hanging up. The Steiner kindergartener (as the teacher is called) is particularly conscious of being 'worthy of imitation' and will typically move slowly and calmly, singing as she works around the classroom engaged in practical tasks like sewing, baking or craftwork. The kindergartener will try to avoid direct instruction or formal teaching, as this would call on the child's intellect rather than allowing him or her to remain in the dreamlike state of early childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montessori&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montessori is the other approach that I have a lot of time for - although I have less experience here. Montessori sees children as 'little scientists' who go through a series of 'sensitive periods' during which a child is particularly able to learn, for example, music or language or social skills. The Montessori environment is prepared with great care, it is orderly and laid out so that children can access materials independently - everything is child sized and at child height. Children are encouraged to be firmly grounded in reality before being exposed to fantasy. Montessori classrooms are typically very quiet, as children are deeply absorbed in their work. The teacher takes a facilitative role rather than a direct teaching role – he or she prepares the environment, presents the materials, and intervenes if necessary but the focus is on independent learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With over 250 years of experience (The first Montessori school opened in 1909, the first Waldorf school in 1919 and the first Playcentre in the 1930s) between them, these three approaches to early childhood education all have impressive pedigrees. I find there is much to be learned by being flexible and looking at different approaches, rather than just sticking doggedly to the Steiner/Waldorf approach which is the one that I happen to feel most closely connected to. I hope you all find these next few posts useful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links to Areas of Play Posts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/water-play.html"&gt;Water Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-believe-family-play.html"&gt;Family Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-play-part-2-setting-up-at-home.html"&gt;Family Play continued&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/messy-play.html"&gt;Messy Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/09/area-of-play-4-stories-and-literacy.html"&gt;Stories and Literacy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-2652623309357975790?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2652623309357975790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=2652623309357975790' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2652623309357975790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2652623309357975790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/children-at-play-steiner-playcentre-and.html' title='Children at Play ... Steiner, Playcentre and Montessori'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-258048900866355039</id><published>2009-08-09T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:58:51.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>A Winter Story</title><content type='html'>I thought I would share one of our winter stories with you. This one is gorgeous .. and very easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start, take a square of muslin or a flat nappy, and tie a knot at the top, and then two of the other corners into knots as well. If you hold it by the top knot, you'll see you'll have a very basic doll. Then, get a pair of baby booties to use later in the story - these go on the second two knots which become the dolls feet. (does it make sense .. if not I will try to take a photo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was a giant big and bold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whose feet were getting rather cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He came one day into our town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And walked the streets both up down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The giant cried most piteously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My toes are freezing bitterly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Along came a gnome who was old and wise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who offered him some sage advice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He found a piece of pretty stuff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The giant thought it good enough &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He wrapped it round, the pain was eased&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The giant went home, both warm and pleased!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope you like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-258048900866355039?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/258048900866355039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=258048900866355039' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/258048900866355039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/258048900866355039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/winter-story.html' title='A Winter Story'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5358804016092655461</id><published>2009-08-08T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:18:33.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>Imitation and Inner Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our responsibility for a true 'order' needs to extend inwards as well as outwards. Just because all that we do is imitated by children at such a deep level, we are faced with the task of being responsible for all that goes on in the childs surroundings, for our movements and gestures, for our speech but also for our inner feelings, thoughts and impulses which we may try to keep hidden. They are probably not as hidden from small children as we often believe, even if their experience of what is going on in us is not fully conscious ... Gudrun Davy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Journey of a Mother,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifeways - Working with Family Questions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mindful parenting calls on us to be better than we ever thought we could be. What we do shapes our children's worlds ... who we are shapes who they will become. This quote by Gudrun Davy really brought it home to me - if I don't like something my children are doing, I need first to look at what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Waldorf education, imitation is seen as the primary way that young children learn. In Steiner's own words"&lt;em&gt;the little child, up to the age of seven, up to the change of teeth, is essentially imitative. He learns by doing what he sees being done around him. Fundamentally, all activities of the child's early years are imitations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one thing to be aware of the example we give children with practical things - pouring milk with two hands for example, or sweeping the floor. If I am rushing, short tempered, clumsy, not concentrating ... should I be suprised when Munchkin tries to pour the milk one handed and spills it everywhere???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the concept of imitation goes much further - we don't just teach practical skills by imitation, we teach skills of the heart. The way that I might sigh heavily as I hang up the phone, having just learned hubby is coming home late from work. The expression of frustration on my face when a shopkeeper takes too long to scan my groceries. The way I stifle a yawn when listening to a toddlers very confusing explanation of something. The way I get frazzled when the house is a mess, and rush around with gritted teeth cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its not enough just to put on a happy face, or to sing a song as we work, with a light voice but a heavy heart. I heard a mother say that she 'usually tries to fake a good mood' around the children, even when she doesn't feel like it. But, the problem is, children are smart. They will pick up this faking, they will learn from it, they will imitate it. As Gudrun Davy says, what is going on inside us is &lt;em&gt;'probably not as hidden from small children as we often believe'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does this leave us? We are certainly not perfect, none of us are, yet this job of mothering is so impossibly hard, and critically important. Beating ourselves up isn't going to help, unless we want our children to learn that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, it brings me back to the importance of inner work. What do I need to do for myself to make sure I am calm, energised, focussed, happy, content?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course, Steiner had a lot of thoughts on this and gave teachers instructions on inner work. (If anyone has a specific link to this I would love to know!) Steiner stressed that meditation is absolutely the most important thing to do, but it can seem impossible when you are up late rocking a crying newborn, and up early with a fracious toddler. Even so, I find that when I discipline myself to do few minutes of focussed breathing before bed it is easier to stay calm in the chaos of the day. If I can, even just occassionally, provide an example of inner calm to imitate, that must be worth something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that Steiner teachers are encouraged to be in bed by 9.00pm, sensible as we all know what a good night sleep means for both children and parents! The other exercise that Steiner teachers are encouraged to do, is as you go to sleep at night, bring each child into your minds eye and hold them in love and reverence. Give thanks for this child in your life, and see them as the spiritual beings they are. I find (and again, I wish I could say I did this every night) that this helps me to move on from the days frustrations and hurts, and to start the morning anew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5358804016092655461?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5358804016092655461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5358804016092655461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5358804016092655461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5358804016092655461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/imitation-and-inner-work.html' title='Imitation and Inner Work'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5654429055609231907</id><published>2009-08-06T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:59:11.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>A Spring Story</title><content type='html'>Inspired (yet again) by a &lt;a href="http://theparentingpassageway.com/2009/08/04/some-quick-ideas-for-september-for-the-waldorf-kindergarten-crowd/"&gt;post of Carrie's&lt;/a&gt;, and by the glorious weather we have had this week, I have been doing a little bit of planning for spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storytime is something that Munchkin really got into when she was about 2. Before that, we hardly ever stayed at playgroup for storytime, she simply wasn't ready to sit still and listen and I didn't want her affecting the atmosphere of reverence that the teacher tries to create around the story. Now, story time is her favourite part of the morning, and woe betide me if I try to leave early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the first thing that came to mind for spring planning is what our story should be. I tend to do a story for a good month or two, depending on my mood and her enjoyment of it. This is my version of the story our playgroup teacher told last year - I hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Once upon a time there was a beautiful green meadow. In the meadow lived a mother sheep, with her baby lamb. Every day the mother sheep would take her baby lamb out in to the fields where they would feast on the new spring grass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After they had eaten, the mother would rest and Lamb would play with his friend Butterfly. Lamb wore a bell around his neck, that made lovely music as he played.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one day, as they ate the mother noticed that the grass had nearly all gone in the paddock. She did not know where their next meal would come from. While she was sleeping Butterfly took Lamb across a little bridge, all the way to the neighbouring paddock. Lamb and Butterfly played in this field and had a wonderful time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile, the mother sheep woke up and she could not find Lamb. She bleated and bleated, but he did not come. Then she heard his little bell tinkling in the distance. She looked up and saw Butterfly over in the next paddock. Mother sheep ran across the bridge to her lamb, and was so pleased to see all the lovely green grass for them to eat. She thanked Butterfly for showing them the way. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Materials: green silk/muslin for field, felted or knitted sheep, lamb with bell ,butterfly on a string so it can be flown, bark for bridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5654429055609231907?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5654429055609231907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5654429055609231907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5654429055609231907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5654429055609231907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/spring-story.html' title='A Spring Story'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7417958888360854957</id><published>2009-08-01T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:44:58.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Rhythm'/><title type='text'>Circle time songs for full moon days</title><content type='html'>It might not be scientific fact but most parents, teachers, ambulance drivers ... even check-out operators ... swear that the full moon has an effect for the worse on children's behaviour. Children seem to find it harder to settle, they seem rowdier, more aggressive and more tantrum prone. Its been just my luck that on the few occassions that I have led our playgroup circle, its been on a full moon day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just getting everyone to sit down can be impossible on days like this! So, a great suggestion I was given by our old playgroup teacher is to literally 're-form' the space by bringing the children (or child) together and doing a really 'active' circle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active songs and finger plays help children focus their energy, while at the same time bringing everyone in the group into harmony. Finger plays that require a bit of concentration are great for calming things down, and for changing the energy of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start, a little bit of 'follow the leader' - getting a couple of children to come with you while you 'pick up' the other children while singing whatever song you use to start circle. Think 'pied piper' here! I haven't tried it, but a big game of 'ring a rosie' could be a good way to all end up sitting down in a circle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once everyone is together, some of my favourite action songs are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/galoop-went-little-green-frog-last.html"&gt;Galoop went the little green frog last night &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head shoulders knees and toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Row row row your boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little teapot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-finger-one-thumb-keep-moving.html"&gt;One Finger One Thumb Keep Moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/dingle-dangle-scarecrow.html"&gt;Dingle Dangle Scarecrow &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd love to know - what are the favourite full moon day songs and activities at your place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7417958888360854957?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7417958888360854957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7417958888360854957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7417958888360854957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7417958888360854957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/circle-time-songs-for-full-moon-days.html' title='Circle time songs for full moon days'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4507230919504970490</id><published>2009-07-31T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:35:20.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MeMeMe</title><content type='html'>The fabulous Nova tagged me for a MeMe ... which is great fun because don't we all love to write about ourselves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your current obsession?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my baby boy ... he's nearly 5 months old and he's just so squidgy and smiley and delicious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your weirdest obsession?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;storage solutions ... I can spend hours measuring up and shopping around for just the right container! Yet, I never seem to get it perfect ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you wearing today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;long patchwork skirt, red top, orange cardy, pink froggy slippers (is it just me or does that question sound a bit creepy???)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could change 1 thing about yourself, what would you change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my 'black craft thumb' when it comes to anything involving handwork. I had to make a walnut boat at a Steiner mums meeting the other week ... I was mortified!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you eat for your last meal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spicy bean nachos with tonnes of cheese, quacamole and sour cream, with a couple of majitos, followed by lemon tart and really good vanilla icecream, and several cups of decent coffee. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s the last thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a birthday present for a 3 year old friend of Munchkin's&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;oh and some really great cane baskets for the top of the pantry (see question 2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you listening/watching right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listening to hubby watching some violent movie, and my baby feeding at the breast&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The luxury lake spa in Rotorua ... thermal spas, in rocks, right on the lakes edge. With a mojito. And some lemon tart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which language do you want to learn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you love most about where you currently live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love that the weather is pretty much get out-side-able (given appropriate waterproof clothing) 365 days of the year, 24 bours a day. I went for a walk just about every single day of my pregnancy ... and never missed one because of the weather.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf kindergarten pink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many draft posts are sitting on your blogs dashboard?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4! One on storytimes, one on circle time for rainy days, one on protecting babys senses, one on baking bread with children. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing ten years ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling in love with the man who is now my husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe your personal style?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like to think earth mother, but my brother calls it mother hubbard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had $300 now, what would you spend it on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clothes ... clearly if my brother is right I need to!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you going to do after this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go to bed - alone as I think Hubby's still watching that movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your favourite films?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess Bride ... its been a long time since I've seen a movie actually. The last one I saw was about some MIT students who counted cards in Blackjack and took on the casinos - can't remember the name of it but it was really good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What inspires you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ideas. I know its cliched, but its why I love blogging .. I just love new ideas and concepts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you follow a blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your favourite FO and why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's an FO???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your proudest moment?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quitting my job rather than putting Munchkin into care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your biggest weakness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying up late blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tag anyone, but let me know if you do it or have done it so I can pop over and visit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4507230919504970490?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4507230919504970490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4507230919504970490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4507230919504970490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4507230919504970490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/mememe.html' title='MeMeMe'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-917943944436195975</id><published>2009-07-25T02:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:53:10.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><title type='text'>Warmth</title><content type='html'>Why don't parents dress their children properly? I know I sound old-fashioned, but honestly, I nearly bit my lip off trying not to have words with a mother the other day, when I saw two little girls dressed in sleeveless tops at a playground in the middle of winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sunny, sure, but it was FREEZING. Munchkin was in a hat, winter coat and woolen layers top and bottom. I was in my winter coat and cursing having left my hat at home. And here were these little ones running around in barely anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waldorf teachers will all tell you the same thing ... keep your children warm! Young children might not feel the cold, so its our job as mothers to dress them properly. Warm means layers of natural fibres ... think cotton and wool underwear, slippers inside and shoes, hats and jackets outside. (cotton hats inside too for babies ... they are usually practically bald afterall). Children who are warm play better, grow better and behave better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warmth is probably one of the greatest gifts we can give our children. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not only the warmth as love but the physical warmth of their body. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children are developing their bodies especially during the first 7 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;years of their lives. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An infant &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a young child will always feel warm unless they are on the verge of hypothermia because they have an accelerated metabolic rate. If we don't &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;provide them with the layers of cotton and wool to insulate their bodies, then they must use &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some of their potential "growth" energy to heat their bodies. This same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;energy would be better utilized in further developing their brain, heart, liver, lungs etc. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In addition, being cold decreases our immunity. We are all more susceptible to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the germs and viruses that are always around us when we are wet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and cold. When our body has to expend extra energy to keep warm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then less energy is available to "fight" off infections.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Susan R. Johnson MD, &lt;a href="http://www.waldorflibrary.org/Journal_Articles/sjohnsonwarmth.pdf"&gt;The Importance of Warmth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being in the middle of winter here, everywhere I go in Steiner circles this message about keeping children warm is being hammered home. In particular, the teachers stress the importance of keeping feet and heads warm ... this means woolen socks and woolen hats. Also long singlets or bodysuits so tummies and backs are kept covered ... gosh I sound like my grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how hard it is to get, and keep, warm clothes on young children. I'm the first to admit I haven't always been perfect at this myself. But, as mothers we manage to keep our children from running on the road, climbing on wobbling bookshelves, eating lollies all day ... in other words we manage to enforce the limits we really believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our house, getting Munchkin to wear slippers is a constant battle. But, with wooden floors wearing them is non-negotiable. We are making some progress, but honestly I think she is the kind of child who would prefer to go barefoot all winter. What I have had some success with is this - when the slippers come off, mum won't do anything until they are back on ... its kind of like playing that game statues where everyone freezes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend of mine manages to keep her girls in sunhats outside all summer ...a task many have said is impossible (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;including me at one time!). &lt;/span&gt;Her approach is simply this ... if the hat comes off the child goes inside until the hat comes back on. I heard someone else comment how 'hardline' she is ... but its about keeping your child safe and healthy ... these things are really worth insisting on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna Simmons relates her experience getting her boys to wear hats &lt;a href="http://christopherushomeschool.typepad.com/blog/2007/05/lets_hear_it_fo.