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		<title>By: Beyond Just Mom &#187; question of the day</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 14:31:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: pam</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 12:21:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Heather:
Yes, we take our close ones for granted, don&#039;t we?
Charette:
I love the concept of letting them a bit of freedom, then calling them back into protection when necessary.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heather:<br />
Yes, we take our close ones for granted, don&#8217;t we?<br />
Charette:<br />
I love the concept of letting them a bit of freedom, then calling them back into protection when necessary.</p>
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		<title>By: charrette</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 04:15:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have a tendency to be a henpecker too, unfortunately. But improving all the time, gratefully. 

My dad used to visit his grandpa out on their farm, and taught me a lot about what he observed about chickens there. The mother hen will allow the baby chicks some freedom, let them wander and explore a bit...but whenever there is a sign of danger...or even if the chicks stray a bit too far from her protective eye...cluck-cluck-cluck! She calls them back under her protective wing, and they come running --to where they are nurtured and safe. A nice metaphor for parenting.

We&#039;ve used that scripture for a family devotional activity...playing at being chicks and hens, letting them run free a bit and then cluck-cluck-cluck! they all run back to mother hen. It was a lot of fun.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;charrette’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://divergentpathways.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-dont-tell-anyone-youre-my-mother.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;—And Don&#039;t Tell Anyone You&#039;re My Mother (she said sweetly)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a tendency to be a henpecker too, unfortunately. But improving all the time, gratefully. </p>
<p>My dad used to visit his grandpa out on their farm, and taught me a lot about what he observed about chickens there. The mother hen will allow the baby chicks some freedom, let them wander and explore a bit&#8230;but whenever there is a sign of danger&#8230;or even if the chicks stray a bit too far from her protective eye&#8230;cluck-cluck-cluck! She calls them back under her protective wing, and they come running &#8211;to where they are nurtured and safe. A nice metaphor for parenting.</p>
<p>We&#8217;ve used that scripture for a family devotional activity&#8230;playing at being chicks and hens, letting them run free a bit and then cluck-cluck-cluck! they all run back to mother hen. It was a lot of fun.</p>
<p><abbr><em>charrette’s last blog post..<a href="http://divergentpathways.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-dont-tell-anyone-youre-my-mother.html" rel="nofollow">—And Don&#8217;t Tell Anyone You&#8217;re My Mother (she said sweetly)</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Heather of the EO</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 22:04:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>here a peck, there a peck, everywhere a peck peck.  YES, I do it too.  Mostly with just immediate family.  Isn&#039;t that always the case?  So tolerant with people outside my immediate sphere, but oh so not so much at home.  sigh...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>here a peck, there a peck, everywhere a peck peck.  YES, I do it too.  Mostly with just immediate family.  Isn&#8217;t that always the case?  So tolerant with people outside my immediate sphere, but oh so not so much at home.  sigh&#8230;</p>
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