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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1843533581176352559</id><published>2008-11-14T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:48:38.002-08:00</updated><title type="text">Mothering By Email</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/1843533581176352559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=1843533581176352559" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/1843533581176352559" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/1843533581176352559" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/11/mothering-by-email.html" title="Mothering By Email" /><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958702369979640190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">I came across this site of emails from moms to daughters and it made me think about how email has opened up a whole new avenue for mothering older children and those who have 'flew the coop'.There are some ROFL emails and some made me grab the kleenex.This is the one that struck me, what a great mom! And doesn't she just sum it up?Your Stuck With MeMy email to my daughter has been limited since &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-8447462624118637560</id><published>2008-10-27T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T03:29:48.987-07:00</updated><title type="text">5 Free Ways to Further Your Education</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/8447462624118637560/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=8447462624118637560" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8447462624118637560" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8447462624118637560" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/10/5-free-ways-to-further-your-education.html" title="5 Free Ways to Further Your Education" /><author><name>Carrie Lauth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">This is a guest article that I thought might interest some of you. You might also enjoy the videos at Ted.com. I find them fascinating and can watch and learn for hours!5 Free Ways to Further Your EducationBetween the economic downturn and the ever-rising cost of tuition, most people have less extra cash to spend these days on education and personal development. But whether you are interested in &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6661141374107286920</id><published>2008-10-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:45:02.118-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="online quizzes" /><title type="text">Which Classic Screen Dame Are You?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/6661141374107286920/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=6661141374107286920" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6661141374107286920" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6661141374107286920" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/10/which-classic-screen-dame-are-you.html" title="Which Classic Screen Dame Are You?" /><author><name>Carrie Lauth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Yeah, they're a little silly. But these online quizzes are fun and take just a minute. See which screen dame you are.Let us know in the comments.Your result for The Classic Dames Test...Myrna Loy       You are class itself, the calm, confident "perfect woman." Men turn and look at you admiringly as you walk down the street, and even your rivals have a grudging respect for you. You always know the&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-3193967892475357044</id><published>2008-09-22T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:50:35.978-07:00</updated><title type="text">The Dreaded Electric Bill</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/3193967892475357044/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=3193967892475357044" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/3193967892475357044" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/3193967892475357044" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/09/dreaded-electric-bill.html" title="The Dreaded Electric Bill" /><author><name>Nanette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">Do you dread looking at your electric bill every month?  I certainly do.  Seems every time I get another one it's higher than the previous month's bill. Do you wish there was something you could do about it?  Believe it or not there is a fairly easy solution to reducing that bill.  Taking some time to check your home making sure it's as energy and cost efficient as it can be can aid in reducing &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-213274827087260507</id><published>2008-09-04T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:15:26.837-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scandal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pregnancy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics" /><title type="text">American Society Is Full of Baloney</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/213274827087260507/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=213274827087260507" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/213274827087260507" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/213274827087260507" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/09/american-society-is-full-of-baloney.html" title="American Society Is Full of Baloney" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><content type="html">Sarah Palin's daughter is only 17, she's having a baby..........and, she's not married!  *gasp*Of course she's not married, she's 17!  But the media has been saying that "unmarried" part like it's such a dirty little secret.  Would they find anything better to say if she was 17, having a baby and already married?  I doubt it.  It would still be "dirt."  It boggles my mind how the media and &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-4760773468672678953</id><published>2008-09-02T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:11:14.275-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life with kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies" /><title type="text">In Their Own Time</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/4760773468672678953/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=4760773468672678953" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/4760773468672678953" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/4760773468672678953" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/09/in-their-own-time.html" title="In Their Own Time" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Kids are funny.  They never seem to do things when we want them to.  