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ... I found this post quite motivational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear other mums stories about winning the warmth battle ... let me know how you do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-917943944436195975?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/917943944436195975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=917943944436195975' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/917943944436195975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/917943944436195975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/warmth.html' title='Warmth'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1763055741142063707</id><published>2009-07-23T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:59:34.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>A Matariki Story</title><content type='html'>Matariki is the Maori New Year, which has had something of a renaissance in New Zealand over the last few years. Matariki is the Maori name for the Pleiades - the cluster of stars visible around mid-winter here. Matariki celebrations go on for about a month here - from mid June to mid July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The yearly reappearance of Matariki signifies a time to prepare, to share ideas, to&lt;br /&gt;remember the past and celebrate the future. Matariki can be a time of change,&lt;br /&gt;and growth. During Matariki we acknowledge what we have and what we have to&lt;br /&gt;give. Matariki celebrates the diversity of life. It's a celebration of culture, language,&lt;br /&gt;spirit and people, of our past, present and looking to the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Christchurch City Libraries &lt;a href="http://christchurchcitylibraries.com/Education/MataurangaMaori/MatarikiTeacherResourcePack.pdf"&gt;Matariki Resource Pack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sybolically I think its a wonderful festival to observe, especially in the southern hemisphere where winter drags on devoid of the celebrations of Christmas and the Christian New Year. My grand plan for this year was to tell a Matariki story to Munchkin for story time, but alas, I never quite got there (life with a second baby is really lowering my standards!) However, I wanted to share it with you, and I wanted to make sure I know where to find it next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is &lt;strong&gt;"The Seven Star Fishes"&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'One day a mother fish said to her little fishes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Now listen carefully, dear children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be sure you keep close in to the rocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not venture out ito the open sea, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today Tataraimaka goes fishing"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tataraimaka was a gian who fished with an enormous black net. His black net made magic and has been woven from flax. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On this day however the sea was smooth, the sun was at its brightest. Rainbow colours danced about the little fishes as they played their games. They were having so much fun they forgot their mothers words. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without warning disaster struck. The big black net of Tataraimaka hit the water and all seven fishes were caught. They cried, making the sea salty with their tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tane the God of light heard their cries and felt sorry for them. He took away Tataraimaka's net and hauled it up into the high heavens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There the seven little fishes were turned into stars. You can see them right now in the evening above the horizon. Six of the star have names - they are Toheti, Toheta, Tupuanuku, Tupuarangi, Ururangi and Waipuna-a-rangi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one star remains nameless. It has been left for all the children of the world. Just before going to bed, you may put your name on this star, and in this way you will be among friends as you sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is to create this as a puppet story - with a blue muslin and eight cardboard or felt fishes (a big one for the mummy and seven littler ones) and then have a black sheet (I think I have an old black valance I could cut up) for the net/sky, with stars on one side. Easy ... really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I saw &lt;a href="http://www.wheelers.co.nz/books/9780143010180-matariki-the-maori-new-year/"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt; at the local library - must remember to get it for ideas for next year. At our Steiner school they incorporate some Matariki celebrations as part of the lantern walk for St Johns Tides (yep, if you are from the Northern Hemisphere its mighty confusing!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did anyone reading do anything for Matariki this year ? If so please leave a comment - I'd love to hear about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1763055741142063707?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1763055741142063707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1763055741142063707' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1763055741142063707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1763055741142063707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/matariki-story.html' title='A Matariki Story'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6700796564982170160</id><published>2009-07-16T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:54:31.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>More than suburban neurosis</title><content type='html'>There seems to be something of an epidemic of postnatal anxiety or depression. I have counted eleven of my mummy friends have been on medication of some kind for these conditions. Eleven that I know of ... of course there are probably even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is going on? It seems that the acceptable solution to life with young children, to the hormonal madness, the physical exhaustion, the emotional toll ... is firstly to medicate the pain away and then, so very often, to put the children in daycare so the mothers can have a break. And, somehow, this is acceptable???? This is coping ???? Rather than look at real solutions we just pop a pill, write a cheque and get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the circle of women that I know, it seems that the second child is when women are more likely to suffer, and that was certainly the case for me. Having a second child was huge ... I have never experienced such deep exhaustion. And yet, there is just never a break, as soon as Gidget was born I was 'needed' back at home, I had to carry on. Husbands and grandmothers have to work, the house doesn't run itself, someone has to look after the toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did it become a badge of honour for a new mother to 'bounce back' immediately after birth? Why do we say to each other 'gosh you are doing well' when we see mothers of newborn babies out in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Waldorf approach, the first six weeks of a babys life are seen as a particularly sacred time. In these first forty days, the child's connection to the spirit world is still wide open. Ideally the mother and baby would be left largely alone for this time, and the newborn wouldn't be exposed to any bright lights, extremes of temperature or loud noises. Steiner isn't the only person to suggest this, its the norm in many tribal cultures and has been that way historically. This first six weeks isn't just critically important for the baby either, its vital for the mothers healing and for her ability to cope with the challenging times ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder ... if the first six weeks were honoured and protected as a time for mother and baby to be nurtured and protected, would mothers be less likely to suffer these mental and emotional problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothering young children is very very very hard work. Mothering a newborn baby is all-consuming, and mothers and young babies need and deserve more support. By support, I mean more practical support, not more encouragment to visit the GP for a prescription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What support looks like will depend on you .. but it might be longer stays at decent birthcare places. It might look like paid paternity leave for six weeks for fathers, to allow them to be at home. Having someone come to clean the house, ideally a couple of times a week. Grandparents and aunties taking over the laundry. Friends setting up a meal roster. Even doing online grocery shopping makes a massive difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, the support we need is encouragement, and in fact expectation that new mothers and their babies will spend the first 40 days resting at home. The real badge of honour should be 'I wore pyjamas for six weeks'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6700796564982170160?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6700796564982170160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6700796564982170160' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6700796564982170160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6700796564982170160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-than-suburban-neurosis.html' title='More than suburban neurosis'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-8197335040633079107</id><published>2009-07-15T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:24:56.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Rhythm'/><title type='text'>Rhythm 101</title><content type='html'>Rhythm is a term you will hear a lot in Waldorf, and for me it was a hard one to get my head around ... perhaps because I saw it as related to routine, structure, and timetables. As I have worked with the concept, I have come to see it more in terms of harmony, nature and flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the wonder of these rhythms is that they are 'precise' without being 'exact' like a mechanical clock. our breathing and heart rates change, our digestion and sleep rhythms can adapt. Like music, there can be speeding up and slowing down, different parts can move more quickly or more slowly, but the whole is harmoniously integrated'.&lt;br /&gt;John Davy, "Living in Real Time" Lifeways - Working with Family Question&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for life with children to be a 'harmoniously integrated' whole. With two childen I have found that life often feels tacycardic rather than rhythmical ... ... the baby won't stop screaming, five nappies need changing in an hour, the toddler has covered herslef in water and has now emptied the rice container over the floor .... and its still only 7.15am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find it helpful to think of rhythms in nature. Night follows day, summer follows spring, sometimes it rains and sometimes it shines. Establishing this strong rhythmical feeling at home is so important, and yet so challenging. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I have achieved any success in establishing rhythm, it is from slowing down, doing less. I think the mantra for parents with young children should be 'less is more'. Steiner kindergartens are often described as having a 'timeless' quality ... somehow there is never chaos there perhaps because there is never a rush. There is always plenty of time to do what needs to be done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For us, the cornerstone of a strong rhythm is a strong routine. Not rushing through the day ... just doing the same things in the same way, day in and day out. Wake up time with a cuddle in the dim light ... our daughter is a hyped-up chatterbox first thing, but a long cuddle seems to ground her so that she is ready for the day. Mealtimes are timely, calm, and eaten at the table not 'on the run'. Tidying up happens automatically, I try to sing or hum as I go. Outings yes ... but home in time for lunch. In the evenings its bath, dinner, story, teeth and bed ... same way every night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This routine is filled with rituals ... songs that are sung, candles that are lit, stories that are told, cups that are used ... little things that matter so much to young children. We strive for a balance of 'in breaths' and 'out breaths' ... quieter, calmer times to balance the massive energy, action and noise of a toddler. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we are out of tune with our rhythm, we all suffer. Mum gets stressed, Dad gets grumpy, Munchkin throws tantrums and Gidget gets colicky ... and downwards we go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some wonderful resources around about rhythm ... two of the best I have found online are &lt;a href="http://www.waldorfinthehome.org/2006/04/rhythms_and_routines.html"&gt;this article &lt;/a&gt;and particularly the comments by Rahima Baldwin Dancy, and this &lt;a href="http://theparentingpassageway.com/2009/04/15/but-when-i-stay-homeeverything-falls-apart/"&gt;article at The Parenting Passageway&lt;/a&gt;, which is one of my all time favourites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-8197335040633079107?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8197335040633079107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=8197335040633079107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8197335040633079107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8197335040633079107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/rhythm-101.html' title='Rhythm 101'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4964041570621111260</id><published>2009-07-09T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:21:50.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Rhythm'/><title type='text'>A Steiner mama is a singing mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing can change the world; for when we sing, we change ourselves. We, the citizens of the world, are in great need of joy and peace, calmness and exuberance. When we sing we can create all of these moods and thereby shift and balance our breathing and blood circulation. Through singing we can create a sense of health and well being, which leads to a calming of the brain waves, a vitalizing of our organs, and the enlivining of our endocrine system. In addition to these health giving benefits for oneself and the whole community, it is just plain fun!  Mary Thienes-Schunemann, Lavender's Blue Dilly Dilly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing is a really important part of the Steiner/Waldorf approach to little ones. In a Steiner environment, rather than 'directing' children, they are led by the rhythm of the day. Just was one doesn't resist that summer follows spring, children who are strongly imbedded in a rhythm won't resist that handwashing follows coming home, or that bed comes after teeth-cleaning . So often songs indicate what is happening, which is much softer and less 'directive' than a spoken instruction. &lt;a href="http://theparentingpassageway.com/2008/11/01/take-my-three-day-challenge/"&gt;Carrie explains this really well here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, what songs do you sing during the day as part of your rhythm? We seem to have quite a collection here. I have to confess that I am a LOUSY singer ... I was actually asked to leave a school choir - so poor is my singing voice. For me, practice might not make perfect but I hope for passable. Munchkin and Gidget both love me singing however out of tune I might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I think I'm very lucky to have attended a wonderful Steiner playgroup for the last eighteen months, which is where most of our home rhythm comes from. By the time she was two, Munchkin was asking for these songs. I'm not sure I would have convinced Hubby or my in laws to sing a blessing ... but Munchkin holds out her hands and says 'blessings!' with such conviction and concern that no-one would dare say no. I really admire Waldorf home-schoolers who have to work this stuff out on their own ... it must take a huge strength to do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our morning song is a bit of a well known Waldorf classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning has come Night is away&lt;br /&gt;Rise with the sun … and welcome the day.&lt;br /&gt;Good morning dear earth, Good morning dear sun&lt;br /&gt;Good morning dear stones, and flowers everyone&lt;br /&gt;Good morning dear bees, and the birds in the trees &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to you, and good morning to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story time we begin by singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother of the fairy tale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me to your shining vale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To mountains high, and valleys deep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where fairies fly and goblins creep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now let us hear your fairy tale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At meal times we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessings on the blossoms,&lt;br /&gt;Blessings on the fruit,&lt;br /&gt;Blessings on the leaves and stems andblessings on the ro--oo--ot.&lt;br /&gt;Spoken: Blessings on this meal, Manaki Ene Kai and Peace on Earth”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner time we up the ante with a candle before blessings, our candle lighting song is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fire fairy come to us, fire fairy come to us, and the fire fairy comes, bringing golden light from the sun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know we are not the only ones to make liberal use of the tune to 'Here we go round the Mulberry Bush' - this is the way we wash our hands/clean our teeth/put on our clothes ... etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should look up that old choir teacher!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4964041570621111260?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4964041570621111260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4964041570621111260' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4964041570621111260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4964041570621111260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/steiner-mama-is-singing-mama.html' title='A Steiner mama is a singing mama'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5600410756162675625</id><published>2009-07-08T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:46:05.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>Why I love Steiner .. and why I love blogging</title><content type='html'>Really, I'm back this time. We had our baby boy in March, and now that he is four months old the fog is lifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have been away from blogland, I have been getting deeper and deeper into Steiner/Waldorf. Our brief foray into Playcentre lasted a whole six weeks, and sent me scurrying back to the pink bubble of our local Steiner playgroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying in meditation teachings that  'every day life is the practice', meaning that we can be great meditators when we are on retreat, but its the humdrum, repetitive life that really challenges us. Staying in the moment, keeping that same sense of calm that one has in meditation ... well that is our true work isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more is this the case than in parenting young children. It is sacred work, often referred to as the most important job we will ever do, but its hard, often boring, and challenges us more than we can possibly imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the Steiner/Waldorf approach has changed the experience of being at home with young children in every way. It can lift everyday life into something magical, something special.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we see 'stay at home' mums who are really 'stay at playgroup or stay at cafe' mums, and massive pressure to put children into daycare younger and younger to ensure they are stimulated and socialised. Yet, young children desperately need a strong and healthy homelife. Being carted around here there and everywhere is not great for little kiddies, and everywhere we see the results of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Steiner/Waldorf approach challenges many of the sacred cows of modern parenting. Less is more ... less stimulation, less activity, less talking, less toys, less media,  less pressure. Lots of time to just be, be at home with mum, to be a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm desperate to get back to some writing and ranting about all this stuff ... and thank you everyone who emailed me asking how and where I was while I was away ... I missed you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5600410756162675625?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5600410756162675625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5600410756162675625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5600410756162675625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5600410756162675625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-i-love-steiner-and-why-i-love.html' title='Why I love Steiner .. and why I love blogging'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-9131902574259661285</id><published>2008-10-07T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:27:14.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back ... sort of</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone who sent messages wondering why I had dropped off the face of the earth lately! Well, the rather exciting discovery that we are expecting baby number 2 in March 09 was followed by all the not so nice parts of prenancy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy doesn't suit me - rather than a pregnant glow I develop a pregnant palour, spending most of my time being violently ill and the rest so tired I can barely move! Actually, it hasn't been quite as bad this time as it was with Munchkin, but I have found that I'm just not myself these days ... and definately not Domestically Blissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't bring myself to keep this blog going at the moment, my deep passion for social causes and the world at large had been replaced by a shameful raging apathy. It takes energy to have principles and passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do love to write, and I love the blogging community, so I will start a new blog at Playingallday.blogspot.com. I want to record some of the fun play stuff we do around here, and how wonderful life is with a 2 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-9131902574259661285?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/9131902574259661285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=9131902574259661285' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/9131902574259661285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/9131902574259661285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;m back ... sort of'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3564729528314165369</id><published>2008-08-24T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:21:52.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Messy Play Recipes</title><content type='html'>Here are my favourite messy play recipes, from my Playcentre days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finger painting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Finger painting is a touching, feeling, colour experience. What children need to get finger-paint basics is finger-paint which feels good and looks good. The secret to getting it feeling good is in the making and the stirring. The secret to getting it looking good is tempera powder. Tempera gives it the strong opaque colour which is ideal for expermenting with colour mixing, tints and shades. The tempera colours you need are a cool red, a cool blue, lemon yellow and white" Pennie Brownlee, Magic Places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1 cups corn flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup cold water&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp lux soap flakes&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp tempera powder&lt;br /&gt;Boiling water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into a large bowl put corn flour and water, whisk it until all the corn flour is combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While stirring the corn flour and cold water mixture, add the boiling water (try 1/4 cup at first) very quickly and stop when the mixture 'grabs' (this is quite cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir thoroughly until the mixture is smooth, thick and translucent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually stir in up soap flake and mix until the mixture goes white. If it is still too thick add a little water, stirring constantly until the finger-paint is smooth and creamy. Add in the tempera powder and stir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will keep for up to a week in an airtight container in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a plastic mixing bowl place equal quantities of lux flakes and boiling water. Stir well, and then when its a little cooler, get the kids to help you beat it with a handmixer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gloop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add just enough water to 1 cup of cornflour to form a thick paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to use natural colours from plants, &lt;a href="http://www.pioneerthinking.com/naturaldyes.html"&gt;check this out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3564729528314165369?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3564729528314165369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3564729528314165369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3564729528314165369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3564729528314165369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/messy-play-recipes.html' title='Messy Play Recipes'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5719419417652567340</id><published>2008-08-06T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:59:56.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>The Easter Hare - A German Legend</title><content type='html'>At Easter this year I had heard there was an Easter folk story about the Easter Hare - but I struggled to find it. Finally I was given this one ... I'm not sure where it comes from but its lovely for pre-schoolers for whom, I think, the real Easter story is far too much to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A long time ago, there was a village where the people were very poor. One Easter the mothers had no money to buy their children the sweets they usually gave them on Easter Sunday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mothers knew the children would be very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;'What shall we do' they asked each other.