Responsive Web Design and Its need in Web Development

Over the past years, web developers had to come up with several sites to purposely house or adapt different screen sizes. You can only imagine the hassle compared to the number of gadgets out there.  This led to the birth of responsive web design (RWD). This specific technique involves the use of a single site to enable any website user to source content using any device, be it a mobile phone, a laptop, or a tablet.

A website that does not use a responsive web design experiences a decrease in their search engine status. The truth is that there are more than two billion smart-phone users presently. This means that a bigger percent of online searches are done via mobile smart-phones. For the success of your website business, below are the benefits that you will enjoy by embracing responsive web designs;

Benefits of Responsive Web Designs On Smart-Phones Web Development

Before learning more about the benefits of responsive web designs, it is important to know that there are two ways in which this technique can be utilized. These are;

  • Dynamic server here same URL is used however the difference is in the HTML and the CSS codes. This is how it works, the system identifies the devices used and serves the right code, click here to learn more about CSS.
  • Using a separate mobile site – here the system sends the device being used to a specific URL

The main benefit of responsive web design is that your users will enjoy browsing through your website using any type of device at their disposal.

This web development is the best technique you can use to refine the content on your site. Smart-phone users have the privilege of viewing the most crucial data or information.

It boosts the search engine rankings because your website will be easy to browse on any device from laptops to tablets.

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In What Way Is Responsive Web Design Beneficial To Your Business?

It enables both customers and clients with small businesses to have access to your site. No one is left out, your business gets to all.

Everything can be done on one site. For example, one can analyze reports and track the business anywhere be it on a laptop in an office or on a phone from the park.

Responsive web design stimulates consistency in experience which in return it can boost lead generation capturing user interest in your website.learn more about responsive web design at https://cliquedmedia.com/responsive-web-design-ireland/

This technique will help you to stay steps ahead in the game. It also saves time and cost when it comes to content management.

Up to You

There are three elements in responsive web design which can help you ant to achieve a layout they include;

  • Texts and images that are flexible
  • Media queries
  • And the fluid grid

Even if responsive web design has a lot of benefits to you, the users, and the website itself, this does not mean that you will not face some challenges. To avoid problems it will be best if you considered which layout fits your online display.…

Clever Shortcuts For Home Maintenance

Do you know that there are several clever shortcuts for home maintenance? These home improvement techniques can help you to maintain your property with ease. Keep reading to discover some amazing clever shortcuts for home maintenance available.

Do Not Allow Random Papers Accumulate:

On a daily basis, you can endeavor to get rid of a few things. Your concentration should be on paper. There is every possibility for papers to take over your entire life if given a chance.

Clean Deeper Once A Week And A Little Every Day:

When you clean every time, it will help to put your home in the best shape. People who endeavor to clean up on a daily basis will always have a blissful environment. Ensure to select a special day when you can perform more on your general cleaning. Click here to read more about home maintenance best practices.

Before Scrub Loosen Microwave:

A microwave can work like a hot furnace. The bowl of a microwave-safe should be filled halfway with lemon juice and water. Allow the microwave to function for about five to ten minutes. When the bowl is cool after running, go ahead to remove it. The steam from the microwave will help to get rid of any caked on grit. Wipe clean with a cloth or sponge.

Less Major Cleaning Later = Everyday Spray Maintenance:

Ensure that there is a permanent spray for your shower on a daily basis. The curtain and walls should be sprayed at the end of every shower. With this idea, you will be able to prevent mold from accumulating on your walls, Water Damage Frederick MD has the professional prevention solution. In your toilet bowl, ensure that you use the same spray bottle. Allow the spray to remain for a long time while you bath, brush your teeth or shave. The toilet should be properly flushed before leaving your home.

With A Pillowcase Quickly Handle Ceiling Fan Dust:

Using a pillowcase can help you clean your ceiling dust quickly. The blade of your ceiling fan can be neat by soaking a cloth in water and perform immediate cleaning.

Be Technical With Your Cleaning Equipment:

One piece of cloth or rag can be used to clean the bathtub, the sink, and the mirror at home. Use a brush to clean inside of the bowl and the toilet from the top down. One piece of rag can help you accomplish these tasks provided you fold it into 4 parts. All you have to do is keep switching the piece of rag from one side to the other.read more cleaning and disinfecting your home at https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/prevent-getting-sick/disinfecting-your-home.html

Spills Should Be Removed Immediately:

It is a good idea to clean as you go. If anything like stain falls on your floor while cooking, ensure to clean immediately. By allowing the stain to remain for a long, you may risk the longevity of your property. Ensure not to allow dishes or plates to pile up in your sink. Ensure to wash the dishes immediately after using them.