With my oldest, I was always trying to "help" her to her next milestone.  She was at about 6 steps, as far as walking goes, on her 1st birthday.Now, with my youngest daughter, I was in no rush.  She could take her sweet time growing up and I wouldn't worry one bit.  Of course, now, at 9 months, she's already broken the "record" &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-8975329872652111112</id><published>2008-08-28T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:48:56.558-07:00</updated><title type="text">Who Says Geckos Aren't Cuddly?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/8975329872652111112/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=8975329872652111112" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8975329872652111112" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8975329872652111112" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/08/who-says-geckos-arent-cuddly.html" title="Who Says Geckos Aren't Cuddly?" /><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186402682803059963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-4750587119796170396</id><published>2008-08-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:40:00.439-07:00</updated><title type="text">Driving Test Mistakes to Avoid for Your Teen</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/4750587119796170396/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=4750587119796170396" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/4750587119796170396" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/4750587119796170396" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/08/driving-test-mistakes-to-avoid-for-your.html" title="Driving Test Mistakes to Avoid for Your Teen" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Do you have a teen that will be taking their driving test soon?  I don't have one yet, but I know that time will come before we know it.I also know of a lot of teens who need to re-take their test.  I was *almost* in that boat when I took my test.  One more point deduction and I would have had to take it again.  Thank goodness that wasn't the case for me, but it is for some.Having to re-take the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-5699413168527282394</id><published>2008-08-14T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:51:25.127-07:00</updated><title type="text">Just got an email with the subject line: bad news</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/5699413168527282394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=5699413168527282394" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/5699413168527282394" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/5699413168527282394" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/08/just-got-email-with-subject-line-bad.html" title="Just got an email with the subject line: bad news" /><author><name>Nanette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">It's never a good thing when you get an email like that is it?  I wouldn't think so either but it wasn't anything life threatening and it actually was some good news.  A sweetheart of a lady, Christine Steendahl of MenuPlanningCentral is having a baby in a few short weeks.  Babies are always good news.  Congrats to you Christine and the entire Steendahl family.If you have never tried menu &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-5539143847841366919</id><published>2008-08-12T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:17:01.121-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life with kids" /><title type="text">What Is Gas Like In Your Home Town?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/5539143847841366919/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=5539143847841366919" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/5539143847841366919" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/5539143847841366919" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/08/what-is-gas-like-in-your-home-town.html" title="What Is Gas Like In Your Home Town?" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><content type="html">Gas prices have gotten unbelievable recently!  We're paying about $4.55 per gallon and some of the pumps have a $75 limit for credit/debit card transactions at the pump.  That's not even enough to fill up my gas tank if I let it get too low.  Others have limits set at $99 and if I'm really bad and let my tank get really low, THAT doesn't even fill up my tank.  Yes, I'm driving a full size SUV.  &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7548058363176836272</id><published>2008-08-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:16:33.774-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="housecleaning" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life with kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="housework" /><title type="text">Lots of Clutter = No Relaxation</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/7548058363176836272/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=7548058363176836272" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/7548058363176836272" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/7548058363176836272" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/08/lots-of-clutter-no-relaxation.html" title="Lots of Clutter = No Relaxation" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">After a very busy summer of softball, softball, and more softball, the season is winding down and the kids are back to school.  Once I actually had some time off on the weekends and could spend time at home, I realized how cluttered and disorganized the house had become during all those months we were barely home.  Yuck!I don't know about you, but there are times I simply CAN'T relax when the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=l0s8lG5FkBo:KL4-P2VOB-s:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-8662465289439207756</id><published>2008-07-31T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:55:06.511-07:00</updated><title type="text">How Does Your Child Learn Best?