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"Humility is the mother of giants.  &lt;br&gt;One sees great things from the valley; only small things from the peak."
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- G. K. Chesterton (Father Brown: &lt;i&gt;The Hammer of God&lt;/i&gt;)
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&amp;nbsp;Today was Fritz's birthday (observed).&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow, his actual birthday, he will be attending his ordeal for the Order of the Arrow, so we decided to have his party tonight.&amp;nbsp; His requested birthday dinner was Italian subs and Cape Cod potato chips.&lt;br /&gt;
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And he requested that we watch the movie &lt;i&gt;Brave&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Not because he really wanted to see it, but because he wants to see the next movie in the queue: &lt;i&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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He found out there was sour cream in it, and I had to convince him that all it did was make the cake moist. Oh, my, the cake was delicious.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't it look great?&amp;nbsp; I was showing Katie how this one lens I have blurs everything except the one thing you want in focus.&amp;nbsp; In the picture above, all those loose papers on our school shelves don't look quite so messy.&amp;nbsp; Here below, the cake looks downright decadent.&lt;br /&gt;
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George helped keep vigil on the baking process.&lt;br /&gt;
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My girls did most of the work.&amp;nbsp; I did the frosting, which was a ganache, so all I really did was pour it over the top and smooth it out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy birthday to my 15 year old!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RosettaStone/~4/ZnXhSbbBpro" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/1448251842305808307/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444771&amp;postID=1448251842305808307&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/1448251842305808307?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/1448251842305808307?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RosettaStone/~3/ZnXhSbbBpro/birthday-vigil.html" title="Birthday Vigil" /><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591234069872271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjEtxsTN54/TpILrK3LtjI/AAAAAAAACY8/BvlmYYRP-Dk/s220/michellecrop.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEMnCftaYg8/UZWP_pQHC3I/AAAAAAAADw8/Q7ZGxj1jMvM/s72-c/144.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/2013/05/birthday-vigil.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUDRHw-eip7ImA9WhBbEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444771.post-2121173744940747380</id><published>2013-05-11T07:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-11T07:04:35.252-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-11T07:04:35.252-04:00</app:edited><title>More from Mary</title><content type="html">This girl cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;
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She was tattling on a sibling, which I don't encourage.&amp;nbsp; It does, though, often provide useful information.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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One of my children has been in a mood this week, and this mood has not been a good mood.&amp;nbsp; Everybody has been most displeased with this child's behavior, attitude, and ability to keep one's hands to oneself (or lack thereof).&amp;nbsp; This is a child of extremes, because when this child is not exploring new ways to offend others, this child is the most generous and considerate of all my children.&amp;nbsp; This child receives frequent reminders to listen to the "white guy" on the shoulder, not the "red guy with horns."&lt;br /&gt;
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So, new bad behavior, because if there are rules, one must break them at some point: Mary tells me that this sibling had been saying&lt;i&gt; "Mary's son's name - and s/he wasn't praying!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I asked the accused to confirm or deny the charges, and the look of guilt was all I needed in reply.&lt;br /&gt;
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At dinner, I told Bill about what Mary had said.&amp;nbsp; I especially liked the phrase "Mary's son's name," but I'm really pleased that she is obviously getting catechized by osmosis.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bill delivered a stern look to the guilty party, who did not appear to be sorry for anything other than getting caught.&amp;nbsp; This child is too much like the worst of me.&amp;nbsp; (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"I'm just amazed that the 5 year old is aware that this was wrong,"&lt;/i&gt; I told Bill.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mary piped up: &lt;i&gt;"That's because the 5 year old is AMESOME!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And there you go.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RosettaStone/~4/eQ6awrtD9Do" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2121173744940747380/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444771&amp;postID=2121173744940747380&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/2121173744940747380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/2121173744940747380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RosettaStone/~3/eQ6awrtD9Do/more-from-mary.html" title="More from Mary" /><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591234069872271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjEtxsTN54/TpILrK3LtjI/AAAAAAAACY8/BvlmYYRP-Dk/s220/michellecrop.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/2013/05/more-from-mary.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcFQHk9fip7ImA9WhBbEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444771.post-6358792187843410121</id><published>2013-05-08T17:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-08T17:20:11.766-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-08T17:20:11.766-04:00</app:edited><title>Mom Summer Camp</title><content type="html">Hey, Moms!&amp;nbsp; It's time to sign up for summer camp!&amp;nbsp; Not for the kids...for YOU!&lt;br /&gt;
