<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 14:49:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Because Mom Said So</title><description/><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>911</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7907861447499838750</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T07:49:00.775-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life with kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><title>Got the Lil Dipper</title><atom:summary type='text'>I saw this at the store the other day and thought it was such a cute idea and perfect for my daughter.  She is now 8 months old and very interested in eating "real" food (vs nursing).  She also likes to grab at what we eat and gets so ecited when she sees her spoons.

Of course, she's not all that great at feeding herself, but when I saw these, I thought they were such a great idea for this age </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/got-lil-dipper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1146951664184090962</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-20T11:24:40.131-07:00</atom:updated><title>Do You Edit Yourself out of Pics?</title><atom:summary type='text'>I hate pictures of myself...so I often edit myself out. Here are two lovely pics of my pooches and they're much better without me in them. :-)

Anybody else do this?</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/do-you-edit-yourself-out-of-pics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1388597703655804419</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 07:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-17T00:16:01.256-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life with kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>birth</category><title>Surprised at Myself</title><atom:summary type='text'>I did a post a about a month and a half ago asking "How do you know when you're done having kids?" Well...(no, I'm not pregnant)....I just had the privilege of being present at the birth of my sister's very first child.  My sister is 8 years younger than me and my one and only full blooded sibling.

First of all, I have to say, she did great!  She delivered her son after about 9 hours of labor </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/surprised-at-myself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6258808753955416293</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 23:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-14T16:11:41.004-07:00</atom:updated><title>Do you play video games with your kiddos?</title><atom:summary type='text'>
I do ... I know it may sound goofy but it is quite FUN! We just got "Rockband" not too long ago cause it was on sale and at first I thought it was irritating cause the kids (I have 3) were so noisy when they were playing. Plus, I guess because I didn't really care for the song selection - I guess I'm an old fart for not liking the kinds of music they had in the game. Anyway, one evening, my </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/do-you-play-video-games-with-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MarieY)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6002036721986114167</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 05:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-12T22:29:25.541-07:00</atom:updated><title>Do You Have Enough Energy?</title><atom:summary type='text'>It seems that one thing a lot of moms have in common is: not having enough energy.

In looking at my own life and in talking with other moms, I think it can be due to a lot of factors. Things like hormonal changes, sleep disturbances, having too much to do, etc can all play a role.

Of course there are sometimes medical explanations like low thyroid function - this is actually pretty common </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/do-you-have-enough-energy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Carrie Lauth)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-3435405592259276042</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-11T11:21:53.015-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>living</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dogs</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pets</category><title>We Must Be Crazy-Another Dog</title><atom:summary type='text'>Yes, I'm sure my husband and I are just a tad bit off our rockers.  LOL

We have 5 kids, which a lot of people who just meet us don't believe when we tell them.  Then on top of that we have a BUNCH of dogs.  I say a bunch because I'm not even sure of the count right now, but we DO have more dogs than kids.

Then...we went out and got this...


Yup - it's a French Bulldog.  I'm actually starting a</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/we-must-be-crazy-another-dog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-8100727079874730485</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-06T18:01:30.793-07:00</atom:updated><title>Redneck Tank Top</title><atom:summary type='text'>I received this in my email and thought it was quite funny. I don't know if I could pull it off around town, but it could work in a pinch at home, maybe some pink trim would do the trick :0)

(if I had some new ones hanging around, don't think I'd attempt my husbands underwear drawer, that's really pushing togetherness a little too far!).


True  Redneck Tank Top!!!!  

This  was taken in front </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/redneck-tank-top.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Janice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6319623265376107622</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 10:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-02T03:54:15.921-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life with kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>family</category><title>Yikes 103.3</title><atom:summary type='text'>It's late, I just got home from the ER.  My youngest daughter, who is now 7 months old, had a fever of 103.3 degrees tonight.  She was warm on a few occasions last week, but always, the next day or two she was back to normal.  She isn't congested, isn't coughing, has no runny nose, is "peeing and pooping" fine, has a normal appetite, and has been acting pretty normally as well.

But after her </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/yikes-1033.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-5215573068313419249</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 00:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-23T17:39:13.780-07:00</atom:updated><title>Seen at The Dollar Store</title><atom:summary type='text'>I don't know about you, but I am not too keen on using a beauty product from the Dollar Store.

