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bryonyashaw · 1 year
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Here are 𝟭𝟬 Easter Activities to do with the family!
𝟭. 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗴𝗴 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁/𝘀𝗰𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁
Plan an easter egg hunt for your little ones. My children love searching for clues & chocolate eggs around the house or if it's dry, doing it outside in the garden.
𝟮. 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀/𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀
Growing food, such as planting seeds teaches children about nature, nutrition, responsibility for caring for something, and about where their food originated. It could even help picky eaters develop more of an interest.
𝟯. 𝗘𝗴𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴
Make hard boiled eggs and paint or colour them with pens. A great tradition in most households & there are lots of tutorials online for how to decorate them up!
𝟰. 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲
The tradition in Germany to decorate the branches of trees and bushes with eggs for Easter. The egg is an ancient symbol of life all over the world. Eggs are hung on branches of outdoor trees and bushes and on cut branches inside
𝟱. 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗿𝗮𝗳𝘁𝘀
You can buy pre-made items like sticker books, scratch art, Bird Houses, pottery, masks etc or you can look online and print out alsorts of items from hats to colouring sheets
𝟲. 𝗕𝗮𝗸𝗲!
Get your culinary head on and bake up a storm. There are lots of Easter based recipes out there for you to try. It can be as simple, messy and fun as you want it to b
𝟳. '𝗘𝗴𝗴' 𝘁𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴
Fill up some water balloons and play a game of 'egg' toss. The aim is to keep the balloons in one piece as you throw them from person to person. If you're feeling really brave, use real eggs!
𝟴. 𝗘𝗴𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀
Put the decorated boiled eggs to good use and have yourselves a good old fashioned sports day - inspired fun in the garden with a family egg and spoon race.
𝟵. 𝗣𝗶𝗰𝗻𝗶𝗰
This one is always weather permitting in Scotland - but sunshine always seems to fall on the bank holiday weekend. You could meet up with another family and plan a picnic in the park with the kids.
𝟭𝟬. 𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵
An Easter wreath is the best decoration for a front door, hallway, or as a spring table centrepiece - always give a Spring aesthetic
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hautegirlave · 10 months
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there's something so healing and nurturing about being surrounded by plants, by life 🌱💚
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kerryweaverlesbian · 1 month
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Dean Winchester of Supernatural fame is NOT reading parenting books he is putting on Cheaper By The Dozen, Daddy Daycare and Honey I Shrunk The Kids taking notes.
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ribb0ngirl · 1 month
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𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 ౨ৎ
by a girl living in a shitty household for my girls (or guys, nonbinaries, etc.) living in shitty households ♡
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𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝚑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑡𝚑𝑒𝑚
♡ Trying to change people who don't want to change or don't even acknolledge the fact that they have to change is literally pointless. Instead, try to focus on what you can control, such as how you respond to your parents, your choices, and your behavior.
𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝚑 𝑤𝚑𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝚑𝑎𝑟𝑒
♡ Trust is a crucial element of healthy relationships, so consider only sharing personal information with those who have proven themselves trustworthy. Your parents probably don't fall under this category if they:
gossip about you
criticize you
share things about you without your permission
use what you tell them against you
You don't have to tell them everything (or anything) that's going on in your life. Only share mundane stuff if your parents are nosy (like mine)
𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠' 𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠
♡ So an example of this could be: If you know that your parents become forgetful, aggressive, or otherwise difficult after a certain time of day, try to interact with them earlier in the day to avoid the worst of their behavior. But this doesn't mean that you should plan your life around your parents. You can work around their limitations if that works for you. Always put yourself first in this situation.
𝚑𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑔𝑦
♡ When things start to take a turn for the absolute worse have a plan to leave, like an excuse. Obviously don't use the same one every time but here are a few:
homework/studying
a chore (washing the dishes, cleaning your room, etc.)
friend hangout you're late to
errand
Personally I totally overuse having homework or studying
𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘
♡ I know how tempting it is to want to yell at your parents, talk back or straight up disagree or correct them when they are clearly in the wrong. But I've learned the hard way that it makes your life so much easier if you just suck it up, I know it sucks but just go along with what they say, that way the aftermath won't be that bad or not even bad at all.
𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓
♡ Dealing with toxic parents can be stressful. That stress can take a toll on your physical and mental health. It’s important that you make self-care a priority.
𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝚑𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝚑𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝚑𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝚑𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔 ♡
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bottlehawk · 1 year
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bro's biggest sin as a parent was letting dave run multiple blogs and inspiring him as a role model to become an influencer by age thirteen. that's how you know he hated him
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marmelade-sky · 8 months
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Fuck the egg crack challenge, fuck van life parents, fuck parenting TikTokers whose only credentials are having a child, fuck little kids having social media accounts, fuck family bloggers, fuck posting every second of your child's life on social media, fuck family blogger and family YouTube channels, fuck using your child for clout and disrespecting their personal rights, safety and dignity.
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nanixo · 1 year
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Gotta love when they just randomly yell at you :)
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uncanny-tranny · 5 months
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Something I think ought to be more readily-available and encouraged is simply... taking parental classes. I wish it were more common for people to realize just how hard - and important - parenting is, and indeed, that we all could use help with taking care of young folk. It's really alarming that popular opinion is still that parental classes are only for the "fuck-up" parents, or the parents who utterly failed. It should be seen as a good thing to take parental classes - especially on your own volition. It should be seen as imperative for one to take them, it should be a free, accurate, and scheduled occurrence so that people of any background are able to attend.
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witchyykitten · 9 months
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i fuckin hate being the youngest sibling
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I don’t Think I like this little life…
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bryonyashaw · 1 year
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a-dinosaur-a-day · 10 months
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Can you talk a little bit about how you became a paleontologist? (like school and stuff).
I went to college wanting to major in paleontology and everybody told me I could major in geology but that being a paleontologist just really wasn't possible.
I did major in geology/archaeology combo major (offered at my college, it's actually a BA, not a BS, which was disappointing), but it's not paleontology and i've been out of school for a awhile and i'm just really discouraged.
ugh welcome to my life. the reason my story is complicated is because of crap like that.
so, I'm going to get very, very, very real here. that means I'm going to reveal some personal details about myself. I'm okay with it. I want to share this. Content Warnings for Parental Abuse, Mental Illness, Physical Disability, and Trauma. Phew. Here we go.
first thing we have to acknowledge: I grew up poor. my mom was a stay at home mom because of mental illness (majorly agoraphobic and huge social anxiety, plus largely untreated OCD). my dad rarely held on a job for very long because of severe untreated ADHD. my parents' primary concern, at all times, was that their six kids (my mom loves kids) would have gainful, steady employment. they are communists, and it was always about how we can't help others effectively if we're not secure in the rest of our lives.
I wanted to be a paleontologist from the moment I could have such a want. But my parents never, never, thought that was a good idea. They wanted me to be a scientist, because they could see my potential, but they didn't think being a paleontologist was a safe career. And, to be fair, they had a point. But I didn't want to be anything else. In fact, the very idea would make me start sobbing. So while I was little, they didn't really do anything about it. Occasionally they planted seeds of "you might not be a paleontologist", but it never went well.
fast forward to me going to college. now they were serious. we were constantly fighting over whether I should be a paleontologist or a medical researcher (MDPhD. you know, the insane degree that insane people get.) (I'm insane, but not that way). because they were paying for, well, some of it (I got a lot of scholarships, b''h), and I was in general dependant on them like most college students are, they picked my classes. I was forced to major in biology (though I probably would have picked that anyway), and I never took any geology classes (well, I took half of one, but had to drop it because of my stupid premed classes).
I got to do paleontology research, but it was kind of in secret - I technically had two different research jobs, one in evolutionary biology, one in paleontology. I took tons of medical related classes, and was forced to take the MCAT twice. I wasn't good at it. Memorizing things isn't my forte, I'm much better at problem solving and finding/evaluating information. I also just wasn't interested in it - I can remember countless dinosaur genera, but ask me to remember really specific medical details and my mind draws a blank.
I did not do well on the MCAT, but I was still forced to apply to MDPhD programs. I also applied to evolutionary biology and paleontology PhD programs on my own. But paleontology is extremely competitive, and I didn't hear back from any of those. I also didn't get anywhere with any of those medical programs. In fact, I ended up getting accepted to a grad program for evolutionary developmental biology, because that was the only thing that had an opening. Rather than go home and be forced to apply to medical school again, I took the out.