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We have a great summer lined up here at How'i'wish Island.&amp;nbsp; I do want to warn you that many of the merit badges required for your SuperMom rank will &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;be offered at this camp.&amp;nbsp; This includes badges on child development from &lt;u&gt;Infant &lt;/u&gt;to &lt;u&gt;Teens&lt;/u&gt;, scheduling badges like &lt;u&gt;Time Management&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Multi-Tasking&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Bi-Location&lt;/u&gt;, as well as badges like &lt;u&gt;Homework&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Chores&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;College Applications&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is our philosophy that those badges can be earned best throughout the year as needed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nevertheless, I assure you that the badges we do offer will be challenging and fun!&lt;br /&gt;
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First off, we have many badges to appeal to your creative side.&amp;nbsp; From &lt;u&gt;Scrapbooking &lt;/u&gt;to &lt;u&gt;Photography&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Knitting &lt;/u&gt;to &lt;u&gt;Sewing&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Painting&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Drawing&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Cake Decorating&lt;/u&gt;, and more!&amp;nbsp; New this year is &lt;u&gt;Writing &lt;/u&gt;which will include blogging and other social media as formats for expressing your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those of you who enjoy cooking, we have several badges that may interest you.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;u&gt;Surf and Turf&lt;/u&gt; badge explores recipes beyond pasta and pizza.&amp;nbsp; Learn how to make a perfect hollandaise sauce and remember how to savor every bite.&amp;nbsp; This badge will only be offered in the two time slots before lunch and dinner.&amp;nbsp; Also, check out our popular &lt;u&gt;Internet Cooking&lt;/u&gt; badge.&amp;nbsp; Learn to navigate the world wide web to find the best recipes.&amp;nbsp; This badge does have a lengthy requirement to track several sites for 12 weeks and analyze your "likes" for nutritional content.&amp;nbsp; If that is not completed beforehand, we will not be able to present you with your badge at the end of camp, but you can always finish it later!&lt;br /&gt;
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The &lt;u&gt;Coffee&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Tea&lt;/u&gt; badges have been combined into one time period.&amp;nbsp; That early morning time slot fills up quickly, so don't wait!&amp;nbsp; For afternoons and evenings, we have another popular badge: &lt;u&gt;Cocktails&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; There is an additional fee associated with this badge.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those who want to exercise, we have a wide variety of options.&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Gym Time&lt;/u&gt; is a potpourri of typical classes from &lt;u&gt;Spin&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;u&gt;Zumba&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; These are also offered individually for those who already know what they love.&amp;nbsp; We have &lt;u&gt;Swimming&lt;/u&gt; which focuses on actually swimming and not lifeguarding.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;u&gt;5K&lt;/u&gt; badge is customized to work for both beginners and those who have been running for years.&amp;nbsp; Or take one of the many trails on How'i'wish Island while you earn your &lt;u&gt;Hiking&lt;/u&gt; merit badge.&lt;br /&gt;
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After lunch, we have our &lt;u&gt;Napping&lt;/u&gt; badge, which also has a prerequisite.&amp;nbsp; Candidates must take at least 8 naps of 30 minutes and 2 naps of over an hour before coming to camp or they will not finish the badge.&amp;nbsp; If napping is not your thing, we have both the &lt;u&gt;Massage&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Mani-Pedi&lt;/u&gt; badges available.&amp;nbsp; These are offered pool-side as well as in the privacy of your own cabin.&lt;br /&gt;
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The &lt;u&gt;Reading&lt;/u&gt; badge will be offered all day long.&amp;nbsp; Consider combining it with our &lt;u&gt;Book Club&lt;/u&gt; badge or our &lt;u&gt;Movie Lit&lt;/u&gt; badge, in which you compare books to their movies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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All campers are required to take the &lt;u&gt;Single-Tasking&lt;/u&gt; merit badge.&amp;nbsp; We have found that campers get more out of their camp experience if they learn how to slow down and do just one thing.&amp;nbsp; Please also note that early mornings are reserved for meditation and prayer (and sleep), so no loud noises are permitted before 10 am.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since we want How'i'wish Island to be the ultimate get-a-way camp for busy moms, please let us know what other merit badges we should be offering!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RosettaStone/~4/yXm1b0XqXpM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6358792187843410121/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444771&amp;postID=6358792187843410121&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/6358792187843410121?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/6358792187843410121?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RosettaStone/~3/yXm1b0XqXpM/mom-summer-camp.html" title="Mom Summer Camp" /><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591234069872271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjEtxsTN54/TpILrK3LtjI/AAAAAAAACY8/BvlmYYRP-Dk/s220/michellecrop.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/2013/05/mom-summer-camp.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIHRXY8cCp7ImA9WhBUGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444771.post-6045720649017162407</id><published>2013-05-07T06:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-07T06:28:54.878-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-07T06:28:54.878-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mary" /><title>Mary Quotes</title><content type="html">The other day, Mary came up to me and announced:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Mom, I have a drinking problem."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Last night, Mary said:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"I like Christmas better than Hanukkah.&amp;nbsp; Hanukkah is for normal people.&amp;nbsp; Christmas is for Catholics, and we're Catholic, so I like Christmas."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Moses said choose life or death.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, Christ said choose me or normalcy.&lt;br /&gt;