Keep Your Trash Bag Clean:

The trash bag should be positioned in the most comfortable environment. When your trash bag is full, ensure to get rid of it and replace with another one.…

Monday Mom Confession

Doing a Monday Mom Confession a couple of weeks ago was so fun and freeing that I think I’m going start doing it weekly, at least until I’m out of ideas to share.  I’d love for you to join me – I’ll start doing a link-up so feel free to jump on board, or just share your own confession in the comments!  Let’s throw off the weight of perfection and get real around here.

I play the worst game ever with my kids.

You know how sometimes you get silly and say “I love you.”  “I love you more.”  “I love you most!”?

Basically, I do the opposite.

When one or both of my kids was driving me bananas, I’d look at my son and say “I’m giving one of you back!  Who should it be?”

These days it’s morphed into a silly game with Conlan – when his sister is being particularly ridiculous, I say to him, “Conlan, should we give her back?”

He rolls his eyes at me and emphatically says “NO!”

To me, it’s fun, it’s silly, and it always reaffirms how much my son loves his sister – no matter how much she’s driving us both crazy at the moment, he wants her here in our family.

I’m just not sure what I’ll do if he ever says, “Yes!”

Do you have a confession to make and want to link up?  Or do you want to read other mamas’ confessions? Click the linky below!  {Confession #2 – this is my first time doing a link-up so it’s not displaying here like I’d prefer. Hopefully I’ll get it right next week.}

What If They Can’t?

Every year, it happens.  Shortly before the start of the new school year, posts start flying around the blogosphere about encouraging your kid to be kind to others.  To befriend the friendless.  To be the shining beacon of light in their classroom.

To teach them that their character matters far more than their achievement.

This year was no different.

I’ve read those articles for years, well before my son ever set foot in his first classroom.  And I truly believe that we are raising a kind, empathetic, sweet little boy.  But I’m also coming to accept that, despite our best efforts, he will not be the one that saunters confidently across the room to invite the sad, lonely child to sit next to him at lunch.

At least not today.

So have I failed?  Isn’t it every mother’s dream that their child be the friendly hero and savior touted in those articles?  But now, I’m wondering.  What if they can’t?

Though happy-go-lucky and enthusiastic, Conlan has always been slow to warm to new situations.  Then last year, I got my first real chance to help him practice what I’ve been preaching about being friendly to other kids.  Mid-year, a new little girl joined his preschool class.  To say she was upset about this was an understatement.  From what Conlan told me, she cried all day long.

“Did you talk to her?

No.”

“Tomorrow you should tell her how fun preschool is.  Ask her to play with you so she doesn’t feel scared and lonely.  Be her friend.”

The next day we reviewed his assignment on the way to school.  I saw her weeping as I walked into the classroom.  I saw Conlan move in her direction, and then shy away.

“Did you talk to the new girl?”

“No.”

I was disappointed.  Wasn’t raising the friend to the friendless the hallmark of successful parenting?  I can get on board with the whole character over achievement movement, and I’d been doing my best, but my boy wasn’t cooperating.  What was I doing wrong?  He was letting those poor, sad, friendless children just suffer in their loneliness.

The next day, we tried again.

“Did you talk to the new girl?”

“I tried mom, but she just cried.”

I knew it had taken every ounce of courage to overcome his shyness and reach out, but I still felt like a failure as a parent.  Why wasn’t my little boy running around helping all the unhappy and marginalized children feel safe and loved and happy just like all the other mommies in all the other blogs were teaching their children to do?

Worse yet, I started to realize that my son was feeling stressed and ashamed that he couldn’t do what I was expecting.  He knew what I expected of him, but he physically couldn’t do it.

Fast forward to kindergarten.  We continued to talk about kindness, sticking up for other kids, and making friends with children who may be lonely.  Just like the blogs said.  Off he went.

And you know whose child was lonely and had no friends?

Mine.

Where did we go wrong?  We started to coach him every evening on how to ask kids to play, and with every day’s report learned that he just sat on the bench during recess, played basketball by himself, or wandered around aimlessly.

I started to understand.  Big groups aren’t his thing.

Now, a month into the school year, he’s finally started connecting.  We continue to praise his kindness and encourage his character.  And I’ve started to realize that his quiet, one-on-one …

The Two-Child Tipping Point

Years ago I read Mommy Wars.  And in one of the articles (I can’t remember which one) there was a brief mention of a working mom phenomenon.  Apparently moms can figure out how to manage as the parent of one child, but once they have a second, it sends them over the edge.  This wasn’t a major message within the book – just a passing comment – but as happens sometimes, that little nugget of information wiggled its way deep into my brain and set up long-term residence.

