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    <title><![CDATA[Back to School for All]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>The other day I bought notebooks. It might sound like a meaningless act, relatively uneventful and unsubstantial an experience. However, before you judge, first understand that I bought 35 notebooks. Yes, 35&hellip; a shopping cart full of notebooks. Now, THAT is substantial. Between satisfying the school list of both my children, and that of my own upcoming graduate school requirement, the grand total was so much more than I could have imagined. However, beyond the quantity of my purchase, w <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/BacktoSchoolforAll">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2012 12:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Busy]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>Between dancing, acting class, school activities and baseball, I am bone tired. Of course, I am not participating in any of these wonderful programs, but nonetheless, by this time in the year, I have just about had enough of rushing, driving, organizing, practicing, studying and cheering. I want to sit and relax and not have to think about a thing or plan the next day&rsquo;s activities. I know it is all fun, and of course, I am so proud of my little boy and girl who love to participate in al <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/Busy">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2012 12:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Aiden]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;">I can&rsquo;t imagine anything (anything!) in this world worse than losing a child. Today, I heard about a young neighborhood boy of 8, Aiden, who yesterday lost his battle with cancer. I never met this boy but knew a lot of people who are friendly with his parents and who have told me what an inspiration this young child was to them. Hearing about his battle for many months, I feel the pain and ache in my heart which I know is nothing compared to the one his fami <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/Aiden">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 12:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Parent-Teacher Conference]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>Parent-teacher conferences are coming up &ndash; my favorite part of the school year. For about 15 minutes twice a year, parents are able to glimpse into the world our children live in for most of the waking hours of their days. I love walking through the halls, looking at all the assignments hanging on the walls and seeing the desk my children sit in. Yet, I always feel a sense of emptiness&hellip; I want to know everything my kids do in school&hellip; what they say, who they play with, funn <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/Parent-TeacherConference">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2012 12:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Molasses]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>My daughter makes molasses seem like weeds. She is so slow that we have to always tack on an extra half hour whenever we need to get anywhere. It drives me crazy! At the ripe old age of 4, she already takes at least a half hour in the bathroom every morning. She takes her time getting her toothbrush, neatly placing her toothpaste on the brush, wetting it, positioning it on the side of the sink, shutting off the water, brushing, spitting out, repositioning her toothbrush on the side of the sin <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/Molasses">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 12:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Homework]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>I sit here writing this blog as my 1st grader is writing his daily reading log for homework. Despite the fact that the teacher would like him to write a few sentences on the book that he read today, he insists on making it a full page every night. Though it is wonderful that he likes to write, I have to say in all honestly that I hate homework. I hate that I have to keep track of all the assignments and when they are due. I despise that I have to make sure everything is neatly folded or place <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/Homework">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 12:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[The Good Old Days]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>This past weekend, my husband and I took the kids to the movies to see The Muppets. We all enjoyed it very much, but what I particularly enjoyed was all the memories that came flooding back from my childhood. At the ripe old age of 37, I don&rsquo;t consider myself &ldquo;old&rdquo; per se. However, sitting in the theater looking at my children entranced in a fun movie, I couldn&rsquo;t help but think of how television and movies have changed in the last three decades. Family shows that I use <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/TheGoodOldDays">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 12:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Falling for Fall?]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>I know most people love the fall. For me, autumn always reminds me of the coldness of the floor when you step out of bed, not enough sunshine and the dreaded uncertainty of not knowing how to dress in the morning because one minute it feels cold and the next warm. However, I am not quite sure why but this year I am finding the fall exhilarating. Pumpkin picking, apple picking, the cool breeze and the smell in the air has actually begun to grow on me. I am finding a wonderful appreciation for  <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/FallingforFall">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 12:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[First Boyfriend]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>Just short of three weeks into her pre-k experience, my daughter announced that she has acquired a boyfriend. &ldquo;His name is Gavin,&rdquo; she told me, &ldquo;and he is sooo cute.&rdquo;</p>
<p>As you can imagine, my husband and I were not too fond of our daughter&rsquo;s new status as a girlfriend. However, nobody took the news more harshly than Jules&rsquo;s 6-year-old brother. When she made the announcement at dinnertime over some chicken soup, my son ran into his room and slammed the <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/FirstBoyfriend">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 12:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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    <title><![CDATA[Time Flies]]></title>
    <description><![CDATA[<p>As the summer comes to an abrupt close, and we begin to get ready for the upcoming school year, I sit in disbelief on how fast time passes. This was the first summer in the last five, that I could carry a simple pocketbook and not an obnoxiously large bag&mdash; no milk bottles, no snack cups, no pacifiers or wipes. Though grateful for the lighter load, I can't help but feel sad on how quickly my kids are growing.</p>
<p>My daughter loves to echo the phrase &ldquo;I don't need you.&rdquo; <b <a href="http://www.parentguidenews.com/Blog/MommyBlog/TimeFlies2">Continue reading &#187;</a>]]></description>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 12:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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