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	<description>Better parenting through guilt.</description>
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		<title>Comment on It&#8217;s the Little Things in Life. Really. by bria</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/its-the-little-things-in-life-really/#comment-860</link>
		<dc:creator>bria</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 14:31:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Awww, so sweet. I concur with Anne: you are awesome. And I think Youngest Son is pretty awesome too. 

For me, while I do remember things from elementary school (fave teachers, playground hijinks), the memories that took place outside of school are what stick with me and matter to me the most. I always loved it when my Dad let me come with him on an errand in his old pick-up. I could care less where we went, just that I got to spend time with him. Or standing on a little stool trying to help my Mom make sugar cookies at Christmas, and having a hard time mixing in all that dang flour with my little 7-year-old arms. 

What I love about this is that Youngest Son is wise beyond his years (even if unintentionally so) in how he remembers special moments with you. Wow, can I ramble!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Awww, so sweet. I concur with Anne: you are awesome. And I think Youngest Son is pretty awesome too. </p>
<p>For me, while I do remember things from elementary school (fave teachers, playground hijinks), the memories that took place outside of school are what stick with me and matter to me the most. I always loved it when my Dad let me come with him on an errand in his old pick-up. I could care less where we went, just that I got to spend time with him. Or standing on a little stool trying to help my Mom make sugar cookies at Christmas, and having a hard time mixing in all that dang flour with my little 7-year-old arms. </p>
<p>What I love about this is that Youngest Son is wise beyond his years (even if unintentionally so) in how he remembers special moments with you. Wow, can I ramble!!</p>
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		<title>Comment on It&#8217;s the Little Things in Life. Really. by Anne</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/its-the-little-things-in-life-really/#comment-858</link>
		<dc:creator>Anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 01:41:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amy, this is just one more piece of evidence (of the many, many) that you are awesome. Your kids are so lucky to have you as their mom!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amy, this is just one more piece of evidence (of the many, many) that you are awesome. Your kids are so lucky to have you as their mom!</p>
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		<title>Comment on It&#8217;s the Little Things in Life. Really. by amylee39</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/its-the-little-things-in-life-really/#comment-857</link>
		<dc:creator>amylee39</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:24:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks, Shari!  Wishing you many happy sit-on-a-dock- and-eat-french-fries moments in you and your kids&#039; lives.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks, Shari!  Wishing you many happy sit-on-a-dock- and-eat-french-fries moments in you and your kids&#8217; lives.</p>
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		<title>Comment on It&#8217;s the Little Things in Life. Really. by Shari Ledermann</title>
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		<dc:creator>Shari Ledermann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 05:09:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Loved this.  May print it and read it as a reminder.  Not even kidding.. it&#039;s that good.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Loved this.  May print it and read it as a reminder.  Not even kidding.. it&#8217;s that good.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Mennonite In a Little Black Dress by Anne</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/11/16/mennonite-in-a-little-black-dress/#comment-852</link>
		<dc:creator>Anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 01:25:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, how interesting! My grandfather grew up Mennonite in California and later moved to west Michigan. I&#039;m going to recommend this one to my mom. Thanks!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, how interesting! My grandfather grew up Mennonite in California and later moved to west Michigan. I&#8217;m going to recommend this one to my mom. Thanks!</p>
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		<title>Comment on In Praise of Grandmothers by amylee39</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/11/12/in-praise-of-grandmothers/#comment-851</link>
		<dc:creator>amylee39</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 13:59:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes, Deb, that&#039;s my grandma.  Wasn&#039;t she a doll (no pun intended)?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, Deb, that&#8217;s my grandma.  Wasn&#8217;t she a doll (no pun intended)?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Gramatically Speaking by Mennonite In a Little Black Dress &#171; Not Your Mother&#8217;s Weblog&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/10/17/gramatically-speaking/#comment-850</link>
		<dc:creator>Mennonite In a Little Black Dress &#171; Not Your Mother&#8217;s Weblog&#8230;</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 02:15:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] biggest fans is on the other side of the state!&#8221;  Just as long as she doesn&#8217;t study my grammar too carefully, we could be friends.  I&#8217;m sure of [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] biggest fans is on the other side of the state!&#8221;  Just as long as she doesn&#8217;t study my grammar too carefully, we could be friends.  I&#8217;m sure of [...]</p>
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		<title>Comment on In Praise of Grandmothers by Deborah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Deborah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 00:51:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>is that your grandmom in the photo? mine died when i was 18 and i still miss her very much.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>is that your grandmom in the photo? mine died when i was 18 and i still miss her very much.</p>
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		<title>Comment on In Praise of Grandmothers by The Bestest Friend</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Bestest Friend</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 01:12:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This was beautiful - doesn&#039;t Kady look exactly like her?????  We were lucky to have such wonderful grandmothers.  There isn&#039;t anything like a loving grandma.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This was beautiful &#8211; doesn&#8217;t Kady look exactly like her?????  We were lucky to have such wonderful grandmothers.  There isn&#8217;t anything like a loving grandma.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Doggie Bloggie by Spice</title>
		<link>http://blogbrarian.wordpress.com/2009/11/09/hello-from-the-dog/#comment-847</link>
		<dc:creator>Spice</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 01:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Jojo! I was reading from Mom&#039;s lap and thought you might like another book told in first dog, Dog on it by Spencer Quinn. My Mom has 4 of us cats and talks to all of us and, of course, we talk back. She just has a bit of trouble sometimes understanding us sometimes, but we just walk right in front of her repeating things until she understands or trips.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Jojo! I was reading from Mom&#8217;s lap and thought you might like another book told in first dog, Dog on it by Spencer Quinn. My Mom has 4 of us cats and talks to all of us and, of course, we talk back. She just has a bit of trouble sometimes understanding us sometimes, but we just walk right in front of her repeating things until she understands or trips.</p>
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