Not that I would have ever used such a passing comment (or even other peoples’ experiences) as a factor in my decision to have a second child, but the information was there, and I’ll admit that it whispered in my ear on occasion.

Fast forward to my daughter’s arrival.  The adjustment of adding her to our family was infinitely easier than the first time around.  I took an extended, part-time maternity leave and it was fantastic.  And when I returned to work full-time, it was manageable.  Life was busy, and the laundry pile was a little larger, but most of the tasks were the same.  Pick-up, drop-off, meal planning, laundry.  If I needed to be organized with one kid, I definitely needed to be organized with two.

And so I was, and so it went.  We were doing quite well, thank you very much, and I was quite pleased with having defied the two-child tipping point for working moms.

And then, she became a toddler.

No longer the little lump of an infant, my little girl has turned into a person.  She has thoughts and needs and can make her wants known.  Though I’ve always given both of my kids good attention in the evenings, she increasingly wants more and more and more.  And in turn, she also wants to encroach on her brother’s one-on-one time.  {Which makes him super happy, by the way.}  Life is just busy.

Let’s shift gears for an illustration, shall we?  I’ve always loved grocery shopping.  For one, I love food.  For two, I feel like it’s a very tangible way that I can care for my family’s health and steward our finances.  For three, I feel like I’m good at it and appreciated for what I do.  When Conlan joined our family, I loved taking him with me to share the experience.  As a working mom it became an opportunity for uninterrupted one-on-one time and he loved helping, picking out items, and counting produce as we put it into the bag.  We’d talk as we wandered the aisles and he’d name the fruits and vegetables as we passed.  And sometimes, if we’d turn down an empty row, I’d give Conlan a “look,” ask him “should we go fast?”, pick up speed, and we’d fly down the aisle together.

It was fun.

And then this past Saturday came.  Right after we had Brynna, I took both of my kids grocery shopping alone before she was a week old.  Life marched on.  But sometime over the last 21 months it’s become less fun and more chore to take both of them.

I tried to get the little one dressed and she actually said “yuck” when I opened her closet to choose her clothes for the day.  She picked out a tutu and church shoes, while I wrangled her into leggings and a shirt to complete the ensemble because nudity in public is frowned upon.  Topping off the outfit were two flowers in her hair, one on each side, which, I’m not …

Surviving Dinner – Sausage, Shells, and Peas in Alfredo Sauce

Lots of recipes claim they can be cooked in 20 minutes or less.  Some nights are so busy, even that’s too long.  “Surviving Dinner” is a series that is not about good wifeing, mothering, or cooking.  It’s about surviving.  It’s for those nights when you’re tempted to write “fast food” on the menu, but cooking at home will save you a few dollars, a few hundred calories, and loads of mommy-guilt.  Recipes found here can be cooked quickly and have minimal prep and clean-up.  Some may require a little pre-planning, but many won’t.

I threw this together on a whim trying to use up stuff in the fridge and freezer.  Both kids had seconds, and I think my husband had thirds.  It went over so well and was so crazy easy that’s I’m resurrecting Surviving Dinner to share it with you!

alfredo sausage peas pasta

Survival Menu:

  • Sausage, Shells and Peas in Alfredo Sauce (serves 3-4)

Ingredients:

  • 1/2 box whole grain shell pasta
  • 1/2 jar alfredo sauce (maybe you have a half jar left over from making this)
  • 1/2 bag frozen peas
  • 1 pkg italian chicken sausage (or any pre-cooked sausage of your choosing)

1.  Salt the water and cook pasta according to package directions.  Toss the frozen peas in for the final three minutes of cooking.  If the boil is seriously disrupted by the addition of the frozen peas, add a minute to the cooking time so that the pasta is cooked to al dente.

2.  While the pasta is cooking, slice the chicken sausage and saute it in a pan.

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3.  Drain the pasta and peas when they are done boiling.

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4.  Add them to the pan with the sausage and mix in the alfredo sauce.  Heat through and serve.

{Random note:  The second time I made this I used some homemade alfredo sauce I had cooked up and thrown in my freezer in order to use some cream from my fridge before it went bad.  And oh my goodness…if you have cream you’re struggling to use up, make yourself some alfredo.)

Wondering what I’m doing here?  Learn more about the idea behind Surviving Dinner.

Yes, Things Will Change

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For the longest time, I resisted the idea that having children meant things would change in our family.  Everything would be the same, but with a baby.

