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        <title>Just sit and watch - Slowing Down the Blur - kevinmorrison&apos;s Blog - Raising Bakersfield</title>
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        <description>I went with my son&#039;s kindergarten class on their field trip to CALM today.&amp;nbsp; I realized that there are some times we need to just watch the kids from a step back.&amp;nbsp; With his friends, he is in his world, and it is really cool to watch him be who he wants to be.&amp;nbsp; So I didn&#039;t say much today like I normally would as a parent volunteer.&amp;nbsp; I just enjoyed watching my son be a kindergartner.&amp;nbsp; Remember when all you had to worry about was what kind of sandwich you got for lunch?&amp;nbsp; We can&#039;t live that way anymore, but it is a lot of fun to watch our kids be so worry free.
From left to right in the picture are Steven, Albert, Layton (my son), Reno and Alvaro.&amp;nbsp; And they all couldn&#039;t be happier.</description>
        <itunes:summary>I went with my son&#039;s kindergarten class on their field trip to CALM today.&amp;nbsp; I realized that there are some times we need to just watch the kids from a step back.&amp;nbsp; With his friends, he is in his world, and it is really cool to watch him be who he wants to be.&amp;nbsp; So I didn&#039;t say much today like I normally would as a parent volunteer.&amp;nbsp; I just enjoyed watching my son be a kindergartner.&amp;nbsp; Remember when all you had to worry about was what kind of sandwich you got for lunch?&amp;nbsp; We can&#039;t live that way anymore, but it is a lot of fun to watch our kids be so worry free.
From left to right in the picture are Steven, Albert, Layton (my son), Reno and Alvaro.&amp;nbsp; And they all couldn&#039;t be happier.</itunes:summary>
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                <title>May 8,  2008 at 01:05 PM : I recently told dh...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;I recently told dh that I used to be laid back and not get up tight over dumb things, then I became a SAHM and the springs have been twisted so tightly I can&#039;t let me kids be kids. I forget that a 5 year old can&#039;t do certain things, and that my 2 1/2 year old is still a toddler, not a big boy like his brother.&amp;nbsp; I need to figure out how to unwind my springs and get back to the happier me.&amp;nbsp; Slowly I am beginning to remember what it was like to not be stressed all the time - the other day the boys were outside playing, in the dirt and mud where they could find it, normally I would have been upset that they were getting all dirty and tracking dirt in the house (that was cleaned that morning), but instead I sat down and watched them, then even joined them in the mess, and it was fun. Granted I had to clean the floors the next morning again, but oh well, life goes on and those floors will be cleaned a million times before I&#039;m gone.&amp;nbsp; I&#039;m glad you enjoyed your trip and got to watch your son be himself, that&#039;s what melts your heart and pat yourself on the back for doing such a great job with your children.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/kevinmorrison/26291/#c_235637</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;I recently told dh that I used to be laid back and not get up tight over dumb things, then I became a SAHM and the springs have been twisted so tightly I can&#039;t let me kids be kids. I forget that a 5 year old can&#039;t do certain things, and that my 2 1/2 year old is still a toddler, not a big boy like his brother.&amp;nbsp; I need to figure out how to unwind my springs and get back to the happier me.&amp;nbsp; Slowly I am beginning to remember what it was like to not be stressed all the time - the other day the boys were outside playing, in the dirt and mud where they could find it, normally I would have been upset that they were getting all dirty and tracking dirt in the house (that was cleaned that morning), but instead I sat down and watched them, then even joined them in the mess, and it was fun. Granted I had to clean the floors the next morning again, but oh well, life goes on and those floors will be cleaned a million times before I&#039;m gone.&amp;nbsp; I&#039;m glad you enjoyed your trip and got to watch your son be himself, that&#039;s what melts your heart and pat yourself on the back for doing such a great job with your children.&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>May 8,  2008 at 02:05 PM : Stress free life....</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;Stress free life. What? Heh, at 19 I can&#039;t even have that, but then again that&#039;s my choice. I choose to go to college full time, and of course I have to work to live (mommy and daddy doesn&#039;t support me anymore, which is understandable.) That&#039;s why I love to go out and play some golf, or go out motorcycle riding, snowboarding, or whatever it is. I feel free, and the only thing I have to worry about is how I&#039;m going to hit the next ball, go through the next corner, or get off the ski lift. It&#039;s a free feeling, that of which we could all have again that is always there, and won&#039;t or doesn&#039;t disappear.&lt;/p&gt;
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                <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/kevinmorrison/26291/#c_235686</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Stress free life. What? Heh, at 19 I can&#039;t even have that, but then again that&#039;s my choice. I choose to go to college full time, and of course I have to work to live (mommy and daddy doesn&#039;t support me anymore, which is understandable.) That&#039;s why I love to go out and play some golf, or go out motorcycle riding, snowboarding, or whatever it is. I feel free, and the only thing I have to worry about is how I&#039;m going to hit the next ball, go through the next corner, or get off the ski lift. It&#039;s a free feeling, that of which we could all have again that is always there, and won&#039;t or doesn&#039;t disappear.&lt;/p&gt;
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                <title>May 8,  2008 at 02:05 PM : Every day when my son...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;Every day when my son gets out of Kindergarten, I ask him how his day was, what he ate, who he played with. The answers are most likely going to be &quot;Fine, Nothing and No One&quot;. GRRRRR So that is why I so enjoy working in his classroom each week.  It gives me a chance to observe as others do and see how he interacts with his peers. So interesting!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/kevinmorrison/26291/#c_235709</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Every day when my son gets out of Kindergarten, I ask him how his day was, what he ate, who he played with. The answers are most likely going to be &quot;Fine, Nothing and No One&quot;. GRRRRR So that is why I so enjoy working in his classroom each week.  It gives me a chance to observe as others do and see how he interacts with his peers. So interesting!&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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