Especially when it's made by a company called:





Yes, folks. Tinkle. I had to snap this picture because it's a funny example of Engrish. We've seen stuff at the Dollar Store that had unfortunate Chinese/English or Japanese/English translation. You can read a ton of funny examples of Engrish online. </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/seen-at-dollar-store.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Carrie Lauth)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-633266714808868236</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 21:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-20T15:00:44.299-07:00</atom:updated><title>Where The Hell Is Matt? Where He Can Make People Smile...</title><atom:summary type='text'>This brought a smile to my face and some tears to my eyes. This guy wouldn't have made it 1 minute into So You Think You Can Dance tryouts, but the guy's got some heart:



Sorry I missed Matt when he was in Vancouver. ;-)

I believe he has had previous videos, but this looks like a new one.</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/where-hell-is-matt-where-he-can-make.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-2444604034841059457</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-19T19:02:02.785-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Power Outage Can Be a Good Thing</title><atom:summary type='text'>Well, I just woke up from a half an hour nap - I feel refreshed! It appears that a power outage can be a good thing after all. You see, at 5:00pm today, my electricity in my whole house went off. I was in the middle of working on my computer when the power died ... the air turned off ... &amp; the TV went dead! Initially, I was ticked off but since all the rooms had no power - I didn't even think of </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/power-outage-can-be-good-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MarieY)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-5983012596937152096</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 18:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-18T11:11:04.635-07:00</atom:updated><title>Where Do You Hang Your Wash?</title><atom:summary type='text'>This article prompted me to think about the clothesline issue.
http://www.greenandcleanmom.org/im-officially-a-green-washing-mama-and-proud-of-it/

I live in the country so we have one, I've snowshoe'd to it in winter when it's warm enough to use but snow is still on the ground, braved the darn mosquitoes and loved it in the nice weather when it gives me a needed fresh air break.

If I can't use </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/where-do-you-hang-your-wash.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Janice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-2955462860751782796</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 10:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-17T03:33:01.246-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><title>She Thinks She Can Stand</title><atom:summary type='text'>Yes, my daughter at 6 months old, thinks she can stand up!  It was just a few weeks ago that she couldn't even crawl yet.  She was just turning 6 months at the time and I remember thinking that she would start crawling soon, but I was glad that she wasn't really that milestone early.  It seems like the older you get and the more kids you have, the less anxious you are for them to hit those </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/she-thinks-she-can-stand.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1848349940642827001</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 00:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-13T17:04:24.137-07:00</atom:updated><title>As a 1930's Housewife, How do you stack up?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Apparently I would have been a catch back in the 1930s.



75As a 1930s wife, I am
SuperiorTake the test!
As cute as some of those dresses were back then, I'm not sure if I am flattered or insulted by my score. LOL!

How did you do?</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/as-1930s-housewife-how-do-you-stack-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Carrie Lauth)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-3738501640879656797</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-12T20:31:35.581-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Son, The Natural Born Diplomat</title><atom:summary type='text'>My near 7-year old son puzzles me...and he makes me proud. Ever since he could speak, he's been a little diplomat and I don't know where he gets it from.

Not that his Dad and I are insensitive brutes, but we don't take it to the natural extremes my son seems to.

When my son was two, he rarely said, "No."

If you asked him to do something or if he wanted something and he didn't, he'd say, "</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/my-son-natural-born-diplomat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7396670569220915342</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 07:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-12T20:30:32.173-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life with kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><title>Of Course It's "Da-Da"</title><atom:summary type='text'>So, my daughter if finally making all kinds of cute little sounds on purpose now.  She's 7 months old.  And, of course, it's "Da-Da" first.  What's up with that?  Why is it that they always say "Da-Da" before "Ma-Ma?"

