<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post1187836667609680881..comments</id><updated>2009-11-04T18:41:51.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Lost in Laundry: Siblings</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/feeds/1187836667609680881/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17068540187086049883</uri><email>starr@lostinlaundry.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-8041592348345322377</id><published>2009-11-04T18:41:52.431-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:41:52.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest post ... made me tear up a bit that Ryan ...</title><content type='html'>Sweetest post ... made me tear up a bit that Ryan saved up pirate bucks to eat with his brother - and I don&amp;#39;t even know them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had some advice about siblings being close. My brothers and I are pretty close but it came about due to some difficult family situations, so I wouldn&amp;#39;t recommend that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like you are doing a pretty good job though!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/8041592348345322377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/8041592348345322377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html?showComment=1257381712431#c8041592348345322377' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.vanebrown.wordpress.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-1187836667609680881' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/posts/default/1187836667609680881' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-2197615130964725155</id><published>2009-10-29T15:19:42.945-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:19:42.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The story about Ryan and lunch brought tears to my...</title><content type='html'>The story about Ryan and lunch brought tears to my eyes -- that is a precious memory.  Especially in about 10 years when they&amp;#39;re fighting over who gets to take the car on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year we did something that was not ground breaking, but the boys really liked:  They each get money every week for doing their &amp;quot;jobs&amp;quot; around the house, usually 3 quarters.  After they give a quarter to God, they can put the rest in their banks to save up for a new toy.  However, around October/November they start saving up to buy their brother a toy, which they wrap and give on Christmas morning.  They were both so proud to present their brother with a gift they&amp;#39;d brought and picked out themselves.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/2197615130964725155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/2197615130964725155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html?showComment=1256847582945#c2197615130964725155' title=''/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00729514185619837257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-1187836667609680881' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/posts/default/1187836667609680881' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-4975634152931206075</id><published>2009-10-29T13:17:13.359-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:17:13.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I read this article in "Parents" magazine and LOVE...</title><content type='html'>I read this article in &amp;quot;Parents&amp;quot; magazine and LOVED the ideas &amp;amp; since it goes along w/what ur saying I will share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a day to help kids celebrate their brother or sister.  Here are some cute ways they can show their appreciation:&lt;br /&gt;*A BEDROOM BLAST~nothing says &amp;quot;i love u&amp;quot; like balloons &amp;amp; streamers.  Work with each child to give their sibling&amp;#39;s room a makeover of epically fun proportions.&lt;br /&gt;*SOUL FOOD~assign each child a meal, &amp;amp; let him act as your sous-chef to prepare his sibling&amp;#39;s favorite eats.  Fashion a little toothpick flag to stick in the dish that says &amp;quot;Made w/love from your brother.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;*DO ME A FAVOR~Help kids create coupons for each other.  Have them dictate various vows: &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll make ur bed&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;you can go first in Candy Land.&amp;quot;  Type them out &amp;amp; let the kids decorate them.&lt;br /&gt;*READY TO WEAR~Using ink-jet iron-ons (or fabric paint) make tees for the little ones that read &amp;quot;I heart (symbol) my brother/sister...Can u say photo op??? :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/4975634152931206075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/4975634152931206075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html?showComment=1256840233359#c4975634152931206075' title=''/><author><name>Danielle Giffen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14267409411226104563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-1187836667609680881' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/posts/default/1187836667609680881' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-9078279308490901939</id><published>2009-10-29T10:03:10.067-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:03:10.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your kids are too adorable.  I think you are doing...</title><content type='html'>Your kids are too adorable.  I think you are doing so much to foster that love that they have for each other already.  One thing we have done with our kids is let them have a slumber party in Jonah&amp;#39;s room every Friday night.  We pack breakfast for them and leave it on the table in his room after they fall asleep, so when they wake up, they have breakfast with just the two of them and then they play for quite a while.  (This  also allows mom and dad to sleep in a few extra minutes on Sat morning.  Sneaky, yes.)  Anyway, they love it and LIVE for Friday nights.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah had Awana store at Awana last night and purposely used some of his Awana bucks to purchase something for Hannah since her Cubbies class doesn&amp;#39;t do the store.  Hannah always saves half of her cookie from Awana Cubbies so she can give some to Jonah since his class doesn&amp;#39;t get cookies.  It is precious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, they also have their not so precious moments as well.  This morning Hannah asked for a sister.  I told her she has a brother.  Her response, &amp;quot;I know, but he&amp;#39;s so annoying.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might need to write my own &amp;quot;siblings&amp;quot; blog post.  Sorry for the book of a comment.  I didn&amp;#39;t start out to write so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dylan!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/9078279308490901939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/9078279308490901939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html?showComment=1256828590067#c9078279308490901939' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00748475133058292268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-1187836667609680881' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/posts/default/1187836667609680881' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-7256034838349966805</id><published>2009-10-29T09:47:19.397-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:47:19.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never even met Ryan and I just want to give h...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve never even met Ryan and I just want to give him a big squeeze. What a sweetheart. It is so hard to believe Dylan is six. I remember a blog post of yours in which a 3-year-old Dylan poured his milk down the sink b/c he wanted a different cup....or maybe he didn&amp;#39;t want milk at all...anyway, it made me laugh so hard. He is growing into such a handsome little guy.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/7256034838349966805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/1187836667609680881/comments/default/7256034838349966805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html?showComment=1256827639397#c7256034838349966805' title=''/><author><name>Catrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670775045797791689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.lostinlaundry.com/2009/10/siblings.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1528695570330472538.post-1187836667609680881' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1528695570330472538/posts/default/1187836667609680881' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>