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BTW, I do not correct my children when they say things like this.&amp;nbsp; It's much more amusing to just smile and nod and let them talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saw an article via FB that said poll results indicate that moms think 3 kids are the hardest number to manage.&amp;nbsp; As my husband says, switching to zone defense from one-on-one coverage is difficult.&amp;nbsp; But the article covered families of 1-4 children.&amp;nbsp; In my personal experience, SIX was a killer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, Mary is my #6.&lt;br /&gt;
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The root cause of &lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;drinking problem.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RosettaStone/~4/cu6FPuMztSA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/6045720649017162407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444771&amp;postID=6045720649017162407&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/6045720649017162407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/6045720649017162407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RosettaStone/~3/cu6FPuMztSA/mary-quotes.html" title="Mary Quotes" /><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591234069872271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjEtxsTN54/TpILrK3LtjI/AAAAAAAACY8/BvlmYYRP-Dk/s220/michellecrop.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/2013/05/mary-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YDSXo_fSp7ImA9WhBUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444771.post-2278331655368769560</id><published>2013-05-01T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-05-01T21:46:18.445-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-01T21:46:18.445-04:00</app:edited><title>Checking In</title><content type="html">I suppose I should blog more often than once a month.&lt;br /&gt;
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I do post on FB, but that's only because it's easier, when the Kindle is working.&amp;nbsp; Right now it's dead, and not charging.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most of my FB activity is all #Gosnell this or Boy Scouts that.&amp;nbsp; I did post about eagerly anticipating the end of May, because I have arranged for the kids to be off music lessons and gymnastics/sports for June, July, and August.&amp;nbsp; We all need a break from the constant running.&lt;br /&gt;
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Took George to the doctor today.&amp;nbsp; The doctor praised me for catching his ear infection so quickly.&amp;nbsp; No clever detective work occurred.&amp;nbsp; If I find myself strapping a kid into a car seat at 1 am and going for a drive to get him to fall asleep, &lt;i&gt;something is wrong&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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After his appointment, I had to get the antibiotics at the clinic's pharmacy.&amp;nbsp; I waited for over 45 minutes, with a hungry baby who had an ear infection.&amp;nbsp; I thought I was going to lose it, and the only thing that saved me was another mom with &lt;i&gt;two &lt;/i&gt;little kids in tow who was also waiting and who did vocalize her frustration to the people at the pharmacy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I gave her a mental fist bump.&lt;br /&gt;
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While I waited, I had plenty of time to think about how the doctor tried to look in George's throat, and he wasn't complying, so she pried his jaw apart with her fingers and held his tongue down.&amp;nbsp; No big deal - I do that move multiple times every day as he finds things on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
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Except &lt;i&gt;she wasn't wearing gloves&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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And except I realized, in the interminable wait for Augmentin, that &lt;i&gt;she had not washed her hands when she came into the exam room&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not a germophobe...but with doctors' offices, I AM a germophobe.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to see what lovely viruses he brought home today.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since I have been accused, by my not-spontaneous children, that I do not give enough warning about upcoming, unexpected events, I informed them at dinner that we were all going to a sports banquet tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;
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They all nodded OK.&lt;br /&gt;
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"It's dressy," I said, clarifying "church-clothes."&lt;br /&gt;
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They all nodded OK.&lt;br /&gt;
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"The theme is Italian," I said, absently, thinking about the covered dish I planned to make.&lt;br /&gt;
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My reverie was disturbed by the animated discussion of my children about how they would accomplish this theme.&amp;nbsp; Fritz thought he would draw a thin, black moustache on his face.&amp;nbsp; Billy thought he would wear his father's fedora.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure I heard the phrase "tommy gun" before I interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;
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"The theme is for the &lt;b&gt;food&lt;/b&gt;, not the clothes!!"&lt;br /&gt;
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And that was the end of that conversation.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/RosettaStone/~4/_pgOmk6QZ_o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/feeds/2278331655368769560/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444771&amp;postID=2278331655368769560&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/2278331655368769560?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444771/posts/default/2278331655368769560?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RosettaStone/~3/_pgOmk6QZ_o/checking-in.html" title="Checking In" /><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14591234069872271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjEtxsTN54/TpILrK3LtjI/AAAAAAAACY8/BvlmYYRP-Dk/s220/michellecrop.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mreitemeyer.blogspot.com/2013/05/checking-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