I was miserable. But I tried to convince myself it was better this way. That I would have gainful employment, and be able to do science. Meanwhile, I was running this blog, building a community, and constantly thinking about paleontology instead of my actual thesis. Even though paleontology doesn't require field work, I'd convinced myself I could never do it because field work is inaccessible to me - I have had chronically dislocated knees since I was 16, and a few different physical conditions that make me exceptionally heat sensitive. I couldn't do field work, so I couldn't be a paleontologist. I also am fat, because of those disabilities, and there just aren't a lot of fat AFAB paleontologists, so I thought I wouldn't be able to get far for that reason.
But I couldn't finish that PhD. I didn't care enough about it, and I was constantly hitting roadblocks. I wanted the focus to be more evolution based, my advisor told me no. I wanted to pursue a specific question, my advisor advised against it. My wasps kept dying, and I didn't know why. I couldn't get my assays to work. My advisor was always focused on his other students and never me. It was a nightmare. All the while, my blog was exploding in popularity, and I was even going to paleontology conferences on my own dollar and networking there, presenting research about using the internet as an educational tool. And I felt at home. I was with *my people*.
Then the pandemic happened. I was already estranged from my parents for other reasons, that I'd rather not get into (no, it's not cause I'm queer). Everyone was frustrated with my lack of progress at my first program. My spouse, the infinite well of support that he is (url @plokool), gave me the push I needed to drop out with a master's degree (which I had earned at that point). I then was seriously considering becoming a rabbi, because I didn't think I could hack being a scientist at all after that experience.
But, everything felt wrong when I wasn't engaged with paleo. ADAD had gone on hiatus because my artists were persuing other opportunities (and I'm so proud of them!). I just felt empty and lost without paleontology in my life. So I went to the virtual SVP that was being held in 2020, since it was cheaper than usual and online.
And I met my current advisor. We clicked *right* away. We had the same questions about bird evolution and talked for hours. He encouraged me to apply, so I did - just for paleontology programs. I knew if I didn't do paleo, there wasn't a point. Nothing else would hold my interest enough for me to get a doctoral degree. I also talked to the wonderful friends I had made here on Palaeoblr, ones who were also actually pursuing paleo, and they promised me I could do it - that they believed in me. The one thing no one but my spouse had ever really indicated to me. It gave me the push I needed, and when I was accepted to this program, I took it. It also helped that I finally had working ADHD medication, for the first time in my life.
Even though it meant moving from Chicago - nice, at least sometimes chilly Chicago, my home for my whole life - to fucking southern new mexico. I am so hot. All the time now. My feet never return to their proper color. But it was worth the risk.
But I'm not doing field work! I've had to take a lot of remedial geology classes, but all my work has been computer and lab based. And I've done so much already! I've published a new bird, I've done excellent in my classes and teaching, and I'm currently compiling my own database of Paleogene bird fossils. Last year was a little rough because of trauma things, and the gd-damned adderall shortage, but I'm moving forward. I am hoping to go into museum work, because I love museums, and I believe in them and their ability to educate people (I also want to help the museum field decolonize itself, but that's a different discussion.) I've even made a design for an evolution of dinosaurs exhibit that my professor wants me to make into a real thing someday.
So... yeah. I became a paleontologist by being the world's most stubborn mother fucker alive. I decided I wanted to be as a kid, and I never could let it go, even when it would have been better for me to. But I'm glad I didn't, because now I'm here, and I'm doing well. When i can focus, at any rate. Because I'm only at peace when I'm around dinosaurs.
(P.S. I've even repaired my relationship with my parents, and they support me as a paleontologist now! just took 30 years for them to realize they couldn't fight me on this, I guess... or they're old and tired of fighting. one of the two.)
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theereina · 27 days
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I have officially reached the next phase of having a narcissistic parent. The fact that I am disagreeing with them, calling them out on their past/present BS, and standing up for myself led to me being asked repeatedly "if I hate them". When I ask why they think that, the answer is nothing/silence or a past disagreement is brought up. I've never been given a valid reason.
The "hate" that they are speaking of is merely me dissociating and detaching from situations because of being mentally/physically/spiritually exhausted and drained.
*If I had somewhere else to go, I would have left a long time ago. If I ever get the chance to leave, I'm never coming back and going no contact. I don't care how anyone feels.🤷🏽‍♀️
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yuriiofthevalley · 23 days
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god didn't let me do a-levels because she knew i'd have picked psychology in a heartbeat. i would've become unstoppable
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