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	<title>Lessons in Motherhood</title>
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		<title>And we&#8217;re back&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We took the girls to the park on Monday to burn off a little steam.  There were a few of Hailey&#8217;s friend boys playing soccer out on the field about 25 feet away.  Luke asked her to go say hello to them and walked over with Sophia.  When I came up to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Disappearance</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Just so you don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ve completely fallen off the face of the Earth, I&#8217;ll let you in on a secret&#8230;I&#8217;ve been on vacation!!!!  Wonderful, glorious, relaxing vacation on St. George Island.  
There are so many amazing pics from this trip that it was hard to decide which to post.  So, I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poopie Day</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Poopie was not at all the word that I wanted to write in that title.  Not the word at all.  But then I remembered that my parents read this blog, in fact my parents are some of the only people who read this blog, so I don&#8217;t need to elicit any more eye [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lessonsinmotherhood.com/2010/08/poopie-day/</link>
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		<title>What Does Proud Mean?</title>
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Sunday was the first day that Hailey swam all by herself away from the stairs.  I was so incredibly proud of her.  She has known how to swim pretty much the entire summer, but she has been very leery of moving away from the steps. We tried bribing, cajoling, begging, pushing, and threatening, but nothing [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lessonsinmotherhood.com/2010/08/what-does-proud-mean/</link>
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		<title>Happy Ending</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The happy ending to my last little rant is&#8230;

I slept until 9:45 while Luke and Hailey watched a movie downstairs
Sophia slept until 1:00pm.  You heard me&#8230;1:00pm
Her fever is gone
Both girls had lots of fun at a birthday party in the &#8216;burbs this afternoon
There was pizza at the party so I didn&#8217;t have to cook [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lessonsinmotherhood.com/2010/08/happy-ending/</link>
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		<title>Watch This</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is one of those entries that a clinical psychologist would have a field day with.  They would probably tell me that I need to have some type of exorcism to rid myself of my pent up frustrations and angst.  So, if you&#8217;re not in the mood to listen to me whine about [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Juice Box Incident</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It began as just a normal drive home from school &#8211; Sophia eating crackers she stole from Hailey&#8217;s class, Hailey babbling on about the awesomeness of pre-K, and Mommy muttering curse words under her breath at the traffic.  Hailey had gotten a juice box from school and insisted on drinking it in the car. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lessonsinmotherhood.com/2010/08/the-juice-box-incident/</link>
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		<title>The Future</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I am picturing a future wherein I cannot get a word in edgewise&#8230;

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		<link>http://www.lessonsinmotherhood.com/2010/08/the-future/</link>
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		<title>Like Mother&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Ok.  I feel like I&#8217;m breaking a mirror by writing this blog.  It&#8217;s entirely possible that in the future, I will have to endure seven years of bad luck, and by bad luck I mean a rebellious teenager with a messy room and a &#8220;I&#8217;m not you!&#8221; t-shirt.  Yet, I just can&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lessonsinmotherhood.com/2010/08/like-mother/</link>
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		<title>Backseat Driver</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sophia knows maybe ten words.  Among those are Mama and Whoa.  So, you can imagine how often I hear &#8220;Whoa, Mama&#8221; from the backseat.  It&#8217;s by far her favorite saying, and she has plenty of opportunities to say it while I say some other words at the Atlanta traffic.
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