And after my firstborn arrived, it was true.  We still did stuff.  We went places.  We ate in restaurants.  We drove long distances.  We took airplanes.  We camped.  And, sure enough, there was a little more work involved (and I was definitely more tired!) but our lifestyle didn’t change much.

We attributed our son’s easygoing personality and flexibility to the fact that we toted him around everywhere (hahahahaha) and didn’t allow our world to become child-centric.  He was simply this little person who joined our family and came along for the ride.

And then he grew and things got busier.  And then his sister arrived and I got tired.  Instead of just jumping in and doing stuff we started thinking, Is this worth all the effort to pack up the kids in the car and leave the house?  And most of the time, the answer was still “yes.”

But as time has gone on, activity has snowballed.  Jobs, projects, housekeeping activities, friends, sports, kids’ friends, hobbies, school stuff, family activities, scheduling…the list goes on.

Actually, the list keeps getting longer.

So much of the working motherhood discussion refers to “having it all” and “doing it all.”  Thankfully, by this time many have rejected that ridiculous notion, but I know that there are still some women out there trying to figure out how to make it all work.

So today I’ll tell you why you can’t.

It’s because after children, life has to change, and there’s no getting around it.  It might not happen right away, but it sneaks up on you over time and eventually there are things that must be given up.

And sometimes that sucks, and sometimes it doesn’t.

Think about it.  You know the proverbial plate that gets full?  Envision that for a second.  Your plate, it is full.

And then you add a baby and your laundry duties get a little bit bigger.  A teeny bit gets added to your plate. 

And then they start eating solids and your cooking duties get a little more complicated.  Another small addition.

And then you get to stop washing bottles, but that activity is replaced by reorganizing the cabinet your toddler loves to tear apart every night.  Another addition.

And you still have your hobbies, and your workouts, and your projects, and your marriage, and all those other truly good things.

And you still have your job.

Things keep getting added to your plate, but nothing comes off.  Envision your plate again.  It was full to begin with, but now it’s fuller.  {Is that a word?  I don’t care.  You get the idea.}

Mama, you can’t keep this up.  Your plate needs more room.

So, it’s with regret that I finally admit to you that life must change after children.  But here’s the good news:

You get to choose how!

It’s time to take control over your plate and your portions.  You get to choose what to take off and what to keep on.  Some things might be no-brainers or non-negotiable.  But other things might be harder to hold on to or relinquish.  It might not be easy, but it’s something you have to do in order to keep from getting burned out and overwhelmed with life.

Whatever you do, make it intentional.  Check your plate every now and then.  Otherwise you’ll look up in a …

Friends, I Think We’re Gonna Make It

Let’s start off with a bit of housekeeping stuff.  I’m seriously considering changing the name of this blog to Family. Work. Kindergarten. because obviously that now consumes all of my emotional energy and I can no longer write about anything else.

But I probably won’t because it seems like a lot of work.  Anyway.

I have some good news on the kindergarten front.  We’re going to survive!  Last Wednesday I got the teeniest little glimpse that things were looking up and every day since then has improved.  But let me back up.

My boy has been happy to get on the bus, and happy to come home.  But as for the stuff in between…let’s just say that it’s been hard to figure out what’s been going on there.  Drawing stuff out of him has been hard.  And the things that have come out have been…less than positive.  I tried to keep an open mind because I knew it was the beginning of the year and that we were still getting in the swing of things.

When he brought home worksheets practicing writing the number “2” twenty times and told me how they practiced counting to ten I reminded myself that kids come in at all different levels and that the teacher is still reviewing concepts and assessing the varied skills of the students.  When he told me school was boring I promised him it would get harder.  When he told me he didn’t have enough time to eat his lunch so he was hungry, I told him he needs to focus on eating instead of talking.

When he told me he had no friends and that “the playground is so crowded that when I play with kids I lose them” my heart broke, but I told him he’d make friends soon.  And when he told me that he tries to listen to the teacher but the kid next to him was really distracting, I gave him tips on how to help the other boy pay attention.  When he told me they have no PE class, I got mad.

Overall, it wasn’t going too well.  But I didn’t want to jump off the deep end and chose to give it some time.  And I also recognized that by the end of the day, Conlan was worn out and grumpy and found it way too hard to reach into his little brain and tell me anything of value about his day.

How was your day?” I’d ask.

“Fine,” he’d respond.

“What did you write about in your journal today?” I’d inquire.

“I can’t remember!” he’d wail.  And I realized he was actually telling the truth.  It was just too much, too soon.