&lt;br /&gt;'Well, we have plenty of eggs' said one.&lt;br /&gt;' But the children are tired of eggs' said another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the mothers had an idea, and by dinner-time all the mothers in the village knew about it, but not a single child. Early in the morning, the mothers went into the woods with little baskets. You could not see what was in the baskets, as they were covered with coloured cloths. When the mothers returned home, the cloths were tied about their head like scarves and the baskets were filled with flowers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'My mother went to pick flowers for Easter this morning' said one child, as they all walked together. 'So did mine' said another. 'And mine too' said all the others and laughed for they were happy and it was Easter Sunday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When they came out of church, the children were told to go and play in the woods before dinner. Off they ran, laughing and talking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls and boys picked flowers and climbed trees when someone shouted 'Look what I've found'.&lt;br /&gt;'A RED egg'.&lt;br /&gt;'I've found a BLUE one'.&lt;br /&gt;''Here's a nestful, they are all different colours'.&lt;br /&gt;They ran about searching for eggs and filling their pockets and hats.&lt;br /&gt;'What kind of eggs are they?' they asked each other.&lt;br /&gt;'They're too big for wild birds' eggs.'&lt;br /&gt;'They're the same size as hens' eggs'.&lt;br /&gt;'But hens don't lay eggs in bright colour'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just then a hare ran out from behind a bush.&lt;br /&gt;'They're hares' eggs,' cried the children. 'The hare laid the eggs! Hurray for the Easter Hare.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5719419417652567340?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5719419417652567340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5719419417652567340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5719419417652567340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5719419417652567340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/easter-hare-german-legend.html' title='The Easter Hare - A German Legend'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6518022629044535225</id><published>2008-08-01T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:55:44.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>Five little leaves</title><content type='html'>Five little leaves so bright and gay, (hold up five fingers)&lt;br /&gt;Were dancing about on a tree one day&lt;br /&gt;The wind came blowing through the town (everyone blow loudly)&lt;br /&gt;And one little leaf came fluttering down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four little leaves so bright and gay.... (repeat poem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little leaf so bright and gay&lt;br /&gt;Was dancing around on the tree one day,&lt;br /&gt;The wind came blowing through the town&lt;br /&gt;And the last little leaf came fluttering down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6518022629044535225?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6518022629044535225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6518022629044535225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6518022629044535225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6518022629044535225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/five-little-leaves.html' title='Five little leaves'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3002440834999431267</id><published>2008-08-01T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:56:02.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not sure where this song comes from, I've seen it in quite a few books and blogs around the place! If anyone knows who should be credited please let me know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning has come &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Night is away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rise with the sun … and welcome the day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good morning dear earth, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good morning dear sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good morning dear stones, and the flowers everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good morning dear bees, and the birds in the trees &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good morning to you, and good morning to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3002440834999431267?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3002440834999431267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3002440834999431267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3002440834999431267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3002440834999431267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-sure-where-this-song-comes-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3328292479065082326</id><published>2008-08-01T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:56:45.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>Dingle Dangle Scarecrow</title><content type='html'>The actions to this one are pretty obvious - but in case you've never done it - crouch down for each verse, then jump up and be a flippy floppy shaking scarecrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the cows were sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And the sun had gone to bed&lt;br /&gt;Up jumped the scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;And this is what he said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dingle, dangle scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;With a flippy floppy hat&lt;br /&gt;I can shake my hands like this&lt;br /&gt;And shake my feet like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the hens were roosting&lt;br /&gt;And the moon behind the cloud&lt;br /&gt;Up jumped the scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;And shouted very loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dingle, dangle scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;With a flippy floppy hat&lt;br /&gt;I can shake my hands like this&lt;br /&gt;And shake my feet like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dogs were in the kennels&lt;br /&gt;And the doves were in the loft&lt;br /&gt;Up jumped the scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;And whispered very soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dingle, dangle scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;With a flippy floppy hat&lt;br /&gt;I can shake my hands like this&lt;br /&gt;And shake my feet like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3328292479065082326?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3328292479065082326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3328292479065082326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3328292479065082326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3328292479065082326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/dingle-dangle-scarecrow.html' title='Dingle Dangle Scarecrow'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5729645300700918669</id><published>2008-08-01T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:57:03.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>Galoop went the little green frog last night</title><content type='html'>This song never fails to entertain kids of all ages. There are lots of different versions, this one is what we sing at our playgroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For actions, either sit the child on your lap and lift them up high at each galoop, or for older heffalumps get them to 'galoop' themselves like little green frogs. Gloop Gloop Gloop can be done with the hands in a fast opening motion (like in open shut them), and lah de dah can be hands from side to side (think wipers on the bus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galoop went the little green frog last night&lt;br /&gt;Galoop went the little green frog&lt;br /&gt;Galoop went the little green frog last night&lt;br /&gt;And his eyes went gloop gloop gloop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all know frogs go la-de-dah-de-dah la-de-dah-de-dah,&lt;br /&gt;And we all know frogs go la-de-dah-de-dah&lt;br /&gt;And their eyes go gloop gloop gloop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5729645300700918669?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5729645300700918669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5729645300700918669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5729645300700918669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5729645300700918669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/08/galoop-went-little-green-frog-last.html' title='Galoop went the little green frog last night'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4303787541654213207</id><published>2008-08-01T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:57:36.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs and Stories'/><title type='text'>One Finger One Thumb Keep Moving</title><content type='html'>This is a great song for 'shaking your sillies out' ... we sing it once slow and then once fast!&lt;br /&gt;(The actions should be pretty obvious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb keep moving&lt;br /&gt;We'll all be merry and bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm keep moving&lt;br /&gt;We'll all be merry and bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg keep moving&lt;br /&gt;We'll all be merry and bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, one nod of the head keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, one nod of the head keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, one nod of the head keep moving&lt;br /&gt;We'll all be merry and bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, one nod of the head, stand up, sit down keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, one nod of the head, stand up, sit down keep moving&lt;br /&gt;One finger, one thumb, one arm, one leg, one nod of the head, stand up, sit down keep moving&lt;br /&gt;We'll all be merry and bright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4303787541654213207?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4303787541654213207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4303787541654213207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4303787541654213207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4303787541654213207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-finger-one-thumb-keep-moving.html' title='One Finger One Thumb Keep Moving'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7537251028340180648</id><published>2008-07-23T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T02:25:29.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>The Procrastination Game</title><content type='html'>We've been an infectious lot around here for the last week and a half. With a nasty 'flu (I hate to use the term flu lightly, but this is doctor diagnosed 'flu!!!) and conjunctivitus - things have been somewhat chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upside of all this illness is that its made me realise how vitally important 'systems' are to running a house - and how quickly things turn to custard when the systems fly out the window. So because we were sick I didn't do a menu plan, I just shoppped on the fly. Result - we ate all sorts of unusual meals because I didn't have the right ingredients, I had to do an emergency trip to the shops for more yoghurt, and I through out a whole shopping back of unused fruit and veggies yesterday. The waste ... the shame ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's email from &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net/"&gt;Flylady&lt;/a&gt; seemed particularly apt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One of the worst places of procrastination has to do with preparingmeals--not taking food from the freezer, not making a shopping list,not having a prepared pantry. All these "nots", make for mealtimemayhem--a place we don't want to go.Let's face it: we all have our own dinner table fantasies. A lovelydinner served on a lovely table while fresh scrubbed, happy-facedchildren compliment their mother on the wonderful, home-cooked mealand dad is home on time to take part. How much of this is reality?Probably not much. Kids have soccer, mom has a job and everyone isgoing in a million different directions. Even though there are certain parts of that fantasy we can't make happen, there are certain parts we can make happen"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/category/menu-planning/"&gt;started blogging&lt;/a&gt; I was pretty religious about Menu Planning Monday - and it worked really well for me. I fell off the MPM bandwagon though because honestly, who wants to know what I'm having for dinner every night? And, the perfectionist in me says that if I'm going to do Menu Planning Monday I should be as organized as&lt;a href="http://planningwithkids.com/category/menu-planning/"&gt; Planning Queen&lt;/a&gt; who posts recipes files and shopping lists each week! ButI  firmly believe that public accountability gets results - so here is what we are having for dinner for the rest of this week ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic beef and garlic sausages, home made potato and kumara wedges, carrot and parsnip ribbons, broccoli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steak sandwiches with salad greens, tomatoes, caramelised onions ... and more home made wedges. I have lot of great agria potatoes to use up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti bolognaise, with leftover salad from Thursday. And something yummy for dessert ... maybe a lemon cake as I have lots of lemons to use up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents to the rescue with some 'meals on wheels'. My Dad's wife is something of a gourmet legend so its going to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leftover pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you asking what leftover pie is .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leftover pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3 medium potatoes, peeled, cubed and par-boiled&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;3 sausages, or other left over meat, diced&lt;br /&gt;cubes of fetta, or other left over cheese, diced&lt;br /&gt;red or yellow peppers, cherry tomatoes, or other suitable veggies&lt;br /&gt;Pan fry the potatoes. Add them to the beaten eggs along with the ‘leftovers’ and return to the fry pan. Cook on each side until well cooked. Great hot or cold, serve with lots of relish and some salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7537251028340180648?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7537251028340180648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7537251028340180648' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7537251028340180648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7537251028340180648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/07/procrastination-game.html' title='The Procrastination Game'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-8372432540778415491</id><published>2008-07-09T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:22:24.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Worth musing over</title><content type='html'>I love these excerpts from ‘The Playcentre Way’ which is an old (1980?) book by Alisa Densem, and thought I'd share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Children can be exposed to an enormous number of concepts simply with a word, a question, or a sensitive comment. Such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me about …?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about ….?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me more.&lt;br /&gt;How do you explain that?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what would happen if?&lt;br /&gt;How can we do?&lt;br /&gt;Could we build this with this?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if – Lets’ find out.&lt;br /&gt;How does is feel?&lt;br /&gt;Shall we try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make necessary limits. Children accept limits from people who genuinely care for them. It takes time to build up trust. Every adult is responsible for not permitting a child to act in undesirable ways such as hurting others, or taking things from others, or being destructive. It is unwise to disregard unacceptable behaviour, such as hitting another child, in the hope that the situation will right itself. WE help the aggressor in the long run by stopping his behaviour on the stop where it occurs in a matter-of-fact way. We can say "no" so that he child knows we mean it, without resorting to physical punishments ourselves. We may take away the stick he has used to hit with, or the toy he has misused. He may protest, he may resist, he may be angry with us. He has the right to &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; any way he wishes, but he doesn’t not have the right to&lt;em&gt; act&lt;/em&gt; in any way he wishes. We are helping him to learn the difference between the inner world of feelings, where behaviour must be limited and controlled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-8372432540778415491?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8372432540778415491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=8372432540778415491' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8372432540778415491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8372432540778415491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/07/worth-musing-over.html' title='Worth musing over'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3229448219403865730</id><published>2008-07-08T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:30:11.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>H is for ...</title><content type='html'>Hypocrite! I must confess dear readers that I have bought something that is neither made from natural fibres, and is definately made in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Munchkin a &lt;a href="http://www.kathmandu.co.nz/"&gt;Kathmandu&lt;/a&gt; polar fleece hoodie. They are pretty much the Kiwi kids uniform you see - lightweight, very warm, easy to wash and quick to dry. I was frustrated at the wear and tear on her beautiful woollen jumpers, and how bundled up she need to be to stay warm outside. It was cold, Kathmandu is close to my house, they were having their big 'sale' (no one buys Kathmandu at full price!) and well, I succumbed to consumer tempation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure whether Kathmandu have any kind of ethical manufacturing policy. I can't find any evidence of it - even for their 'organic' line of clothing. I've emailed them - I'll let you know if I get a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social conscience started clanging so loud, that I went next door to Trade Aid and bought Munchkin a beautiful soft ball made by a women's Fair Trade co-operative in Guatemala. Kind of like having a diet coke with your Big Mac, but it made my feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3229448219403865730?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3229448219403865730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3229448219403865730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3229448219403865730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3229448219403865730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/07/h-is-for.html' title='H is for ...'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4778260809735739798</id><published>2008-07-01T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:01:28.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>My Waldorfy Playcentre Dream</title><content type='html'>My visit to &lt;a href="http://www.playcentre.org.nz/"&gt;Playcentre&lt;/a&gt; really has had my thinking about what my ideal ECE experience would be for Munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that parents stay with the children at Playcentre most of the time, and the level of involvement and influence parents have there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the free play aspect of Playcentre – having all the areas of play available, all the time. So if Munchkin wants to do nothing but play with clay, all session for a whole term – she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the community aspect of Playcentre – working closely with other local mums running what is effectively a complete early childhood centre – and developing that community for Munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But … I love the beauty and rhythm of Steiner. I love the simple handcrafted toys. I love the singing. I love the focus on healthy organic food and care for the environment. And most of all I love the other mums. As a group they are gentle, patient, kind, thoughtful and committed. The Steiner ‘culture’ is where I want Munchkin to be during these early years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I had my way, I would set up a Steiner/Waldorf Playcentre.  I’m sure the Steiner purists out there might have a few issues with this, and some of my ideas might have Gwen Somerset turning in her grave - but just indulge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’d find a lovely big section somewhere, preferably surrounded by forest and some hills. We’d build a beautiful big log cabin, with a communal kitchen and a pot belly stove. We’d have a little garden area for the older children to grow some veggies, (and so we can have a compost of course),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, we would set up areas of play, and arrange the space so that the quieter activities have slightly enclosed spaces for children to play in. There would be a books corner, with the Gerda Muller books, some simple fairy tales, and New Zealand classics like &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/UK-9780140505313"&gt;Hairy Maclary,&lt;/a&gt; The Kuia and the Spider and &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780698113732"&gt;Who Sank the Boat&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be a table set up for beeswax modeling, another set up with beeswax crayons. There would be a painting station set up, as well as a finger painting table so the kids could get plain old messy. And there would be home made playdough at another table, with a few wooden rolling pins, dough stamps and cutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there would be a family play area with beautiful &lt;a href="http://uncommongrace.typepad.com/uncommongrace/2008/04/meet-hattie.html"&gt;Waldorf dolls&lt;/a&gt;, a wooden stove and sink, some cradles and pushchairs. We’d have lots of blocks and a selection of puzzles. (As an aside, why are puzzles not a Steiner thing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The communal kitchen would have some low benches and quality children’s baking equipment, so that the children could help with baking the bread for the morning tea. Perhaps in afternoon sessions we would make pikelets or scones instead. Either way, we’d do some baking every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, there would be an extensive wooden playground, some trees for climbing, grass for running and a trickling water feature set into a slope for water play. Oh, and a huge sandpit of course, filled with spades and spoons and buckets and sit on diggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While free play would be the order of the day, we would have a little more ‘rhythm’ than a Playcentre session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sessions would start with a communal ‘circle time’. Not compulsory - some children prefer to stay back -  I have seen this often at playgroup. But after a few sessions even the shyest child starts to come to circle time. We would sing a welcome song and some finger play songs like ‘where is thumbkin’ and ‘open shut them’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really believe in the value of a shared morning tea. My understanding of the Playcentre philosophy is that children’s play shouldn’t be interrupted, and children should be free to come and get their food when they wish. But I see how much children love the rituals of eating together – putting out the placemats and the glasses, sitting down to hold hands and sing a blessing, and the excitement when the buns are unveiled. Of course, if a child is hungry at another time during the session they should of course get a snack. And if a child does not want to join the morning tea then that should be respected. But a shared morning tea is an important ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the session we would have a short ‘story time’  with a parent acting out a very brief puppet play with felted dolls and some play silks to create the scene. At our playgroup, when all the children are worn out from a mornings playing this seems a lovely way to wind down before getting in cars or pushchairs to go back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with Playcentre (and with my experience of Steiner) parent education would be extremely important. We would have a well stocked adult library with a range of books – You Are Your Child’s First Teacher, Creative Play for your Baby, A range of La Leche League Publications, Magic Places and other Playcentre books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who’s with me? What would you add, or change to this? Even if it will only ever exist in my imagination, my Waldorfy Playcentre is a lovely place to visit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4778260809735739798?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4778260809735739798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4778260809735739798' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4778260809735739798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4778260809735739798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-waldorfy-playcentre-dream.html' title='My Waldorfy Playcentre Dream'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7232776125198249432</id><published>2008-06-29T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:14:47.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><title type='text'>Teaching babies to read - who's really the dummy?