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I've got to come up with something just to get that last post off the top of the page.

THAT'S what happens when Beachy Mimi runs fever.

The miracle RX is working, and for the price I should be up dancing and whooping it up. I am better, but not to the whooping it up stage, unless you count my relentless coughing and I don't.

Poor, poor Queen B and the science fair project. Heh Heh

I may or may not have tackled a few of those for her in past years...I can sit back and enjoy this.

Just a grandmotherly note to pass along to the Peeps: encourage your children CONSTANTLY.

I have a feeling that all the women who are Peeps here already do this. Just take it from a Peep that didn't get encouragement growing up. It will make a tremendous difference in your kid's lives. Okay, okay. Get out the violins. I'm not having a pity party AT ALL.

Not every person parents their children the same way. There are women that have a very difficult time stirring up some maternal mojo.

Our self-esteem comes from the Lord. I totally believe that. But for those years when you are a little too young to grasp that fully, you really need a parents' confirmation of you as a person.

Kids of all ages need to be hugged, kissed, loved on and TOLD they are loved. In words. All that "stuff" we do for them out of love is just "stuff" to kids. They need the concrete display with touch and words.

My P-Units were reared in a time when affection was not the standard in many homes.

A Daddy worked. Mamas might work outside the home, but mostly were housewives. I felt there was something wrong with ME because my PU worked and I stayed with someone else.

That't totally ridiculous, of course, but to a little kid...imaginations run wild.

I taught some very confused children. They really had a problem with their own worth and identity in a busy household with lots going on.

Boy this sounds depressing, I don't mean it to be.

Just encouragement for you to wipe a big kiss on your kids and give the teenagers a noogie just so you can give them some touching.

I co-taught a Bible study a few years ago and the number 1 thing men (boys)said they missed in tween to teenage years was...touch.

Women had more varied answers but I know they feel the same way.

I'm going to go drown myself with more cough syrup and hush until my semi-feverish brain can come up with some cheery stuff to say.

Have a great day, Peeps! I'll be back to normal, soon.

I have a feeling I left out alot of punctuation in my ramblings. So, Peeps, here it is. Apply as needed. , .'/?!