My boy, who quit snuggling long ago, began climbing into my lap.  He needed security.  Familiarity.  To be reminded of what it’s like to be valued and noticed and loved instead of feeling like just another kid in the midst of the chaos.  We played Legos.  We read books.  And slowly, I’d learn things.  He’d quietly sing a song he learned in music.  He’d tell me about a book his teacher read.  And he kept talking about the little boy who sat next to him who was seriously affecting his attitude about school and driving him bananas.  We’ll call him Ethan.

I tucked him in that night.  “I’m so glad I get to hear about Kindergarten, Conlan.  I know you’re having a hard time, but I need to know why.  You can’t just say you don’t like it – Daddy and I can’t help you

Downhill

Do you ever catch yourself wondering, When, exactly, did life get so complicated?

When did it start going downhill?

Well, I’ll tell you.  It started when you turned five.

 

I never babied my baby.  I had heard a couple refer to their two-year-old as a “baby” some years earlier, and thought it was so ridiculous that I was determined to reserve that terminology exclusively for my child’s first year.

On his first birthday we celebrated by eating cupcakes, opening presents, and removing all bottles from the house.  Sippy cups only from that day forward.

He was no longer a baby, after all.

And as he grew, I parented him with a hedge of protection but also with a fair amount of space.  I gave him whole sandwiches when other kids were still having their food cut into small pieces.  I used big words and sentences instead of easy ones.  We exchanged the sippies for big-boy cups to see if he could learn through trial-and-error.  He did things on his own, made messes, made mistakes, and got frustrated.  He also mastered skills and experienced the pride of success.

But I was always there to pick up the pieces if something went awry, comfort him when he got upset, and help him out if something just wasn’t working.

He might have been learning about the world on his own terms, but he was never alone.

Until September 2014.

Five is hard, y’all.  Kindergarten is serious business.  They’ve got a million things to teach these little kids, and there are a lot of little kids.  It’s a big transition.

The same week that school started, it was Promotion Sunday at our church.  That meant Conlan moved to another new class in Sunday School – upstairs, with the big kids.

We were driving home that afternoon and I looked at him in the rear-view mirror.  He looked worn out and a little forlorn, peering out the window and watching the cars go by.

“How was your new class today, buddy?”

“Mommy, I never get to play anymore.”

And just like that, with the passing of the Labor Day holiday, my son was thrown from the world of play into the world of education.  It hit me hard.  And I suddenly wished that this little boy, who I had determined from the start not to baby, could hold tight to his little-boy-ness for just a little bit longer.

And he’s also on his own.  There is a teacher – a fabulous teacher – but part of her job is to shepherd these twenty-four little children into the world of independence and autonomy and big-kid-ness.  And she will be there in tough situations, but she will undoubtedly let them flail a bit to learn the hard lessons and grow in their abilities.

And it used to be me standing watch, letting him experience discomfort and frustration and stepping in when things got too difficult.  But the truth is, I probably stood a whole lot closer and rescued him a whole lot sooner.

I never babied my baby, but I wish I could baby him now.

Once you turn five, it’s all downhill.…

Backyard Project – Ugly Tree Stump

tree stump hanging basket decorationHere’s how things work in our house:  I have a random proposal/idea/project vision.  I tell my husband about it, who then has the sole responsibility to figure out how to actually make it happen.

Last fall my husband took down a tree in our backyard.  To be clear, this was not one of my brilliant ideas.  I was rather opposed, but the story ends happily with extra open yard space, a pile of firewood, and no loss of life or property.  It also ended with an ugly stump in our backyard.

“Babe!  I want you to figure out some way to put a metal post thingy with a loop on the top so we can have like a hangy-basket and flowers or something for it to be pretty!”

And, as usual, he stopped what he was doing and looked at me for a few moments without saying a word.  Then, the confused look cleared and he said, “I’m sure I can figure something out.”

Brilliance, meet practicality.

After buying the supplies, the whole project was done in less than half an hour.

Post Plant Hanger – Tree Stump Decoration

Supplies:

  • 1 fence post or deck post
  • 2 hanging basket hangers
  • 4 shelf brackets

Tools:

  • drill
  • chainsaw, reciprocating saw, or circular saw

Steps:

1.  Attach the planter hangers to the top of the post at your desired height.

hanging planter2.  Attach the shelf brackets to the bottom of the post, making sure it is flush with the bottom.  More importantly, take a photo of the process and make sure your 5-year-old photobombs your efforts.

DSC_10123.  Use a saw to cut grooves in the stump so your post will sit level on the stump.

DSC_10214.  Set the post on the stump and ensure it is level.

DSC_10405.  Affix the post to the stump.

DSC_1044I absolutely love the finished product.  It provides color and height in a previously ugly corner of the yard, and better yet, my Mother’s Day flowers came in hanging baskets this year!

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