</title><content type='html'>Last week on a leading current affairs show a supposed 'expert' promoting the &lt;a href="http://www.yourbabycanread.com/"&gt;Your Baby Can Read&lt;/a&gt; programme. The premise seems to be that babies as young as three months will benefit from a structured daily schedule of DVD watching and flashcard practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sorts of things make me both sad and angry. Sad that parents want to co-erce their children into early reading, want to spend time doing this sort of 'tutoring' rather than playing together. Angry that parents are being taken advantage of in this way, and that children are growing up in this kind of pressure cooker environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have known for a long time that yes, babies can be taught to recognise written words early on - by sight not by actually reading. But we have also known for a long time that this doesn't have any long term benefit, and may actually be harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are many neuropsychologists, developmental specialists, occupational therapists and teachers who are concerned that our current trend in this country of pushing “academics” in preschool and kindergarten will result in even greater increases in the number of children, particularly boys, diagnosed with attentional problems and visual processing types of learning disabilities.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lilipoh.com/articles/2007/fall2007/teaching_children.aspx"&gt;Susan Johnson MD, Lilipoh,  Fall 2007: Issue #49, Vol. 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents in favour of the programme say that they want to expand their children's world, and open up the wonderful world of books to them early. Certainly books are a wonderful part of a children's life, and being read to every day by a parent is critically important. But children being able to read books to themselves is a joy of a later stage of childhood - why rush this? Why not just let toddlers be toddlers, building towers and knocking them down, playing in mud and water, putting dolls to bed and pretending to put nappies on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steiner children, despite not being taught reading until seven have been widely assessed at catching up to their peers by the time they are nine. Starting early has no long term advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it simply, teaching little babies and toddlers to read is a nonsense. Yes, they will memorise the flashcards but so what? The &lt;a href="http://www.lilipoh.com/articles/2007/fall2007/teaching_children.aspx"&gt;part of their brain that reads fluently simply hasn't been developed yet&lt;/a&gt;. Its so much better to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7232776125198249432?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7232776125198249432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7232776125198249432' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7232776125198249432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7232776125198249432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/teaching-babies-to-read-whos-really.html' title='Teaching babies to read - who&apos;s really the dummy?'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4263148494998772733</id><published>2008-06-28T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:23:47.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>A Steiner mum visits Playcentre</title><content type='html'>After reading the fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.canplay.org.nz/catalog/product_info.php?cPath=21_26&amp;amp;products_id=1941"&gt;Magic Places&lt;/a&gt; and finding &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/View?docid=dhj78jgr_3fkps8h"&gt;Susan Harper’s Schema Matrix&lt;/a&gt; so useful I decided that I really should check out Playcentre for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not from these fair shores, &lt;a href="http://www.playcentre.org.nz/"&gt;Playcentre&lt;/a&gt; is unique to New Zealand. A Playcentre is a fully licensed early childhood education (ECE) facility, that is run entirely by parents. The parents undergo training and manage every aspect of the centre – they are the teachers, the cleaners, the managers, the strategic planners. They take the idea that ‘parents are first teachers’ very seriously indeed. Playcentre people are quick to tell you that its not a coffee group – this isn’t parents sitting around chatting while children play – the parents are very hands on. I’ve heard from Playcentre mums I know are that they hardly get to take a breath all session – even when the children are busy eating a parent will tell them a story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Playcentre books I have read are really inspiring. Children learning through free play is at the very heart of the philosophy. Playcentre books talk about the importance of making up stories for children, and using puppets to act out stories. In “The Playcentre Way” Alisa Densem suggests that someone should be reading stories out loud all the time. In &lt;a href="http://www.canplay.org.nz/catalog/product_info.php?cPath=21_26&amp;amp;products_id=1941"&gt;"Magic Places"&lt;/a&gt; Pennie Brownlee talks about having an atmosphere of calm and order, with lots of natural wood, and stresses the superiority of natural materials for childrens play. Early academics are out, freeing childrens creative spirit is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional Playcentre set up has 16 areas of play (sand, water, clay, playdough, painting, physical, puzzles, family play, fantasy, blocks, carpentry, junk construction, books and storytelling, collage, exploratory play and music). All areas are set up all the time (ideally) and children have free access to all the activities. Parents are trained to observe, facilitate and where appropriate extend children’s play in these areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, feeling inspired I took my Steiner hat off for the morning (as much as one every can) and went along for a session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Playcentre that we visited is an amazing facility with a large standalone building on a fairly decent sized section, next to a Council owned park. Munchkin had a great time exploring this fantastic space. The playground was extensive - a large permanent wooden structure of slides, climbing frames and tunnels, with additional wooden boxes and planks added on to create a real adventure playground. Foam gym mats had been put around so the kids could leap on to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a wooden house full of wonderful dress up costumes, a winding path for riding trikes, a massive sandpit with all the usual sandpit toys and a couple of large wooden sit on diggers. Finger painting was a bit hit, and there were several colours of playdough to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t get to the collage section but it looked pretty popular. Munchkin and I enjoyed the reading corner, and I saw a group of boys making a fantastic train track out of wooden blocks. I didn’t see anyone using the exploratory (science) play area, but there was a fish tank which fascinated Munchkin for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty overwhelming though – lots of kids, lots of toys, lots of signs up everywhere creating a very cluttered environment. There was constant noise from a cd player of kids music, although none of the kids were dancing or listening to it. I think this shattered my nerves more than Munchkin’s to be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, supervision seemed a bit lacking – it started to hail at one point and a mother realized her 12 month old who had been playing outside with no apparent supervision was missing – in the hail! Another point in the day saw a young boy climb to the top of the balcony railing teetering over the concrete path. What surprised me with these two examples is that in both cases the parents seemed to be inside enjoying their cuppa … which of course is not the Playcentre way at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning tea was a bit of an eye opener for me – a far cry from the organic fruit and wholemeal buns of our Steiner group. Morning tea was a bit of a shock with almost every other child having a little packet of chippies and a little packet of biscuits (mainly 100s and 1000s or choc chippies). Munchkin was definitely the only child with a no packaging, home made morning tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As anyone that is still reading this will probably gather – I’m pretty torn about it. I haven’t made a decision about whether Playcentre might be right for us. For now, we are getting so much out of our Steiner playgroup that we will continue there for now. We are of course, lucky to have the option – I know not everyone does. But it has got me thinking a lot about what a ‘Steiner inspired Playcentre’ could look like … another post perhaps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4263148494998772733?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4263148494998772733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4263148494998772733' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4263148494998772733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4263148494998772733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/steiner-mum-visits-playcentre.html' title='A Steiner mum visits Playcentre'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4689119516467554096</id><published>2008-06-22T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:14:43.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Early Childhood Education'/><title type='text'>Passionate Play</title><content type='html'>Blog surfing as I do, I came across this &lt;a href="http://susan.sean.geek.nz/2007/02/ive-been-writing-article-for-playcentre.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; which had a link to &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/View?docid=dhj78jgr_3fkps8h"&gt;this document &lt;/a&gt;about schemas in early childhood. A schema seems to a ‘theme’ that is particularly apparent in a childs play at a particular point in time. So, for example one of the schema is ‘transporting’ – which you will see if your child has a ‘Picking things up, moving them, and putting them down or dumping them. Perhaps using pram, bag, basket, truck or wheelbarrow. Usually has full hands’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the article (which first appeared in the &lt;a href="http://www.playcentre.org.nz/"&gt;New Zealand Playcentre Association &lt;/a&gt;Journal) “Schemas are extremely useful because children's passions are what drives them to become most deeply engaged and deep engagement is what we need to identify in order to support and scaffold children's learning most effectively” It might just be me, but I think this is fascinating. Of course, it is just common sense when you look at the document – think about the things your child is really passionate about and then apply those across different areas of play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, being just a little bit too academic for my own good I love having a model to work with. Already today it has really changed the way I play with Munchkin. Her main ‘schema’ (it’s a dreadful word isn’t it – please someone think of a more intuitive label for it) is transporting which I mentioned above, but she’s also into ‘Enclosure and Enveloping’ - Surrounds things. Likes getting inside a defined area e.g. a block building, tyre or barrel. Gets into boxes. Covers completely, wraps up. Hides. Gets into boxes and closes lids”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, when I wanted to find something for her to play with at the café (wasn’t I lucky having Sunday brunch out!) I consciously thought about these two schema, and gave her some spoons, a sugar sachet and a plastic cup to hide them in. She had a ball … because I was providing opportunities for her to explore what she is passionate about. I have more consciously encouraged her ‘shopping game’ – and hours today were spent putting things in her little hand-bag and taking them around the house (transportation schema). Later this evening I set up a small table for her with some full cans of (unopened) drink, a cardboard box and a wide mouthed jam jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This matrix made me realise how often I try to show Munchkin things to play with that just aren’t what she is interested in – things like making sand castles or building towers (connecting) when she actually wants to fill buckets of sand, move sand from one end to the other, and then push buckets of sand around in a wheel barrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schema’s aren’t a concept I’ve come across before – I am not sure if they are Playcentre specific or are used more widely in early childhood education, let alone in the Steiner/Waldorf context but I’d love to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4689119516467554096?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4689119516467554096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4689119516467554096' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4689119516467554096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4689119516467554096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/passionate-play.html' title='Passionate Play'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-2255642594626089217</id><published>2008-06-18T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:27:34.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Back to Basics</title><content type='html'>Its been rather a long time between posts hasn't it. I have no good excuses, but I think I am indulging rather in being a full time SAHM. Isn't it funny that the more time we have, the less we manage to do. Or is that just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the house is a tip (really, I'm not just saying that) and I really need to put some effort into establishing better routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was working part time, we had a cleaning lady every week. Luxury! So I could manage the day to day washing, cooking, straightening and surface cleaning pretty easily. I just cleaned as I went, and knew that every Tuesday I would come home to a sparkling clean house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now - I'm trying to keep the house clean and sparkly, with an 18 month old running around beside me. Its kind of funny really - well I'm trying to look at it that way. Yesterday it took all afternoon to do the vaccuuming. She screamed everytime I turned it on - usually it doesn't bother her at all. So at 5.00 when Hubby came home he carried her around and they both watched me vaccuum. She found this quite exciting and everytime I turned the thing off I heard 'more more more'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was the bathroom's turn. I armed her with her very own dishcloth, and got her wiping the outside of the bath. Of course, she just wanted to climb in, and play with the spray bottle. But with lots of singing and cheering we managed to get the bathroom into a reasonably clean state. I'm just not sure how much vinegar and baking soda solution she might have ingested - I'm sure its not recommended for toddlers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tasks though I'm just not sure I can do with her in tow. Cleaning the toilet is just impossible as she has a flushing obsession. The dishwasher desperately needs a clean (how do they get so grubby in all those nooks and crannies?) but she would love to climb right in to the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I haven't just been doing housework around here. If it was, the house wouldn't look quite so 'lived in'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as my mission to perfect home made fruit-bread (more on that when I have succeeded) I have been reading a wonderful little book called 'Magic Places' by Penny Brownlee. It is published by the &lt;a href="http://www.playcentre.org.nz/"&gt;New Zealand Playcentre Association&lt;/a&gt; (Playcentre is a wonderful New Zealand invention - a parent run early childhood education centre - check it out). Sadly, you can't get this little book on amazon, but most NZ libraries seem to have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little book is all about creativity with children - how to encourage their artistic skills and how to set up good quality artistic activities for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Creativity is also part of the treasure each child comes with ... We need to be vigilant in making sure that the seedbed of the child's creativity is tended, watered and not trampled on'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talks abut how &lt;em&gt;'experience soaks in through the senses'&lt;/em&gt; and gives an example of a young child looking at a pine cone &lt;em&gt;'he feels and weights it. He feels and tastes it with his mouth. He listens and smells. He looks at it this way and that way, every which way, and maybe he wonders and imagines. (the child) needs us to make sure he has all sorts of real and rich experiences'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really like her 'rules for adults'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The child is the creator. We never draw, make or model for the child.&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay in the scribbling stage when working alongside children.&lt;br /&gt;3. The child chooes from their experience. We never tell a child what to draw make or mdoel.&lt;br /&gt;4. The child does it their way.&lt;br /&gt;5. The child's creative potential is protected. We avoid presenting activities which rob children of their creativity (colouring in, templates, tracing, stencils).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The creating must belong to the child. It is in the creating that the value lies for the child. It is &lt;strong&gt;their&lt;/strong&gt; process; they are reflecting on &lt;strong&gt;their&lt;/strong&gt; experience, making &lt;strong&gt;their&lt;/strong&gt; unique expression into the world&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a Steiner book - there is no 'wet painting' or beeswax modelling, and clay is used with young children - but its a wonderful and extremely practical guide to helping your children develop their creative potential, and its given me some great ideas to get started with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll out the beeswax I say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-2255642594626089217?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2255642594626089217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=2255642594626089217' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2255642594626089217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2255642594626089217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1619172951362245493</id><published>2008-06-12T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:02:23.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Why I Buy Organics</title><content type='html'>I really am something of an organics geek … and its getting worse. Since helping the lovely Lianne at &lt;a href="http://www.organicbaby.co.nz/"&gt;OrganicBaby&lt;/a&gt; test her new website, I'm more convinced than ever of the importance of eating organic food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am very lucky to have some friends who share my passion, I know that some people do raise their eyebrows when they go into my pantry. Especially given our Budget of Doom, people are surprised that I buy organic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the quality of what we eat is so important. I think we all know this but our spending habits don’t always reflect it. In the US, the average family spends something like 5% of their income on food – which is the lowest in the developed world. I imagine in NZ we aren’t a whole lot better. It’s the whole ‘cheap, cheap, cheapest’ mentality again. Buy cheap food so that you have money to buy more cheap clothes, more cheap toys and more cheap junk to fill your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While being frugal and thrifty are important, I think its better to focus on avoiding waste, making food from scratch, and reducing your intake of meat and processed food - and then spend money on quality ingredients. When it comes to the quality of what you eat, don’t be a cheapskate. Don’t buy processed chicken nuggets and come complaining to me that organic chicken is too expensive. Buy organic chicken and make your own nuggets. They will taste so much better I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my top reasons for buying organics are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They just taste better. Honestly. Even my completely cynical Hubby (who is much maligned on this blog but is a truly wonderful person) admits that organic stuff tastes out of this world. Especially apples. And Sultanas. And tomatoes. And pears. And potatoes And organic butter is amazing …. Need I go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can read the ingredients list out loud on organic food. &lt;a href="http://www.michaelpollan.com/"&gt;Michael Pollan &lt;/a&gt;suggests that if we buy processed foods we choose ones with no more than five ingredients and with ingredients we can pronounce. Conventional processed foods are packed with ingredients like maltodextrin, , potassium nitrate, Sodium benzoate, Butylated hydroxyanisole. You don’t find that junk in organics. I was horrified to find a packet of Chicken Nuggets marketed as 100% chicken breast in a parenting magazine. How could this be I asked myself? I checked and they are definitely not 100% chicken breast – they are 60% chicken breast and 40% weird sounding additives. Its just that the chicken that is in there is breast meat, rather than the left over bits no one wants to us. Don’t be fooled by marketing, always always read your labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No E numbers, no pesticides. A recent New Zealand study showed conventional raisins and sultanas had residues of 23 pesticides on them. Yuck. The number of additives and pesticides that have been linked to everything from ADHD to Cancer is terrifying. Additives and pesticides get approved one day and banned the next. Its scary. Especially if you are feeding littlies who are much more vulnerable to the effects of these chemicals. For more information on this stuff, check out SafeFood.org.nz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Organics can help save the planet. Apparently if the US switched entirely to Organic farming, they would be more than able to meet the requirements of the Kyoto Protocol. Pesticides run off into the water supply, contaminate the soil and create hazardous waste. Single crop farms and intensive farming practices are hugely harmful to the soil, water and the air. Organic growers grow heirloom varieties prized for their natural resilience and their taste, rather than their uniform appearance or longevity for shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you have to eat meat, you can eat organic meat with a much cleaner conscious. Without the use of antibiotics, growth hormones and chemically altered feeds, eating organic meat is a very different prospect altogether. Organic farmers are also philosophically committed to more humane methods for managing their animals. I choose to only buy organic chicken, pork on the odd occasion I buy it, and sausages (you don’t want to imagine what is in supermarket sausages!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I like to support smaller businesses that are committed to ethical, sustainable business practices. Now, I know that, particularly in the States, Big organic is probably almost as dodgy as Big Oil or Big Tobacco, but here in NZ our organics (with the odd exception) come small businesses, with a big commitment to ethics and quality. Places like &lt;a href="http://www.ceres.co.nz/"&gt;Ceres&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.commonsenseorganics.co.nz/about/"&gt;Commonsense Organics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eco-organics.co.nz/"&gt;Eco-Organics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rainbowvalleyfarm.co.nz/"&gt;RainbowValley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.koanga.co.nz/"&gt;Koang Gardens &lt;/a&gt;… these are businesses that I am happy to spend money at. And they have great organics at our local &lt;a href="http://www.farmersmarkets.org.nz/"&gt;Farmers Markets&lt;/a&gt; too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1619172951362245493?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1619172951362245493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1619172951362245493' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1619172951362245493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1619172951362245493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-i-buy-organics.html' title='Why I Buy Organics'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6046118377471254506</id><published>2008-06-07T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T13:25:32.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><title type='text'>Just call me a Steiner mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://welcome2munchkinland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Goodwitch&lt;/a&gt; posted this gorgeous poem recently which had me laughing so loudly I nearly woke the Munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waldorf Moms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Waldorf moms wear cotton socks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woolen sweaters, Birkenstocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms have long full skirts,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big silk scarves and layered shirts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms have fluffy hair,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They’re kind and firm and make you share.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms drive Volvo cars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And talk of fairies, gnomes, and stars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms love Waldorf meetings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where they greet with Waldorf greetings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms make Waldorf dolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From purest wool and cotton balls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms drink lots of tea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which has been grown organically.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waldorf moms serve fruits and meats.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Veggies, grains, and not much sweets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their favorite word is “nourishing.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They love to hike and knit and sing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They leave the gluten out of bread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make you spend twelve hours in bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you fall and scrape your knee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They give you rescue remedy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us that spend any time at Steiner schools can relate to this, and it made me realise just how Steiner-ish I am becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in fact drinking organic tea while reading this poem. I am about to start knitting my first dishcloth. I carry rescue remedy in my handbag. I have my eye on a pair of gorgeous red Birkenstocks. I recently found myself discussing the importance of keeping toddlers in bodysuits and vests to strengthen their etheric . And when Hubby was concerned my newly planted veggies might get eaten by the slugs I replied "its OK, the gnomes will protect them".