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/8662465289439207756/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=8662465289439207756" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8662465289439207756" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8662465289439207756" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/how-does-your-child-learn-best.html" title="How Does Your Child Learn Best?" /><author><name>Carrie Lauth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Do you know your child's learning style?It's become pretty clear to me that my kids have very unique ways of learning. Since I'm homeschooling, I had better learn to work with that in order to make learning more fun - and far less frustrating - for all of us.On my other blog I've put together a free Learning Styles report you can download and print out or read right there on the blog. Whether &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=M55kx5RqmmU:lRb0vGQdcpA:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-238055187805236806</id><published>2008-07-24T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:05:49.766-07:00</updated><title type="text">Stress Free Summer</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/238055187805236806/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=238055187805236806" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/238055187805236806" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/238055187805236806" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/stress-free-summer.html" title="Stress Free Summer" /><author><name>Carrie Lauth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Feeling tired, bored, stressed or hungry this summer?Menu Planning Central is offering several cool free ebooks - no obligation. You'll find:Kids Summer ActivitiesSummer Exercise Tips for MomsFamily Friendly Summer RecipesJust go here to download them. :-) &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=LcfWvvW7fRs:x2shEa741Lo:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-7907861447499838750</id><published>2008-07-23T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:49:00.775-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life with kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies" /><title type="text">Got the Lil Dipper</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/7907861447499838750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=7907861447499838750" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/7907861447499838750" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/7907861447499838750" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/got-lil-dipper.html" title="Got the Lil Dipper" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">I saw this at the store the other day and thought it was such a cute idea and perfect for my daughter.  She is now 8 months old and very interested in eating "real" food (vs nursing).  She also likes to grab at what we eat and gets so ecited when she sees her spoons.Of course, she's not all that great at feeding herself, but when I saw these, I thought they were such a great idea for this age my &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1146951664184090962</id><published>2008-07-20T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:24:40.131-07:00</updated><title type="text">Do You Edit Yourself out of Pics?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/1146951664184090962/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=1146951664184090962" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/1146951664184090962" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/1146951664184090962" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/do-you-edit-yourself-out-of-pics.html" title="Do You Edit Yourself out of Pics?" /><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186402682803059963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><content type="html">I hate pictures of myself...so I often edit myself out. Here are two lovely pics of my pooches and they're much better without me in them. :-)Anybody else do this?&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-1388597703655804419</id><published>2008-07-17T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:16:01.256-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life with kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birth" /><title type="text">Surprised at Myself</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/1388597703655804419/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=1388597703655804419" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/1388597703655804419" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/1388597703655804419" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/surprised-at-myself.html" title="Surprised at Myself" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">I did a post a about a month and a half ago asking "How do you know when you're done having kids?" Well...(no, I'm not pregnant)....I just had the privilege of being present at the birth of my sister's very first child.  My sister is 8 years younger than me and my one and only full blooded sibling.First of all, I have to say, she did great!  She delivered her son after about 9 hours of labor and &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XZWEAibeOEY:Aw7t_MVSABA:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6258808753955416293</id><published>2008-07-14T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:11:41.004-07:00</updated><title type="text">Do you play video games with your kiddos?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/6258808753955416293/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=6258808753955416293" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6258808753955416293" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6258808753955416293" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/do-you-play-video-games-with-your.html" title="Do you play video games with your kiddos?" /><author><name>MarieY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14013165896283634836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><content type="html">I do ... I know it may sound goofy but it is quite FUN! We just got "Rockband" not too long ago cause it was on sale and at first I thought it was irritating cause the kids (I have 3) were so noisy when they were playing. Plus, I guess because I didn't really care for the song selection - I guess I'm an old fart for not liking the kinds of music they had in the game. Anyway, one evening, my hubby&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6002036721986114167</id><published>2008-07-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:29:25.541-07:00</updated><title type="text">Do You Have Enough Energy?