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	<title>Comments on: Florida So Far</title>
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		<title>By: Gabriela Prochazkova</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gabriela Prochazkova</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 07:02:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I knew exactly what you were talking about, I mean that feeling when after a day full of excitement, wining, screaming, etc. you are the happiest person in the world that your &quot;treasures&quot; are sleeping and you find out again how much you love them even during the day you were at the end of the rope :-) The more they sleep, the more I love them :-D And I didn&#039;t mention the putting-them-to-bed-fight with overtired ones. Luna is only 2 and half but she is building such a strong personality, she often reminds me your Gracie.&lt;br /&gt;Nice reading before I go to sleep, it&#039;s 2 am. Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I knew exactly what you were talking about, I mean that feeling when after a day full of excitement, wining, screaming, etc. you are the happiest person in the world that your &quot;treasures&quot; are sleeping and you find out again how much you love them even during the day you were at the end of the rope <img src='http://www.adesignsovast.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  The more they sleep, the more I love them <img src='http://www.adesignsovast.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':-D' class='wp-smiley' />  And I didn&#39;t mention the putting-them-to-bed-fight with overtired ones. Luna is only 2 and half but she is building such a strong personality, she often reminds me your Gracie.<br />Nice reading before I go to sleep, it&#39;s 2 am. Thank you.</p>
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		<title>By: Ambrosia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ambrosia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 03:47:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The picture of your daughter&#039;s jumping into the pool makes me smile. Weather will not deter a child&#039;s play. How wonderful is that? Perhaps I should not allow it to dictate my moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip sounds lovely. I hope the weather complies with your plans.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The picture of your daughter&#39;s jumping into the pool makes me smile. Weather will not deter a child&#39;s play. How wonderful is that? Perhaps I should not allow it to dictate my moods.</p>
<p>The trip sounds lovely. I hope the weather complies with your plans.</p>
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		<title>By: Aidan Donnelley Rowley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aidan Donnelley Rowley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 19:15:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sounds like a lovely trip so far, drizzle and all. I love the shots of the shoes and the outfit swap. Isn&#039;t it amazing that you leave home, that you hop a flight, that you travel many miles, and you never actually get away? A thought that is at once sublime and suffocating (for me).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sounds like a lovely trip so far, drizzle and all. I love the shots of the shoes and the outfit swap. Isn&#39;t it amazing that you leave home, that you hop a flight, that you travel many miles, and you never actually get away? A thought that is at once sublime and suffocating (for me).</p>
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		<title>By: Kristen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 14:15:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I just heard from a good friend that her first daughter was born this morning at 1:34 a.m.  In her sleepy euphoria, she asked me for any advice about what to expect from the days ahead.  I&#039;ll be sending her this paragraph later today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And I thought about the fact that this might be the very definition of motherhood, this day: shivering in the gray drizzle while the children swim, finding the capacity for jokes and being richly rewarded by their delight, cutting chicken fingers and allowing M&amp;Ms for dessert, chasing and shhhhh-ing overtired children and wrestling them to bed, feeling annoyed, strung tight and thin, close to snapping, and then leaning into a wave of emotion, love, and patience that floods in, like a tide, to wash away all the day&#039;s frustrations.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All such familiar feelings - exquisitely stated, as usual.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just heard from a good friend that her first daughter was born this morning at 1:34 a.m.  In her sleepy euphoria, she asked me for any advice about what to expect from the days ahead.  I&#39;ll be sending her this paragraph later today:</p>
<p>&quot;And I thought about the fact that this might be the very definition of motherhood, this day: shivering in the gray drizzle while the children swim, finding the capacity for jokes and being richly rewarded by their delight, cutting chicken fingers and allowing M&amp;Ms for dessert, chasing and shhhhh-ing overtired children and wrestling them to bed, feeling annoyed, strung tight and thin, close to snapping, and then leaning into a wave of emotion, love, and patience that floods in, like a tide, to wash away all the day&#39;s frustrations.&quot;</p>
<p>All such familiar feelings &#8211; exquisitely stated, as usual.</p>
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