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some of my other friends (not those of you that read this of course) I can feel like the odd one out, with my organic snacks, woolly clothing, wooden toys, and not knowing the words to the Wiggles songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really value having a couple of mornings a week where I can hang out with kindred spirits. Where everyone knows that you give a child Belladonna for fever, where they can tell you the best place to buy spelt flour and what to do with kale. Where the first aid box has arnica and rescue remedy but no Savlon. Where people say things like 'heart feelings' and 'the fairies must have come' and no one blinks an eye. Where every second car in the parking lot has a Greens or GE free bumper sticker. (And no, they are not all Volvos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might laugh out loud at that poem, but really, I love being a Steiner mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6046118377471254506?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6046118377471254506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6046118377471254506' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6046118377471254506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6046118377471254506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-call-me-steiner-mum.html' title='Just call me a Steiner mum'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1259228889967849195</id><published>2008-06-04T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:57:13.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Acc-ent-uuuuate the positive, eeee-limmm-inate the negative</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And don’t mess with mister in-between!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how to show musical tunes in a blog heading … but hopefully I’ve got you all singing now. I’ve been feeling frustrated lately about all the ways in which our carbon footprint is too high. I’ve found Sarah’s blogs “&lt;a href="http://www.happyfoody.com/"&gt;Happy Foody&lt;/a&gt;” and “&lt;a href="http://www.walkslowlylivewildly.com/"&gt;Walk Slowly, Live Wildly&lt;/a&gt;” which I love, and I am so inspired by everything she does, but it also makes me painfully aware of how far I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically perhaps, today is World Environment Day. New Zealand are the ‘hosts’ this year, so the media is full of doom and gloom about how we aren’t worthy of this honour, given our nation’s high carbon emissions from all our farm animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the media hype, and my own personal bit of doom and gloom about the fact that I drive too much, we don’t compost, and we still eat too much meat I started thinking of all the things I do do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a positive experience writing this list … I do so much more than I thought. And so much more than I did a year ago! I bet most of you do these things - please leave me comments about what you do, don’t do and would like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We have a ‘no junk mail’ sign on our letterbox&lt;br /&gt;- We recycle everything possible&lt;br /&gt;- We have a front loader washing machine with great power and water efficiency&lt;br /&gt;- We buy mostly organic veggies&lt;br /&gt;- We buy only organic chicken and sausages&lt;br /&gt;- I either make my &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/03/26/wfmw-natural-cleaning-made-easy/"&gt;own cleaning products&lt;/a&gt; or buy&lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/"&gt; eco-store&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We use cloth nappies 95% of the time&lt;br /&gt;- We use cloth wipes 99% of the time&lt;br /&gt;- I use &lt;a href="http://www.outrageouscloth.com/"&gt;mama cloth pads&lt;/a&gt; (and they are great!)&lt;br /&gt;- We buy second hand where we can&lt;br /&gt;- We buy NZ made, Australia made or organic where we can’t buy second hand&lt;br /&gt;- I buy a lot of bulk bin foods and avoid anything overly packaged&lt;br /&gt;- I only use organic &lt;a href="http://sukinorganics.com.au/"&gt;moisturiser&lt;/a&gt;, shampoo, conditioner and soap.&lt;br /&gt;- We don’t buy much ‘stuff’ full stop&lt;br /&gt;- We boycott made in China stuff&lt;br /&gt;- I always walk to the local shops (it’s an easy walk though)&lt;br /&gt;- We drink organic, fair trade coffee&lt;br /&gt;- We use &lt;a href="http://www.ecotanka.com/"&gt;eco-tankas&lt;/a&gt; instead of plastic water bottles&lt;br /&gt;- I take cloth bags to the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;- I make extensive use of the public library&lt;br /&gt;- I grow a few veggies – quite a few now in fact&lt;br /&gt;- I don’t own a drier, and when I did I never used it&lt;br /&gt;- We have an induction cook top&lt;br /&gt;- I breastfed exclusively apart from a few weeks of top-ups in the early days.&lt;br /&gt;- We use very little meat in our meals –I use beans, lentils and veggies to bulk up meaty things.&lt;br /&gt;- We have a heatpump and are about to trial a hot water heat pump that will supposedly cut our hot water bill by 2/3rds&lt;br /&gt;- We are very regular visitors to our farmers market when it runs.&lt;br /&gt;- I bake our bread and do the vast, vast majority of our cooking from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;- I use retro Tupperware containers and those funny elasticated food covers instead of plastic wrap.&lt;br /&gt;- I haven’t been on a plane in nearly four years.&lt;br /&gt;- I haven’t bought gift wrapping in over a year. I use canteen bandanas and squares of muslin for kids gifts which are great, or tea towels.&lt;br /&gt;- I vote&lt;a href="http://www.greens.org.nz/"&gt; Green&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1259228889967849195?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1259228889967849195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1259228889967849195' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1259228889967849195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1259228889967849195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/acc-ent-uuuuate-positive-eeee-limmm.html' title='Acc-ent-uuuuate the positive, eeee-limmm-inate the negative'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-9180548780209481443</id><published>2008-06-03T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:44:10.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Cloth Nappies 101</title><content type='html'>A good friend of mine recently decided to make the switch to cloth nappies. She wanted to save the planet, save money, and loved how cute ‘modern cloth nappies’ are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she found the process something just short of completely overwhelming. Surfing cloth nappy sites on the internet was bamboozling, visiting the cloth nappy information centre left her more confused that ever. It was information overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloth nappies (or cloth diapers for you in the US) are actually very very simple. There are a lot of choices though, and you'll go mad if you try to look into every nappy on the market. I know - I tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are my very basic pointers for a very simple switch to cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Firstly, for babies past six months, &lt;a href="http://www.nzna.org.nz/Your%20Nappy%20Choice/Style%20Three%20-%20Pocket%20Nappy%20with%20Insert"&gt;pocket nappies&lt;/a&gt; are hands down the most popular. Don't even worry about other styles. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For little babies, &lt;a href="http://www.nzna.org.nz/Your%20Nappy%20Choice/Style%20Two%20-%20Fitted%20Nappy%20with%20Cover"&gt;fitted nappies &lt;/a&gt;with a PUL cover are definitely the most popular option for containing that explosive baby poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There is no substitute for actually trying a nappy on your baby. Babies are different shapes and sizes, so there is no such thing as a perfect nappy for all babies. Hire kits are a great option, or see if your friends will let you borrow a few to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beware of cheap nappies that are sold at mainstream baby shops. Most of the time when I hear someone say that cloth didn't work for them, its because they tried a particularly cheap and nasty pocket nappy you can buy at the Baby Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't soak your nappies. Just take out the inserts, pop everything in a dry nappy bucket with a bit of baking soda in the bottom, and leave till washing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nappy rash creams are the enemy. They build up on the nappy and will stop them from working. If you need a nappy cream, use a disposable liner or try a product like 'Curash' which is a powder and doesn't create a residue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't beat yourself up if you don't go 100% cloth all at once. Even 1 disposable a day will be 365 nappies that don't go to landfill. That's a lot of nappies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be prepared to become a little obsessed. Once you see how easy cloth nappies are, and how much less rubbish you put out each week you'll be hooked. Cloth wipes, &lt;a href="http://www.outrageouscloth.com/"&gt;cloth sanitary pads&lt;/a&gt;, even &lt;a href="http://walkslowlylivewildly.com/category/cloth-toilet-paper/"&gt;cloth toilet paper&lt;/a&gt; ... who knows where you'll end up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on cloth nappies, &lt;a href="http://www.organicbaby.co.nz/"&gt;Organic Baby&lt;/a&gt; has a great section for New Zealand cloth nappies, and will very soon have information on US suppliers as well. &lt;a href="http://thenappynetwork.org.nz/"&gt;The Nappy Network&lt;/a&gt; in New Zealand has great information, and operates a number of hire kits, which are well worth investigating. Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-9180548780209481443?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/9180548780209481443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=9180548780209481443' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/9180548780209481443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/9180548780209481443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/06/cloth-nappies-101.html' title='Cloth Nappies 101'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4686274262540086117</id><published>2008-05-31T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:56:37.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Winter Soul Food</title><content type='html'>Getting some really amazing &lt;a href="http://www.eco-organics.co.nz/"&gt;fruit and veggies&lt;/a&gt; delivered has been a real inspiration in the kitchen.  Even though I will never get to cook the vegetarian feasts I dream of while married to my Hubby (although &lt;a href="http://happyfoody.com/2008/04/22/matt-goes-raw/"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;gives me hope!) I base our meals around vegetables, and then ‘add meat’ as a side dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allow at most 200g of meat per meal for the 3 of us – so 1 kilo of meat does five meals here. I use lentils, beans and lots of veggies to bulk up what we have, so that no one goes hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you might like the recipes for a  couple of favourites that I have cooked this weekend in my slow cooker.  I wish I could take decent photos of my meals - I have tried but trust me, I'd put you off ever cooking them. You'll just have to imagine what they look like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hairy Chest Pea Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK – that’s not the most appealing title I could think of. But my mama used to make pea soup in winter all the time, and always used to say ‘this will put hairs on your chest my girl’. I think she meant it would warm me up and give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version doesn’t have the bacon bones she used but its just as good I promise. This makes a huge batch – easily ten servings.  I always make a soup on a Friday night to serve whoever is helping with renovations on Saturday (our working bee day) and any other hangers on. I just freeze any leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 onions, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;4-6 fat cloves of garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;2 bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp mustard powder&lt;br /&gt;1 cube organic vegetable bouillon (I use Rapunzel)&lt;br /&gt;3 large carrots, sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 medium potatoes, sliced&lt;br /&gt;2-3 celery stalks, finely diced&lt;br /&gt;500grams split dried green peas&lt;br /&gt;1 ½ litres of boiling water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop it all in the crock pot overnight on low. Puree it if you are that way inclined (I’m not but I like lumpy soup). Season with salt, pepper and some freshly grated nutmeg, and serve with crusty bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Curry – Two Ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby insists on meat, but really I’m just not enjoying it at the moment, so this curry works great for us. Again, I throw it all in the crockpot – and we get about 5 servings (I freeze it)  from this so its seriously economical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500gms lamb, diced&lt;br /&gt;1 cup kidney beans, soaked overnight&lt;br /&gt;3 tins chopped tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1 large potatoes, peeled and cubed&lt;br /&gt;2 large carrots, sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 large onion, diced&lt;br /&gt;1 large kumara (or sweet potato), sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp each of tumeric, ground coriander seeds, ground cumin (if you can grind them from whole seeds so much the better)&lt;br /&gt;1-2 tsp chilli powder, more if you like it hot (fresh chillis would be better of course)&lt;br /&gt;1 – 2 tsp ground ginger&lt;br /&gt;500 ml veggie stock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its great with rice, yoghurt and naan bread. I can pick out the lamb for hubby’s plate, and Munchkin and I love the beans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4686274262540086117?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4686274262540086117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4686274262540086117' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4686274262540086117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4686274262540086117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/winter-soul-food.html' title='Winter Soul Food'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7875671753593329079</id><published>2008-05-29T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:16:10.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Why not Made In China</title><content type='html'>On an internet parenting forum recently there has been a debate about buying Made in China and of course, I had to wade in! I thought I’d share some of my thoughts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I did Crunchy Chicken’s Buy Nothing Challenge in April, I have avoided buying Made in China (and other similar countries in terms of manufacturing) unless I really can't find an alternative - which is fortunately rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the challenge, I decided to always try to buy second hand as my first choice , made in NZ as second choice and then fair trade/organic/made in a first world country if I can't do the other two. Children's shoes have been my latest stumbling block - even at the flash stores in town I could only find made in China - every pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reasons for avoiding Made in China are hardly unusual - environmentally poor manufacturing processes, human rights abuses in Tibet and in their own country, appalling labour conditions, concerns about slavery, poor quality control and regulations. I don't believe the 'cheap cheaper cheapest' economy is sustainable for anyone, not for the Chinese people, not for the planet, and not for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The argument that I hear a lot is 'isn't it better for them to at least have jobs– if we didn’t buy their cheap goods they wouldn’t eat’I honestly think that its a bit like when people used to say that slavery was OK because otherwise these people would be on the streets, starving etc, so wasn't it better for slaves to be fed and sheltered! I think the economic model the Chinese have created, - which is 'cheap, cheaper, cheapest' is fundamentally unsustainable, for the planet and for their people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If items were certified fair trade from China, then I would buy them despite China's human rights record - because fair trade programmes are directly helping the people. Even quality goods made in China, unless the factories have fair trade or similar certification, are made by little better than slave labour. So I won't buy them. I won't take advantage of workers that have no real choice, I won't create demand for dirt cheap labour, and I won't support these economic models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really tough to do this - its not like we have money to burn. I do the second hand thing a lot - and of course, some of what I buy second hand was originally made in China. I feel that by creating a market for second hand things is more ethical than creating a market for slave labour. But it is really hard to find things that aren’t made in China – and if you can find alternatives, they are extremely pricey when we are used to buying 10 pairs of socks for $10.So its not something we can do easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have hope – even my mother in law who is particularly unconcerned by such matters won’t buy food products from China because of the poor regulations there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7875671753593329079?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7875671753593329079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7875671753593329079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7875671753593329079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7875671753593329079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-not-made-in-china.html' title='Why not Made In China'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1469814671264652971</id><published>2008-05-27T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:59:41.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Recipe: Healthy Toddler Muesli Bars</title><content type='html'>OK - to be honest I'm not sure anything with this much butter is really truly healthy, but compare the ingredients list with commercial kiddy muesli bars and this one definately wins out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a bunch of different recipes and then cobbled this one together. You can chop and change within the dried ingredients - let me know if you try it what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125gms butter&lt;br /&gt;½ cup honey&lt;br /&gt;2 cups rolled oats (or a mix of similar grains)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup rice bubbles (lightens it up for little tummies)&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup LSA powder&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup dried chopped fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large saucepan melt the butter and honey. Then take off the heat, add the dry ingredients. Press well (use your fingers) into a 20 x 30 slice tin that has been lined with baking paper. I line it so that the baking paper comes up over the sides so that I can get it out of the tin without it breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bake at about 160 degrees celcius for 40 minutes or so. Leave to cool completely before cutting it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1469814671264652971?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1469814671264652971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1469814671264652971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1469814671264652971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1469814671264652971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/recipe-healthy-toddler-muesli-bars.html' title='Recipe: Healthy Toddler Muesli Bars'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5343882803077642051</id><published>2008-05-24T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:11:00.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><title type='text'>Rhythm</title><content type='html'>Since effectively 'quitting' my part time work, I have felt like my old self again. I have missed this - feeling calm, feeling healthy, feeling inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been able to sense the rhythm in our day more. I no longer need to worry about what time it is. Or, whether Munchkin has slept early enough soso that she'll be in a good mood for her Dadda while I work. I'm not always stressed about whether I'll be able to meet the 'deadlines' that seems to perforate my day into little sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our playgroup leader, a wonderful woman who was herself a Steiner child, says that you have to 'feel rhythm'. She won't have the group do things at set times - instead she senses when the children as a group are ready. So we &lt;em&gt;breath out&lt;/em&gt; - run around, and then we &lt;em&gt;breath in&lt;/em&gt; - come together for a set activity. Sometimes that means we eat morning tea at 10.45, sometimes as late as 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to frustrate me. I didn't have 'time' for all this rhythm stuff, I wanted a schedule. I was itching to check the time, hurry things along. I don't even know what I was hurrying for most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off schedule, life seems so much more peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our rhythm involves an order that we do things in - meals, morning outings, free play, a bath in the late afternoon, dinner, bedtime. Our days have always followed this order - since she was tiny. What has changed is the clock watching. I'm trying to watch 'us' - our family, and what seems to be the right thing. If she's playing happily, bathtime can wait. If she seems out of sorts, an early bath might be just the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of rhythm is a critical one in Steiner Waldorf circles, but its so hard to understand. It definately isn't about a schedule - it isn't about set times, 15 minutes for morning tea, 45 minutes for free play. And it isn't 'make it up as you go along'. It is about routine, but there is more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is, as with all things Steiner, a spiritual element to it. When I first heard this - that there is a spiritual dimension to rhythm - I rolled my eyes. Spiritual shmirtual ... its just routine without the benefit of a watch. But sensing what children need, and responding to those needs, within the framework of a consistent order that ensures the right things get done ... is about being tuned in to these little souls. There is a kind of magic in the air when it works - and without it there is inevitably stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5343882803077642051?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5343882803077642051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5343882803077642051' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5343882803077642051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5343882803077642051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/proof.html' title='Rhythm'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5935701022025067377</id><published>2008-05-21T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:15:02.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Early to bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uncommongrace.typepad.com/"&gt;Uncommon Grace&lt;/a&gt; has written a beautiful post on her belief in a seven o clock bedtime, and how she organises her life to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking about our battles with bedtime, and our journey to a consistent and happy bedtime routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from when Munchkin was born I wanted to have a set bedtime, but for the first few months it wasn't to be. I've written before about what a sensitive and high-needs little person she is. I quickly discovered that while a sense of rhthym was something I strived for on a daily basis, but any actual routine was impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She screamed in the bath, refused any attempts at infant massage.  We tried white noise CDs, sleepy essential oils, baby calming homeopathic treatments, but she would have none of it. Sometimes she was so so tired her eyes would look like they were on stalks, and we would have to drive up and down the motorway with our Baby Mozart CD on full bore to get her to sleep - and even that wasn't failsafe. Sometimes we found that bouncing her quite firmly on our laps, facing outwards, while watching television (not very Steiner I know but desperate times) would get her off to sleep - she was so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she was turned one, bed time was anywhere from 6.30 till 10.00.  Routine was  not even in our vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted a bed time, but we knew that she wasn't ready for this level of external structure. You try putting a child to bed who is bouncing off the walls, or turning purple with rage at the idea that you might be 'winding down'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for us it was baby steps all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, at around I think 13 months or so, I started taking her to bed each night, shutting the door, and reading stories, singing songs, nursing and cuddling, with the lights dimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some resistance to this as she would try to bash the door down and collapse in my arms in tears at this new routine. But her protests were shortlived - she was finally at the age where she was ready for a more rhythmical bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some nights she takes my hand and leads me to her bedroom ... while blowing kisses at her Dad. She knows the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, our routine is a little different now from the common wisdom around bedtime routine. &lt;/p&gt;For us, it worked to give her a bath before dinner, not after as seems to be the common wisdom. Bathtime is just too exciting, too stimulating for our  sensitive little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a bath around 4.45, and then dinner as a family most nights, at about 5.30. Then by 6.00 dinner is over and she has quiet play with her Dad, sometimes in her bedroom. At 6.30 its time for teeth brushing and bed time stories in bed with mummy, and lots of milkies. By 7.00 she is usually asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if any of you are struggling with this whole bedtime routine, believe me, it does get better. I'd love to hear what your bedtime routines are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5935701022025067377?