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/6002036721986114167/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=6002036721986114167" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6002036721986114167" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6002036721986114167" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/do-you-have-enough-energy.html" title="Do You Have Enough Energy?" /><author><name>Carrie Lauth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">It seems that one thing a lot of moms have in common is: not having enough energy.In looking at my own life and in talking with other moms, I think it can be due to a lot of factors. Things like hormonal changes, sleep disturbances, having too much to do, etc can all play a role.Of course there are sometimes medical explanations like low thyroid function - this is actually pretty common &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=Lx5i0dw8rCo:vnE7NOvlnsM:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-3435405592259276042</id><published>2008-07-11T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:21:53.015-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="living" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dogs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pets" /><title type="text">We Must Be Crazy-Another Dog</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/3435405592259276042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=3435405592259276042" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/3435405592259276042" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/3435405592259276042" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/we-must-be-crazy-another-dog.html" title="We Must Be Crazy-Another Dog" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">Yes, I'm sure my husband and I are just a tad bit off our rockers.  LOLWe have 5 kids, which a lot of people who just meet us don't believe when we tell them.  Then on top of that we have a BUNCH of dogs.  I say a bunch because I'm not even sure of the count right now, but we DO have more dogs than kids.Then...we went out and got this...Yup - it's a French Bulldog.  I'm actually starting a little&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=fyxGlGeQCnw:ef2anWW0XFI:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-8100727079874730485</id><published>2008-07-06T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:01:30.793-07:00</updated><title type="text">Redneck Tank Top</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/8100727079874730485/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=8100727079874730485" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8100727079874730485" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/8100727079874730485" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/redneck-tank-top.html" title="Redneck Tank Top" /><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958702369979640190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><content type="html">I received this in my email and thought it was quite funny. I don't know if I could pull it off around town, but it could work in a pinch at home, maybe some pink trim would do the trick :0)(if I had some new ones hanging around, don't think I'd attempt my husbands underwear drawer, that's really pushing togetherness a little too far!).True  Redneck Tank Top!!!!  This  was taken in front of the &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:7Q72WNTAKBA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=7Q72WNTAKBA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?i=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?a=XUXiXTxTEpw:OTm13N6mGtk:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/bmss?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-6319623265376107622</id><published>2008-07-02T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:54:15.921-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life with kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="babies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Yikes 103.3</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/6319623265376107622/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=6319623265376107622" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6319623265376107622" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/6319623265376107622" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/07/yikes-1033.html" title="Yikes 103.3" /><author><name>Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08971835646907900075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">It's late, I just got home from the ER.  My youngest daughter, who is now 7 months old, had a fever of 103.3 degrees tonight.  She was warm on a few occasions last week, but always, the next day or two she was back to normal.  She isn't congested, isn't coughing, has no runny nose, is "peeing and pooping" fine, has a normal appetite, and has been acting pretty normally as well.But after her &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-5215573068313419249</id><published>2008-06-23T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:39:13.780-07:00</updated><title type="text">Seen at The Dollar Store</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/5215573068313419249/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=5215573068313419249" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/5215573068313419249" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/5215573068313419249" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/seen-at-dollar-store.html" title="Seen at The Dollar Store" /><author><name>Carrie Lauth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">I don't know about you, but I am not too keen on using a beauty product from the Dollar Store.Especially when it's made by a company called:Yes, folks. Tinkle. I had to snap this picture because it's a funny example of Engrish. We've seen stuff at the Dollar Store that had unfortunate Chinese/English or Japanese/English translation. You can read a ton of funny examples of Engrish online. &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12361729.post-633266714808868236</id><published>2008-06-20T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:00:44.299-07:00</updated><title type="text">Where The Hell Is Matt? Where He Can Make People Smile...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/633266714808868236/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12361729&amp;postID=633266714808868236" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/633266714808868236" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12361729/posts/default/633266714808868236" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.becausemomsaidso.com/2008/06/where-hell-is-matt-where-he-can-make.html" title="Where The Hell Is Matt? Where He Can Make People Smile..." /><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17186402682803059963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><content type="html">This brought a smile to my face and some tears to my eyes. This guy wouldn't have made it 1 minute into So You Think You Can Dance tryouts, but the guy's got some heart:Sorry I missed Matt when he was in Vancouver. ;-)I believe he has had previous videos, but this looks like a new one.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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