Of course, my husband is happy about it and my daughter always has this big, teasing smile on her face when she says it as if she's saying "Da-Da" instead of "Ma-Ma" on purpose </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/of-course-its-da-da.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-5596600645284806904</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-10T19:04:54.186-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><title>Separation Anxiety</title><atom:summary type='text'>I guess it's about that time when my daughter is at the age that separation anxiety starts.  She's starting to grumble if I'm by her then walk away.  She's starting to protest when I hand her over to someone else.  And she's very "verbal" about it.  She lets you know, quite loudly, what she thinks about having to be away from mom.  It's amazing how much of her own personality she already has at 6</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/separation-anxiety.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6358619101429798065</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-10T10:51:32.032-07:00</atom:updated><title>"And Tango Makes Three" OR How Mama Got Surprised at the Library</title><atom:summary type='text'>The other day, I took my 5 and 6 year olds to the library. We were in the storybook section and I was helping my youngest pick a storybook. They had And Tango Makes Three on display and since my son likes penguins, I asked if he wanted to borrow that book. My son said yes, we finished up at the library and we were on our way.

A few days later, I told my youngest that we could read that book at </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/and-tango-make-three-or-how-mama-got.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1545410485841033030</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T18:39:00.739-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><title>How Do You Know When You're Done?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Having kids I mean....how do you know when you're done?  My husband and I have been blessed with being able to have our children with little medical issues.  We've never made our decision on whether or not to add another based on our financial situation either.  Since we don't have health or financial reasons to help us make the decision to me "done" how am I going to know when I'm done?  Do you </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/how-do-you-know-when-youre-done.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7569487848285950730</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 00:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T17:59:13.045-07:00</atom:updated><title>Parental Paranoia Bit me in the Butt Today</title><atom:summary type='text'>A little while back, we had the opportunity to judge Lenore Skenazy's parenting judgment, well it's now your turn to judge me because the cops showed up at my door to check on me and my kids.

I think it's all indicative of this paranoia we have as a society where things that were once perfectly acceptable are now horrific things that could cause our children to spontaneously combust if we're not</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/parental-paranoia-bit-me-in-butt-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-924166170701614963</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-28T18:38:29.229-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kids</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>babies</category><title>My Baby Likes Tags</title><atom:summary type='text'>My daughter is now 6 months old and she loves tags.  One day, my sister gave her a little teething toy.  It was some kind of squishy/stuffed animal with a plastic bone in it's mouth.  Okay, now that I think about it, maybe that "animal" was a dog.  Anyway, this dog had many things for my daughter to bite on.  The feet, the arms, the ears, and of course, the plastic bone.  After all, that's what </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/05/my-baby-likes-tags.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Stacie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7190865459819769414</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T11:00:55.974-07:00</atom:updated><title>Why Dogs Are a Boost for Any Ego</title><atom:summary type='text'>

There are many health benefits of dogs, but who else is that happy to see you after you've been out of the house for only an hour?</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/05/why-dogs-are-boost-for-any-ego.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7404389033974183120</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 03:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T20:10:52.923-07:00</atom:updated><title>On Pizza Pops, Favorite Foods &amp; Movies</title><atom:summary type='text'>Just playing around with my new toy, A Flip Video Ultra Series Camera. A deep conversation with a 5 year old. :-)

</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/05/on-pizza-pops-favorite-foods-movies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-4730167641614636672</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 14:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T07:45:48.475-07:00</atom:updated><title>Tarantulas with French Fry Legs</title><atom:summary type='text'>
Before I was pregnant, Carrie suspected as such because some of my vivid dreams. At the time, I didn't recall crazy dreams in past pregnancies, but now I know what she was talking about.

With my dreams of poisonous snakes and tarantulas (who happened to have legs made out of french fries) in my house to last night's crazy zombie dream...it's been a wild night time ride.

So why do we have these</atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/05/tarantulas-with-french-fry-legs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-4502693758982739481</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-04T09:25:19.916-07:00</atom:updated><title>Peanut Butter Bullies - What Is Happening with Our Kids?</title><atom:summary type='text'>
In a world where parents seem to go out of their way to protect their children from imagined dangers, the real danger seems to be right in front of us...with kids themselves.

How did we come to a place where our kids don't care or don't seem to be aware of the consequences of their actions?

Take these 2 stories (there are many more) of kids smearing peanut butter on allergic kids:
Bullies use </atom:summary><link>http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/05/peanut-butter-bullies-what-is-happening.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alice)</author></item></channel></rss>