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5935701022025067377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5935701022025067377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5935701022025067377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5935701022025067377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/early-to-bed.html' title='Early to bed'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4543815803269215961</id><published>2008-05-20T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:48:29.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Its been a rambly kind of week around here. I haven't been posting much, and I'm not sure why really. So this is a rambly kind of post to go with my rambly kind of mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that I have quit my job. After much angst about whether to carry on working, and feeling incredibly cut up about it all -  my husbands company changed their minds about the whole flexible hours thing and the decision was made. So, in a couple of weeks, I will be a full time at home mum. Of course, I was full time at home before, just some of it was paid work!&lt;br /&gt;While it will be a serious challenge financially, I feel incredibly relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on a health kick.  I have been reading &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780143038412"&gt;'Eat Pray Love' &lt;/a&gt;by Elizabeth Gilbert and 'The &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780143038580"&gt;Omnivore's Dilemma' &lt;/a&gt;by Michael Pollan, and I'm feeling increasingly motivated about cooking really healthy food. So this week I've made a delicious brown rice and spinach casserole, delicious pasta sauce, and a (you guessed it) delicious green potato curry. We've never eaten so many vegetables.  There is also lovely fruit at this time of year, mandarins, apples, pears - so eating well is a real pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been gorgeous and wintery here lately. Finally its cool enough to insist Munchkin wears a hat and a cardigan every day, so all her beautiful winter woolies (I'll post pictures if I can get any nice ones - I take the worlds' worst photos!) are getting well used. I love getting her all rugged up ... it feels like I'm taking really good care of her somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I've been doing this week is helping out Lianne at &lt;a href="http://www.organicbaby.co.nz/"&gt;Organic Baby &lt;/a&gt;with her website. Its an incredible incredible resource - there is so much information. She is launching a US version in a couple of weeks, so keep your eyes posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've just read the most beautiful post over at &lt;a href="http://uncommongrace.typepad.com/"&gt;Uncommon Grace&lt;/a&gt; on her bedtime routine - don't you just want to curl up in one of her beautiful beds and be looked after my such a wonderful mama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me - I promise there will be a more cohesive post another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4543815803269215961?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4543815803269215961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4543815803269215961' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4543815803269215961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4543815803269215961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7073851695150349826</id><published>2008-05-16T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:02:52.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Nourishment</title><content type='html'>After my &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/modern-cloth-nappies-for-dummies.html"&gt;self pitying post&lt;/a&gt; the other day, I decided I needed to take action to get some more energy. About the same time, my wonderful health-obsessed aunty gave me &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780762424931"&gt;Skinny B*tch&lt;/a&gt; to read - a book that, despite is title, is all about the health benefits of a vegan diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned before about on-again-off again-vegetarianism, and although I never went Vegan, reading this book reminded me of the many many benefits of taking a whole-foods natural approach to your diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been making all sorts of changes around here - and I'm delighted that I am really feeling so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the changes that are really working for me are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm taking my multivitamins and Omega 3s religiously.&lt;br /&gt;- I've cut out soft drink almost entirely, and dropped my tea and coffee to one cup a day.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm starting my day with hot water and lemon instead of tea.&lt;br /&gt;- My daily walk is longer and faster.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm doing a little bit of yoga in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm getting a &lt;a href="http://www.eco-organics.co.nz/"&gt;delivery&lt;/a&gt; of organic fruit and veggies and eating heaps more of them as a result. (Thank's &lt;a href="http://welcome2munchkinland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Munchkin Mama&lt;/a&gt; for putting me onto this place!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has also inspired a bit more creativity in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights this week have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Couscous &lt;/strong&gt;with parsley and mint from the garden, garlic, lemon juice, olive oil, chopped tomato and some feta cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spicy vegetable soup&lt;/strong&gt; - onions, garlic, pumpkin, parsnip, carrots, tomatoes with cumin, coriander seed and chilli powder. Next time I'm going to try it with chick peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza&lt;/strong&gt; - I made some pizza dough in the breadmaker and had roasted pumpkin and kumara, caramelized onion, red capsicums and of course, some mozzarella. I used some spicy plum sauce for the base - and put some lamb on Hubby's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really love to know what you find gives you more energy. For me, its such a virtuous cycle - once I start making positive changes I have the energy to keep on going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7073851695150349826?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7073851695150349826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7073851695150349826' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7073851695150349826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7073851695150349826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/nourishment.html' title='Nourishment'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-8925697272196095237</id><published>2008-05-11T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:49:56.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>So just what is 'Attachment Parenting'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the early days with Munchkin, when she wouldn't sleep, wouldn't settle and I didn't know what to do - I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.attachmentparenting.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attachment Parenting International&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on the internet one night and cried - there were other people who felt like me! Their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.attachmentparenting.org/principles/principles.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eight principles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; should be handed out to all new mothers in my terribly humble opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, API have a wonderful new site with a blog and forums and all sorts of wonderful information.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.attachmentparenting.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Head over and check it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I laughed though because already debate is starting on their forums and in their blog comments about the very sensitive definition of attachment parenting. Its very easy for people in attachment parenting circles to become precious about 'how to do it', and for mothers to end up feel like they aren't 'AP' enough to belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;To me, being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;an attachment parent is about an attitude, and a belief - rather than a set of ‘have tos’. Attachment parenting is wanting to develope a very strong bond with your baby, to give your baby as many of the proven benefits of having a strong primary attachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The core AP practices according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askdrsears.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;William Sears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; who developed the AP approach are ‘birth bonding, babywearing , responding to your baby’s cries, breastfeeding, sharing sleep (which can be sleeping in the same room) and balance'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP doesn’t have to mean breastfeeding for-ever, but it does mean weaning gradually with love rather than cold turkey. For a lot of AP mums, this will mean child led weaning at whatever age this happens. But if you want your body back and feel exhausted breastfeeding your two year old, this doesn't mean you are not 'AP enough'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP certainly doesn’t mean no boundaries or discipline, but it does mean no smacking or harsh punishments. Think 'loving guidance' not 'anything goes'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP doesn’t mean no routine, but it does mean feeding on baby’s cues especially in the early days, and working gently towards a routine that suits everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP doesn’t always mean no bottles, although it is strongly pro-breastfeeding. But you would give the bottle lovingly, holding your baby gently and close. You can ‘fail’ at breastfeeding and still get an ‘A+’ in Attachment Parenting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP definately doesn’t mean no-nappies (or cloth nappies). But no-nappy people find it makes them feel they know their babys better - not something I have done though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP doesn’t even have to mean no strollers. Strollers can be really handy. But AP parents also want to spend time with baby close, especially if they are upset, so AP parents are likely to use a sling or baby carrier especially for the first six months or so until they can crawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AP does stress the importance of a happy baby and wider family, so BALANCE is the most important Attachment Parenting principle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-8925697272196095237?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8925697272196095237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=8925697272196095237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8925697272196095237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/8925697272196095237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-just-what-is-attachment-parenting.html' title='So just what is &apos;Attachment Parenting&apos;'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1198093187427405261</id><published>2008-05-09T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:46:05.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Rhythm'/><title type='text'>Autumn Singalong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Oh we've been having some autumnal fun at Playgroup this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The weather was miserable today, so rainy that the garden was a muddy quagmire. I don't actually know what a quagmire is, but I do love the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The beeswax crayons came out, and we managed to use the planks of wood from the benches to create indoor climbing frames. Our teacher brought along an amazing old fashioned apple corer that not only cores the apples but peels them and creates a spiral of apple. The kids were fascinated - we peeled a lot of apples! Its amazing how creative a bunch of mums can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;We have been singing some lovely new autumn songs during circle time that I thought I'd share:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;"The leaves are green, the apples are red'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;They hang so high above my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Leave them alone till windy weather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;And they'll come tumbling down together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;The leaves are green, the nuts are brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;They hang so high they won't fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Leave them alone till frosty weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;And then they'll all fall down together"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;"I had a little apple on my apple tree&lt;br /&gt;As small and round as an apple can be&lt;br /&gt;And then one day it started to grow ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;I had a little apple on my apple tree&lt;br /&gt;As small and round as an apple can be&lt;br /&gt;And then one day it started to grow ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;It grew so big ... and red .... and ROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;It just had to fall down to the ground"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;"The river called softly to the leaves on the trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am waiting to take you on a journey with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;So the leaves fell down softly on a quiet autumn day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;And they floated with the river far fa-ar away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;"Five little leaves so bright and gay, (hold up five fingers)&lt;br /&gt;Were dancing about on a tree one day&lt;br /&gt;The wind came blowing through the town&lt;br /&gt;(everyone blow loudly)&lt;br /&gt;And one little leaf came fluttering down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Four little leaves so bright and gay.... (repeat poem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One little leaf so bright and gay&lt;br /&gt;Was dancing around on the tree one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wind came blowing through the town&lt;br /&gt;And the last little leaf came fluttering down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1198093187427405261?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1198093187427405261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1198093187427405261' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1198093187427405261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1198093187427405261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/autumn-singalong.html' title='Autumn Singalong'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4835428130557273176</id><published>2008-05-07T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:36:11.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>What I love about toddlers</title><content type='html'>Munchkin has just turned 18 months. Its a cliche, but where did the time go! Particularly the last six months - they have just disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 months is a beautiful age. She is on the cusp of becoming a little girl, rather than a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her walking is becoming less of a 'waddle', and she is starting to run. Her words are becoming clearer and clearer, not just 'no no no' but 'yesss' as well. She knows the names of everyone in our family, and we spend hours looking at the photo albums practicing saying their names. New words appear everyday. Yesterday it was 'garlic', the day before it was 'gumboot'. Her little voice is the most beautiful sound I can imagine, it lights up my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such an affectionate wee girl, she loves to give cuddles and kisses. When she is frustrated or upset, she will throw her arms around my neck as she sobs her little heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the look of attention that she gets when she is focussed on something, like using the brush and pan to try to sweep up the floor, or put objects in a box, or pull apart the plastics drawer. She adores bumping down stairs on her bottom, and will laugh hysterically the whole way down. She loves to splash in water, stomp in puddles, and occassionally to try to drink the water that pools on our deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves other children, particularly those older than her. If they will let her, she will give them big cuddles, and then follow them around like a devoted puppy dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These months have already passed by all too fast. Munchkin, your second birthday will be here all too fast. We love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4835428130557273176?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4835428130557273176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4835428130557273176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4835428130557273176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4835428130557273176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-i-love-about-toddlers.html' title='What I love about toddlers'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-2127777682990762780</id><published>2008-05-06T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:09:50.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>Work doesn't work for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SCEjR5wzQeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oIaG-pn74Tk/s1600-h/logo_phpBB.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;Rocks in My Dryer&lt;/a&gt; Shannon is having a 'what doesn't work for me Wednesday'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed particularly pertitent this week. Life has hit a new level of mania this week. My 'part time from home' job has turned into deadline central with urgent phone calls and emails from early in the morning till late at night. I was even taking calls and texting during playgroup today. Everything has suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite simply, work isn't working for me. Work is pulling me in too many different directions. Its scattering my energies between different clients, different reports, different deadlines. I don't dare take a minute to tidy my desk or even write a to-do lists, practices that I used to hold sacred. My proverbial saw is blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been re-reading Buddhism for Mothers, which Nikki suggested I should turn to. I need to stop rushing, and start focussing on being mindful. When I'm working I need to work. When I am not working, I need to develop the confidence to turn my cell phone off, close the computer down, and be a mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working from home, splitting child care with Hubby, both of us working less than full time - this is supposed to be the post feminist nirvana. But, more and more I'm realising, it just doesn't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is a rather desperate sounding Works For Me Wednesday, so cheer yourselves up and head over to &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/"&gt;http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/shannon/&lt;/a&gt;  for some more cheerful links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-2127777682990762780?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2127777682990762780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=2127777682990762780' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2127777682990762780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/2127777682990762780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/modern-cloth-nappies-for-dummies.html' title='Work doesn&apos;t work for me'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3007011990826810387</id><published>2008-05-05T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:11:12.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Incarnating Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;"This Divine Feminine principle is most fully represented on earth in the mother and child. Thus today does motherhood give the possibility of revealing the Divine in its archetypal feminine form. It should be said that a true and conscious art of motherhood as it is practised by an increasing number of young women, gives an opportunity for the Divine Mother Being to work into human souls on earth, to be manifested amongst us. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;On my bookshelf at the moment is &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.steinerbooks.org/detail.html?session=6c77df2f885dd35d7ef95e66a96b5447&amp;amp;id=1869890043"&gt;The Incarnating Child &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;by Joan Salter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Its such a strange book that I almost didn't write about it. The combination of her generation (she would be my Grandmothers age) and her extreme Anthroposophism means that a lot of it it pretty out there. She recommends 'nipple preparation', is against extended breastfeeding, and recommends a level of controlled crying. She suggests that cows milk is "the ideal food to help the child incarnate" - and comes dangerously close to suggesting that mothers should give cows milk over formula even in the first year. Fruits which grow above the earth should be introduced before vegetables that grow on the earth, and then root vegetables which grow under the earth. That is, unless your child has a large head, and is therefore a slow incarnator. They need root vegetables early to balance out their dreaminess. I could go on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;All of this makes me nervous, and is certainly at odds with the way most Steiner people I have met go about their lives. The 'Anthros' I know (and I invite lots of comments please) seem to see the 'indications of Rudolf Steiner' as revealing, but don't treat them as gospel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Although I would hate for anyone to think this is what all Steiner mums are like, I have thorougly enjoyed reading it. It reads a little like a 1950s home economics text, or for that matter Ms Stricy-Pants Gina Ford - its terribly precise and prescriptive with no room for questions. But, at the same, time, I actually found myself agreeing with an awful lot that she says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;- Exposure to the worlds rush and bustle must be avoided (for newborns). The best music for this ages is a softly played lyre or flute ; and lullabies, sund by mother and grandmothers down the ages, have a timeless value. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;- The best colours for baby are rosy pink, mauve, pale blue, a sunny yellow, or creamy white. Brown and green should be avoided, for they are too 'earth' for the young child'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;-For a child under a year old to wear a flimsy top only ... is contrary to the laws of Nature ... it is asking for body organ degeneration in later life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;- A common error is to expect a young child to be capable of making a choice ... How much better for the child if Mother, in a cheerful and authoritative voice says 'Bathtime now! come and get dressed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;- Television watching ... induces passivity and cripples initiative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- If someone gives you a 'horror' as a baby gift, have the courage not to use it! The well being of the baby is the prime consideration.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;and my very favourite just to leave you with ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- The deplorable Mr Men series is a sorry and degrading portrayal of everything human. It can only undermine a child's respect for what shoud be the dignity of man.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3007011990826810387?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3007011990826810387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3007011990826810387' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3007011990826810387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3007011990826810387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/incarnating-child.html' title='The Incarnating Child'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-716490074688517589</id><published>2008-05-02T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:38:14.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I adore reading other mothers blogs. I love getting an insight into the every day details of other peoples lives. I love reading people’s inner thoughts, and struggles. I suspect people share more intimately on their blog than they often do in real life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I sometimes struggle to write when I think of people I 'know' reading my blog. I worry that they might snigger or judge me somehow. Somehow philosophizing isn’t best done in polite company, but rather in the anonymity of our online selves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;But I'm not feeling particularly philosophical today. Life is busier than I would like it to be at the moment. I seem to be struggling to find any sense of balance between being a mother, a wife, a home maker, a friend, and this pesky career thing I have on the side. So when I sit down to write, a million 'to dos' float around my mind, and nothing else comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So, in honour of my current writers block I thought I would share some random posts that I have read recently that I have found particularly inspiring ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://uncommongrace.typepad.com/uncommongrace/2007/12/sick-in-bed.html"&gt;Uncommon Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"All this has me thinking about the rituals that we keep when our children are not themselves -- suffering, under the weather, emotionally distressed, etc. Most of the time I kind of think that those times are isolated and somehow not part of our "real life." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yet, there they are, cropping up and reminding me of the messiness of life. And how important these times of convalescence are: to nourish a sick child's body, to nurture a sorrowful child's spirit, to ease a suffering child's mind. What does it take to do that job? Yes, it takes some real physical things: some eucalytus oil in the vaporizer, a homeopathic remedy under the tongue, a cool cloth on the forehead, a gentle massage of aching muscles. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But most of all, it takes time. Time is the best gift I can give my children, when they need me, and even when they think they don't. Time that sometimes I think I don't have. But if I really take the time to be present with my children, everything else seems to fall into place anyway. That time spent is an even greater gift to me. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluebirdbaby.typepad.com/bluebirdbaby/2008/04/blue.html"&gt;Bluebird Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the little one and I were raking the garden yesterday I began to think of my mother. We had beautiful flower beds around our house growing up. We were always outside gardening or inside baking. I was trying to imagine how much of that would have been lost if we had a computer in our living room. How would I have felt if my mother was online instead of getting her hands dirty in the garden? (And this is in no way said to make anyone feel bad about their computer usage! It's just my feelings about how my time is spent.) Those times spent gardening and baking are some of my fondest memories. I want to make sure the little one has that too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soulemama.com/soulemama/2008/04/earth-day-2008.html"&gt;Soule Mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a firm believer that one must truly know and love something in order to be believe strongly enough to protect, save and heal it. This philosophy guides the way we parent in so many different areas, and certainly our feelings and beliefs about the Earth are at the top of that. I truly want for my children to love and know the world around them, and as a byproduct, I know (and have already seen) that a sense of caring for it will evolve. I don't want to flood them with doom and gloom of the state of the world, but rather, mindfully give them information as they are ready - as they age, and as emotions mature. I think they know a lot about the state of things, but more than that, they really quite simply are in love with - and still getting to know - the Earth around them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Wishing you all a wonderful weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Gypsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-716490074688517589?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/716490074688517589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=716490074688517589' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/716490074688517589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/716490074688517589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/writers-block.html' title='Writers Block'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-870992899888140848</id><published>2008-04-30T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:16:48.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>The challenge is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://crunchychicken.blogspot.com/2008/03/buy-nothing-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="Buy Nothing Challenge - April 2008" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8ndgSYbdkZ0/R_Bf-rOOfiI/AAAAAAAABL4/gk2ccaef-Bs/S1600-R/banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The Buy Nothing Challenge is officially over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I'm feeling particularly virtuous I have to say. Apart from the &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/04/13/off-the-wagon/"&gt;birthday banner&lt;/a&gt; splurge I have been extremely restrained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;While I have bought some new clothes for Munchkin, I have found New Zealand made, and usually WAHM made options I even found NZ Made socks at &lt;a href="http://www.cosytoes.com/"&gt;http://www.cosytoes.com/&lt;/a&gt; - and they are the best socks ever. Most of her winter wardrobe I bought second hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;My biggest oops was a new duvet inner for Munchkin. After a particularly chilly night I decided we needed a new duvet right now - no messing around looking for second hand options when a good night sleep is at stake. I was delighted to find what appered to be a 'made in New Zealand' wool duvet inner. 100% Pure New Zealand Wool. New Zealand's Warmest Wool Duvet. And the name of a New Zealand company, with a New Zealand address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Yet, when I opened the box, took the duvet out of the very eco-friendly calico bag, and spread it out - I found the tiny little label. Sure enough "Made in China". Disappointing, but not suprising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;This challenge has really made me think, hard, about what I buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't think I will be able to buy Made in China again without serious consideration. The human rights abuses, the coal generation, the political system, the miles things must travel, the workers rights or lack thereof ... its not something I feel I can support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Hubby is feeling a bit over all this 'crunchy-ness' though and has begged me to stop trying any new ideas. On the weekend my friend confessed to buying 3 tops from TNT (a very cheap children's clothing company here) for her daughter. On the way home Hubby suggested that it would just be easier if I would do the same, and questioned whether it was really worth the effort - wouldn't there be more productive ways to spend my time. He may be right - but as those of you who read my &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/04/19/cheap-at-what-cost/"&gt;earlier post&lt;/a&gt; know - it would break my tree-hugging heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;As much as I hate to admit it, its really not that easy being green. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Crunchy Chicken's new challenge for May is a great one - an &lt;a href="http://crunchychicken.blogspot.com/2008/04/extreme-eco-throwdown.html"&gt;extreme eco-throwdown&lt;/a&gt;. It has got lots of ideas spinning around my head. But for now, I think I'll keep on with the no-made-in-China, second hand where possible, buy local, regime. I can't wait to read how everyone else goes with it though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-870992899888140848?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/870992899888140848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=870992899888140848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/870992899888140848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/870992899888140848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/challenge-is-over.html' title='The challenge is over'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8ndgSYbdkZ0/R_Bf-rOOfiI/AAAAAAAABL4/gk2ccaef-Bs/s72-Rc/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1302412518405903011</id><published>2008-04-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:57:26.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><title type='text'>You Make My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SBfCLJwzQcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WH5rFBAKl8k/s1600-h/You+Make+My+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194834192050110914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SBfCLJwzQcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WH5rFBAKl8k/s320/You+Make+My+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The lovely Dawn at &lt;a href="http://renaissancemama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renaissance Mama&lt;/a&gt; sent me a 'You Make My Day' blog award. That's so sweet - thank you very much Dawn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I want to pass this on to Gabes at &lt;a href="http://sweetp-knits.blogspot.com/"&gt;SweetPKnits&lt;/a&gt;. Gabes is a wonderful knitter whose blog makes me seriously considering taking to the needles. She has patiently answered my knitting questions, and between us we have seriously improved what my Mother in Law is knitting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Gabes has designed a free pattern for a little &lt;a href="http://sweetp-knits.blogspot.com/2008/02/childrens-earflap-hat-pattern.html"&gt;ear flap pilot cap&lt;/a&gt;. She has done this as a fundraising initiative for Child Cancer - so if you love the pattern, knit it up and send some money to your local Child Cancer foundation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;A good project and a good cause. It Makes My Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1302412518405903011?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1302412518405903011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1302412518405903011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1302412518405903011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1302412518405903011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-make-my-day.html' title='You Make My Day'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/SBfCLJwzQcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/WH5rFBAKl8k/s72-c/You+Make+My+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6939031887272688002</id><published>2008-04-29T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:45:05.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Whatever the weather, we will still have fun together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Munchkin’s favourite past-time is playing outside. We have a small section, with grass, trees, and some decking and stairs out front and back. She runs and runs, around the grass, up the stairs, along the deck, across the pavers. She picks up leaves, plays with stones, lies down on the grass and laughs hysterically. If its raining she sits down, and pokes out her tongue to drink the water. If its windy she puts her neck forward and runs, as if trying to kiss the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I’m more a fan of the great indoors. A duvet, hot water bottle and a good book are more my thing that a sleeping bag, tent, and a thermos. But I see how much pleasure Munchkin gets from being outside, in nature. So I put on my woolly hat and my boots and jump in to the leaves along side her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine, we get outdoors everyday. We go to parks and gardens and playgrounds. We feed ducks. We hug trees. We play in the leaves. We go to the beach and get covered in sand. We get wet, messy, cold, and down right dirty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Sometimes it seems too miserable to go outside, too windy, too cold. I take inspiration from &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780890879672"&gt;Rahima Baldwin Dancy&lt;/a&gt; who tells the story of a kindergarten in Germany where the children go outside everyday, whatever the weather. She says ‘there is no such thing as inappropriate weather, only inappropriate clothing’. That's become our motto around here too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6939031887272688002?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6939031887272688002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6939031887272688002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6939031887272688002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6939031887272688002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/whatever-weather-we-will-still-have-fun.html' title='Whatever the weather, we will still have fun together'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5933778512694008550</id><published>2008-04-25T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T02:00:14.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to Domestically Blissed at Blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping Blogger will let me create a prettier, easier to read blog, and it means I can use librarything which I just love (see my list of books in the sidebar, it will change all the time!). Lots of people have also said they want to leave comments but couldn't before, so hopefully Blogger will make this easier too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll find my personal favourite posts popping up here in the archives as I transfer them. Its been really interesting reading my old posts, its just a shame I can't transfer comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Please bear with me if thinks look a little odd from time to time while I 'settle in' to my new blog home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Also, for those of you kind enough to have me in your 'favourites' pages, please change my link when you get a moment. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Gypsy xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5933778512694008550?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5933778512694008550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5933778512694008550' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5933778512694008550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5933778512694008550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-to-domestically-blissed-at.html' title='Welcome to Blogger'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-7397713996822285230</id><published>2008-04-21T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:54:50.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><title type='text'>Slow down … you move too fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Over the last three weeks, our playgroup has had a few sessions with a woman from the Steiner federation. It has been an amazing experience, but I have struggled to write about it because it has affected me so personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother who rushes around at high speed, speaks very quickly, spends hours on the internet, schedules activities in for every day, works part time, loves the company of others and gets extremely jittery at the thought of spending time alone … a lot of what this woman had to say was very hard to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I am paraphrasing terribly, and I welcome comments from anyone that thinks I have gotten the wrong end of the Steiner stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know the way we speak to our children can be deeply harmful, but we often forget that it can be extremely helpful, and healing. Young children absorb everything they experience into their very being. In that sense, the way we speak to them actually forms who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By being fully present when we speak, by choosing our words consciously, by speaking slowly, calmly, peacefully we help our children develop fully. Beautiful words will have a very positive affect, just as ugly words will harm our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling our homes with artificial voices – the television, the radio, recorded music – confuses the child and is no substitute for the living voice. It is only the living voice that can be the powerfully positive, healing force that we desire. Children need to hear their mother and father speaking to them, singing to them, telling them stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are very sensitive to sense impressions and even a trip to the supermarket, with its bright lights, colours and noises, will be incredibly overwhelming. It is important to give our children a rich home-life – and that means spending a lot of time at home, just pottering about quietly doing home-making activities. Children won’t get bored doing this – they will love imitating their mother, playing with a few simple toys, running around the garden. It is the mothers that get bored. Many mothers are ‘too much in the mind’ with a running commentary going through our heads, thinking about the next thing we need to do, giving off a busy, nervous energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She commented that when mothers live ‘in their heads’ and rush their children around over-filling them with sense impressions, the children too become manic, over-wraught, excitable. Homes are filled with so many toys – these can be pared down to just a very very few quality toys that the child can love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she said has had a big impact on me. Initially - I wanted to reject everything she was saying. After all, we don’t watch TV, hardly go to the mall, our activities usually take place outdoors and close to nature. We might be busy, but I really thought that Munchkin likes going out, being busy as much as I do – and I would go crazy spending a day at home. I thought of women of my mothers generation, who suffered from terrible loneliness without the social support networks we have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as I thought about it, the truth of these teachings really hit me. Of course, adopting these teachings doesn’t mean we stop seeing other people. Or that we stop going out. But spending more time at home, not doing anything in particular has made a big difference. Munchkin thrives on this. And surprisingly, I’m really enjoying it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-7397713996822285230?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7397713996822285230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=7397713996822285230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7397713996822285230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/7397713996822285230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/over-last-three-weeks-our-playgroup-has.html' title='Slow down … you move too fast'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3527023125655978875</id><published>2008-04-11T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:28:40.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Fair Enough</title><content type='html'>On National Radio this week I heard an interview about human trafficking and the growth in human slavery across the world. Disturbing, appalling, sobering stuff. It has stuck with me all week and I felt I had to make some comment on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many everyday products may well have been produced with some elements of slave labour. Without Fair Trade certification, any product from the developing world is suspect – even our cell phones and lap tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the interviewee specifically mentioned that the tea, coffee, chocolate, and to some extent sugar industries are rife with human slavery. One of the most important things we can do is buy fair trade brands like &lt;a href="http://www.scarboroughfairfoods.co.nz/"&gt;Scarborough Fair&lt;/a&gt; and Trade Aid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all very price driven, and its certainly no different here at Domestically Blissed where I talk regularly about our ‘budget of doom’. But if saving a few cents means that your coffee could be made by slave labour, then we are hardly any better than the human traffickers themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn more about Fair Trade visit the &lt;a href="http://www.fairtrade.net/"&gt;international fair trade labeling organisation&lt;/a&gt; .You can also listen to the interview that I heard by following &lt;a href="http://www.radionz.co.nz/national/programmes/ninetonoon/20080408"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; and selecting the interview marked “World’s Fasted Growing Crime”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3527023125655978875?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3527023125655978875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3527023125655978875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3527023125655978875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3527023125655978875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/fair-enough.html' title='Fair Enough'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1431850159542632096</id><published>2008-04-03T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:53:25.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><title type='text'>Let it wait - Steiner and delayed academics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;My copy of You Are Your Child's First Teacher is due back at the library on Monday, so I’ve been busily re-reading it. As soon as a second hand copy comes up I’ll be jumping to buy it – it is such a wonderful resource. One of my favourite chapters is on cognitive development and early childhood education. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things people often struggle with about Waldorf schools is the delayed academics, in particular not teaching reading until the age of seven. As Baldwin-Darcy says ‘there is tremendous pressure in our society to teach reading, writing and math to children at an increasingly early age’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents I know delight when their three year olds love books and start to recognize words. Understandably, we are all so proud of our children, we want them to achieve. But what are they achieving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Little children can copy at a rote level, but they’re probably not using the (neurological) circuits which will connect with meaning. Let it wait. Children of this age should not be sitting at desks, doing academic tasks. Get their busy brains out doing and learning, not practicing lower level skills” Jane Healy – Your Child’s Growing Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there is no evidence that early academics has any long term benefits at all – despite not being taught to read before the age of seven, by age nine Waldorf /Steiner educated kids are achieving just as well academically.&lt;br /&gt;Baldwin-Darcy describes a typical Steiner kindergarten (for 3-6 year olds). The days activities include story time, snack time, arts and crafts, a movement and singing circle, and lots of free play, usually outside. Rather than copying letters and struggling with maths, these five and six year olds are crafting animals out of beeswax, making bread, digging in the sandpit, singing songs, running, exploring, having fun. Of course they are learning, but the three ‘r’s are not the focus here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this made me think of what delayed academics might have meant for some people I know who hated school. Right from day one, they struggled with reading, hated sitting still. Right from day one, they were labeled as ‘struggling’. Meetings were held with their parents. Extra tuition was sought. By the time they were seven, about the age that Steiner kids are just starting more structured lessons, these children were convinced they were dumb.&lt;br /&gt;One man I spoke to said ‘class-room – dumb. after school tuition – dumber. Reading recovery programme – dumbest’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved school. I loved writing, I loved reading, and I shied away from anything artistic or physical. I was not the ideal Steiner child. I wonder if a Steiner/Waldorf school would have made me a more balanced person – rather than being labeled as an ‘academic’ sort of child at the tender age of 4. Perhaps more physical play, more singing, more painting and crafting would simply have been more fun, more healthy than reading chapter books at 6. I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do we push our children so hard? Is it from pride – that we want our little Munchkins to prove how clever they are? It is from fear – that if they don’t start early they will never catch up? Is it because we think that’s what good parents do – after all every mainstream parenting magazine has ads from Leapfrog and Fisher Price encouraging us to buy their ‘educational’ toys. I suspect it’s a little bit of all of these things – a symptom of our middle class neurosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1431850159542632096?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1431850159542632096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1431850159542632096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1431850159542632096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1431850159542632096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-copy-of-you-are-your-childs-first.html' title='Let it wait - Steiner and delayed academics'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-4711483824047485704</id><published>2008-03-25T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:40:23.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>In defence of natural toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Earlier this week I was with my friend the Yummy Mummy. We were talking, as we usually do, about mothering and children. She commented that the common thread in all parenting books is to treat your child with love and kindness, and provide them with a stable, secure environment. She also commented that she personally couldn’t get that excited about things like wooden toys and not using playpens, and that surely children wouldn’t be any worse off for playing with lots of cheap plastic toys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have to say I’d never really looked at it that way. I was so convinced of the inherent superiority of what I think of as ‘real’ toys – wooden, open-ended, natural, old-fashioned toys that I had never challenged myself as to why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On reflection, I don’t necessarily believe that Munchkin will somehow be ‘advantaged’ by having wooden toys, or spending as much time as possible outside, or going to a Steiner playgroup. I don’t think that she will be smarter or happier than other children who play with Barbies (urggh) or Fisher Price toys with lots of batteries and whizzy bits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet, I am very passionate about what Munchkin plays with, as those of you who read often will know. I believe that simple toys encourage Munchkin to use her imagination. I believe that avoiding ‘licensed’ toys will keep some of our pervasive consumer culture out of her childhood. I believe that natural materials means the toys are a bit safer for her to chew on. I know that natural toys, made either in a fair-trade situation or by independent crafts-people in first world nations, are better for the environment and better for the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I choose real toys, not because I think it makes me a better parent, but because of my personal values. Some of the values that I hold very dear are walking gently on the earth, respecting all human beings, and a belief in the infinite nature of human potential.  These values are expressed in everything I do, and in particular they are expressed every time I spend, or don’t spend, money. For me principles of fair trade, environmental sustainability and honouring craftsmanship are important considerations in every purchase I make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This isn’t to say that I only buy fair trade, organic, eco-friendly products – I don’t. Financial realities and day to day efficiency often come first … but I try to strike a balance.  I certainly hope that Munchkin’s childhood will teach her these values. I do hope that she will have a wonderful childhood – but it’s a reflection of my ‘ideal’ of a wonderful childhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say, I’ve realized that as much as I care about this I would hate to be a zealot. I don’t want to ‘take a stand’ when Grandparents buy her plastic battery powered rubbish – I want to teach her gratitude and respect too. I know some parents who have had major family falling outs over the ‘toy’ issue, and I would feel so sad if I became so obsessed with this issue that I let my relationships suffer for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Its easy in natural parenting circles to get caught up in the dogma. Its easy to feel that our way is somehow superior, and that all parents should be like us. By making the personal political we can become very judgmental of others. Its one of the reasons that I am so glad to have friends whose values are a bit different to mine, and who aren’t afraid to say so. The moral high-ground is, after all, a very lonely place to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-4711483824047485704?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4711483824047485704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=4711483824047485704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4711483824047485704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/4711483824047485704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-defence-of-natural-toys.html' title='In defence of natural toys'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-727152370688301877</id><published>2008-03-16T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:15:26.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domestrivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>Supermarket Confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;If our paths ever cross at the supermarket, you might recognize me by what’s in my trolley. Or rather, what’s not in my trolley. This week my trolley seemed particularly sparse, particularly as the woman in front of me seemed to pull out treat after treat … all in what seemed to be her typical week’s grocery shopping. 5 lots of meat, all in plastic trays, processed sausages, salami, biscuits, chippies, little pottles of yoghurt, snack bars, fruit juice containers, disposable nappies, wipes, formula, baby food, bakery goodies, two types of breakfast cereal, a couple of frozen pizzas, ice-cream …. I bet you could open her pantry and always find something ‘ready to eat’. Oh, and a couple of bottle of cleaning products – jif and sunlight I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;My trolley by comparison was just a bunch of ingredients. A large bag of rolled oats to make muesli. 2 bags of flour. Yeast, cocoa and baking soda, and some spices. A kilo of mince, which was on special. Oil, butter, milk, sour cream and a large tub of plain yoghurt. Chickpeas, couscous and dried fruit from the bulk bins. The treats were few and far between – a pottle of organic hummus and 2 bottles of sparking water. Oh and the meat pies my hubby insists on eating for lunch – but that’s another story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Looking at the two trolleys I found myself thinking - I’m possibly not as ‘mainstream’ as I think. You see, I make my own bread, and cook from scratch. I make our muesli. I buy my cleaning products in bulk at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecostore.co.nz/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt; ecostore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;. I use cloth nappies and wipes and make my own baby food. I’ve even started using mama-pads so sanitary protection products don’t even get a look in these days. I do use some baking paper and plastic wrap, although I try to minimise – and I buy them in catering size packs. The supermarket is really where I buy ‘ingredients’ not where I buy ‘food’ – if that makes sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I felt quite envious of this other mum for a while. I bet when she got home she didn’t set about turning a kilo of mince into 5 meals for the freezer, soaking chickpeas for falafel mix, or popping a cake in the oven. I bet she never had to stay up late on a Sunday night to make muesli for the week. And I bet she has never ended up with baby poo on the laundry floor from a cloth nappy disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But then I saw the cost of her shopping $280 as opposed to my $106! And I thought of the cost to the environment of all that packaging, destined for landfill. And I thought of the cost to her family’s health of all that processed food. And you know what … my way might not be as ‘convenient’ or as ‘efficient’ .. but I know which trolley I’d rather have.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-727152370688301877?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/727152370688301877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=727152370688301877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/727152370688301877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/727152370688301877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-our-paths-ever-cross-at-supermarket.html' title='Supermarket Confessions'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-3599362006744186650</id><published>2008-03-16T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:59:32.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Before I fell in love with Steiner I was very interested in Montessori education. There are many things the two philosophies have in common, but one of the areas they part ways on is ‘fantasy’.&lt;br /&gt;In The Absorbent Mind” Maria Montessori talks about children’s love of fantasy, magic and pretend play as if it was a sign that something was wrong. Too much ‘pretend’ play should be discouraged, and children gently brought back into the ‘real’ world. This was something I could never quite get my head around. If any Montessorians are reading this and wish to comment, I’d love to hear from you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Steiner on the other hand sees that the first seven years are ripe for imaginative play, and that a rich fantasy life should be encouraged to develop children’s full creative potential. This seems to be born out by modern science, in fact a whole episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/parenting/tv_and_radio/child_of_our_time/progguide_series7prog3.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Child of Our Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt; was recently devoted to the development of creativity and the ‘crisis’ around seven years when the real world comes crashing in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;I remember as a child being very deeply in 'fantasy'. I had an imaginary friend, I had passionate relationships with my dolls. My aunty remembers giving me a small play-horse and says that I took it into my room and held it up, turning it around and staring at it in awe.  I would love Munchkin to have the same love of fantasy that I had, and find Steiner philosophy full of wonderful ideas to encourage this.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;In ‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780890879672" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;You are your child’s first teacher’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;, Rahima dedicates a whole chapter to developing fantasy and imagination. Dolls, toys, fairytales and nursery rhymes are all important parts of this.  She explains that  &lt;em&gt;“Everything the young child takes in makes a profound impression on him”.&lt;/em&gt; So quality toys, made of natural materials, and that are ‘open ended’ so children can play with them in a myriad of ways are the ideal. I have seen this at playgroup where a circle of rough wood becomes a plate, a hat, a shield, a wall, a door … all in the space of a morning. A piece of blue coloured muslin becomes the sky, the sea, a curtain, a blanket, a peekaboo device.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Dolls play a particular role in Steiner play. Rahima writes that “&lt;em&gt;We need to put our attention into the quality of the dolls our children have. Not only their expression is important, but the quality of the material as well. Is the doll hard and cold or soft and huggable? Is the hair platinum and grotesquely matted after a week’s play? A soft cloth doll with yarn hair and a neutral expression provides the child with a companion who can change as she does… Barbie is a multimillion dollar enterprise and encouraging our young children to indulge in her designer jeans and convertible supportive values that impoverish the world of the young child”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;And Fairy Tales and Nursery Rhymes are also very ‘Steiner’. I always had a problem with Fairy Tales, and I still hate the Hansel and Gretel tale, and Cinderella. Children being treated badly and alone in the world made me hugely sad as a child, and today. Rahima says to simply avoid stories that bring out these feelings in you as an adult, because your fear will be transmitted to children. However, she suggests a wide range of lovely Fairy Tales, that are actually very sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;  For three year olds she suggests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mainlesson.com/display.php?author=bailey&amp;amp;book=hour&amp;amp;story=porridge&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=e7d915c43b3e5b7435a4088802423c89" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Sweet Porridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Goldilocks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mainlesson.com/display.php3?author=treadwell&amp;amp;book=primer&amp;amp;story=tuppens" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Little Tuppens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Little Louse and Little Flea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The Turnip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The Mitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mainlesson.com/display.php?author=bailey&amp;amp;book=hour&amp;amp;story=gingerbread" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The Gingerbread Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mainlesson.com/display.php?author=lmr&amp;amp;book=k1rainbow&amp;amp;story=johnny" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The Johnny Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;The Hungry Cat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;And my last comment on this, rather long and drawn out post, is to dismiss any myth that Steiner parents don’t read to their children. While making up your own stories is strongly encouraged, I had a discussion with a woman from the Steiner Federation here who said that we should ‘fill our children’s lives with books’ and continue reading to them not only as babies, but right up in to their teens. Wise lady that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;Initially posted at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/03/15/fantasy/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/03/15/fantasy/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-3599362006744186650?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3599362006744186650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=3599362006744186650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3599362006744186650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/3599362006744186650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/fantasy.html' title='Fantasy'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-1539816830256097682</id><published>2008-03-11T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:02:29.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Housework ... but not as we know it</title><content type='html'>Still working through &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780890879672"&gt;’You are your child’s first teacher’ &lt;/a&gt;and still getting so much out of it.&lt;br /&gt;One of the themes in many Waldorf/Steiner books I have read, and that I have heard spoken about in our playgroup, is the role of the mother as a ‘model’ doing house hold tasks in a calm, pleasant way. Our attitude and approach is the most important part of the equation, not the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our original playgroup teachers was a wonderful example of this. She moved gracefully, with a soft smile on her face, and humming while she worked. She would sort out the bread rolls, organise hand washing stations, cut fruit for morning tea, arrange dolls for story time, all with this calm, serene, contented presence. And the children all gravitated towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following except from the book speaks directly to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because rhythmical activity speaks so strongly to children, it is helpful to bring conscious gestures into our household tasks such as folding clothes, sweeping floors and washing the windows, car or floor. The children will watch, join in to help, or simply take it all in as they go about their work of playing. It sounds like we’re back at the same old stuff – housework- but there are two differences. One is we’re doing these activities with awareness of how we move, with awareness of their beneficial effect on the young child and with caring. The other is that we might be doing things we wouldn’t ordinarily do like sweeping, washing place mats on a scrubbing board, ironing, grinding grain with a hand mill, baking, sanding wood and so forth.  By becoming conscious of our own activities, by regulating our daily lives in a harmonious, rhythmical way, by valuing what we do around our children, we are shaping their will forces, and helping their physical bodies to develop in as healthy a way as possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a huge challenge for me. I am a rusher, clumsy, frantic, stressed and displeased about having to do ‘mundane’ things. I long to do tasks without a toddler pulling on my skirt, and try to distract her with toys so I can get some peace to finish my own tasks. I have much to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally published at http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-1539816830256097682?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1539816830256097682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=1539816830256097682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1539816830256097682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/1539816830256097682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/housework-but-not-as-we-know-it.html' title='Housework ... but not as we know it'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-652196244964860216</id><published>2008-03-04T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:05:27.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Waldorf Toddlers</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to share more from this wonderful &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780890879672" target="_blank"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; on Steiner parenting that I started to blog about last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to toddlers, the Waldorf philosophy - if I get this right - is that young children exist wholly in their physical senses and their will. So for toddlers its all about  touching, tasting, hearing, smelling and seeing. They are insatiable for all these wonderful new things. One of the most important things you can do is to pay attention to all that surrounds your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This includes the food, clothing, images, toys sunshine, sand and water. It also includes the less tangible ‘nourishment’ that comes from your warmth and love and the emotions that surround your child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as the senses, your toddlers will is developing - their internal drive and motivation is still very instinctual but it is moving from the pure instinct of a baby to the ‘urge’ of a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Steiner, will begins as instinct in a baby, then gradually changes over the years into urge, then desire then motive. Urge is still strongly connected to the body (biological urges) Such urges will further metamorphose into desire when the emotional element enters around the age of two or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you would expect in a Waldorf book, there is a strong aversion to the commercialization of childhood. Caution is suggested in what you bring in to your home, whether through the influence of television, so called ‘educational toys’ like computers for babies, flashcards for toddlers, or structured lessons for pre-schoolers. Instead of these more commercial activities, there is a wonderful list for each age group of suggested toys and things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, in the Toddlers chapter she suggests push toys, wooden blocks cut from various diameters of a tree, low containers for water play, a sandbox, a toy telephone, simple dolls, nesting toys, block crayons, and balls. Activities include letting your toddler ‘help’ you around the house, going on nature walks, hiding games, and lots of singing Physical activity is critical for toddlers, and Rahima explains that “&lt;em&gt;when your child is first mastering new body skills, most play consists in pure movement without the element of fantasy. A young child loves to run, jump, walk on tiptoe, climb, run around or roll on the ground. Like a lamb in springtime or a young colt, your child delights in movement for the sheer joy of it&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly enjoyed her suggestions for discipline with toddlers. &lt;em&gt;If you want to teach a certain behaviour to your child, one of the best ways is  to actually do it in front of (or with) him. This demands that we as adults get up and actually do something. Movement combined with the smallest  amount of fantasy or good humour can go a long way toward getting the child to do what you want… For example, early in the year at our Waldorf preschool, several children couldn’t sit calmly during snack time. “We sit with our feet in front of us’ we repeated again and again, as we reseated the child or showed our own straight way of sitting. After several months the children were older and able to sit calmly during snack time, and the lesson had been repeated so many times that it had begun to penetrate the body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is certainly something that I have taken on board with Munchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First published at &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/03/04/you-are-your-childs-first-teacher-the-toddler-years/"&gt;http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/03/04/you-are-your-childs-first-teacher-the-toddler-years/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-652196244964860216?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/652196244964860216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=652196244964860216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/652196244964860216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/652196244964860216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/waldorf-toddlers.html' title='Waldorf Toddlers'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-6995488821293377212</id><published>2008-02-26T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:09:10.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>You Are Your Child's First Teacher</title><content type='html'>I have just finished reading a wonderful book  &lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/US-9780890879672" target="_blank"&gt;‘You are your child’s first teacher’ &lt;/a&gt;by Rahima Baldwin Dancy. I thought some of you might be interested in hearing a bit about it. It seems to be one of the most commonly recommended ‘introductions’ to Steiner education (or Waldorf education for you in the US!) and I certainly found that it gave me a good insight into the Steiner philosophy, without getting bogged down in theory or dogma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book covers so much ground that any review I write of it will simply not do it justice. Instead I thought I would write a few posts that focus on the parts of the book that I personally enjoyed the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to start with - what does she say about babies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While attachment parenting and Steiner education are not the same thing, there is a strong attachment parenting ’feel’ to this book. The author stresses the importance of a responsive mother, who is in tune with her child and provides nurturing, comfort and security. Baby carrying, co-sleeping and breastfeeding on demand are certainly supported by this book, as is a slow, gentle path to establishing daily rhythms for little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In line with the Steiner belief that babies arrive from a spirit-realm, she suggests very gentle birth practices, preserving quiet and calm especially in the first six weeks, keeping your newborn warm and wearing only natural fibres, and placing blue and pink silks over the bassinet to bath baby in soft light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rahima Baldwin-Dancy is far from prescriptive though, and encourages mothers to develop their own instincts and the confidence to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; ”The key, as I see it, is not to follow any “system” or “expert” to the sacrifice of your child. Try to inform yourself and ask “what does the child need in this situation for his or her best development?” Use your head, listen to your heart and make your best decisions based on what you perceive your child needs and what you are able to provide in each situation”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I can’t personally think of any better advice for a new mum that that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenhour.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First published at &lt;a href="http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/02/27/you-are-your-childs-first-teacher/"&gt;http://domesticallyblissed.wordpress.com/2008/02/27/you-are-your-childs-first-teacher/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.goodbooksnz.co.nz/book/UK-9780143004523" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-6995488821293377212?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6995488821293377212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=6995488821293377212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6995488821293377212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/6995488821293377212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-your-childs-first-teacher.html' title='You Are Your Child&apos;s First Teacher'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002324729475292127.post-5859370026470862343</id><published>2008-02-16T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:17:20.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco Stuff'/><title type='text'>To Market To Market</title><content type='html'>One of my absolute favourite things to do on a Saturday morning is to visit a Farmer’s Market. Wandering around the stalls, buying beautiful fresh vegetables, fruit, bread and other goodies, drinking a coffee, listening to a live band and eating something sinful … it just doesn’t get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My absolute favourite is the &lt;a href="http://www.matakanavillage.co.nz/farmmkt01.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Matakana Farmers Market&lt;/a&gt;, right in the centre of Matakana village. I just adore the atmosphere at this market, somehow I am transformed into the crystal wearing, basket carrying, folk singing bohemian earth mama that I long to be.&lt;br /&gt;At Matakana they, of course, have an incredible selection of organic fruit, veggies, breads, and other lovely food stuffs - as farmers markets do. But there are all sorts of little extras -  organic buckwheat crepes made by &lt;a href="http://www.rainbowvalleyfarm.co.nz/" target="_blank"&gt;Rainbow Valley Farm &lt;/a&gt;students, amazing &lt;a href="http://www.mustardmakers.co.nz/" target="_blank"&gt;mustards&lt;/a&gt;,  whitebait and mussell fritters, freshly made vietnamese spring rolls, gourmet beers - its foody heaven. And to top it all off, you can then take your goodies, get a coffee and sit down by the river, listening to a wonderful live band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sadly, Matakana is nearly 2 hours away from where I live, so visits there are a special treat.&lt;br /&gt;For my weekly fix I head to &lt;a href="http://www.oratiafarmersmarket.co.nz/" target="_blank"&gt;Oratia Farmers Market&lt;/a&gt;, which is newer and not quite as large as Matakana, but still fabulous.  I was there this morning, and as you can see in the photo I brought home a rather delicious haul - apples, pears, plums, green beans, tomatoes, carrots, courgettes, capsicums, eggplants and some stunning bread - and I spent less than $20. I think that is incredibly good value, especially given that the majority of the produce is organic.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to resist the temptation to try the icecream, and our ‘budget of doom’ meant I couldn’t buy the salmon, freshly made pasta or gourmet olive oils … but it was lovely to look.&lt;br /&gt;Buying from authentic Farmer’s Markets means you are buying fresh, local produce. Supporting local farmers you are making alternatives to the big name retailers viable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ethical, its sustainable, and the food tastes better. What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;For a list of Farmers Markets in New Zealand visit &lt;a href="http://www.farmersmarkets.org.nz/"&gt;www.farmersmarkets.org.nz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002324729475292127-5859370026470862343?l=domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5859370026470862343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002324729475292127&amp;postID=5859370026470862343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5859370026470862343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002324729475292127/posts/default/5859370026470862343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://domesticallyblissed.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-market-to-market.html' title='To Market To Market'/><author><name>Gypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14507297241750333316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vN5KsSXiBYY/R8DC64sM2EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/LpCUuTHYX5A/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
