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	<description>I don't know what to make of it either.</description>
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		<title>Conversation with a Two Year Old</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 22:43:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I can&#8217;t sit with my super big poop.&#8221;
&#8220;Holy Moly, that IS a super big poop, baby&#8221;
&#8220;Can you eat it?&#8221;
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		<title>Wherever you Go, There you Are</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Friday I dropped my iPhone into Scarlett's kiddie pool.  Such a dull and predictable end to this, the last vestige of my New York cool. ]]></description>
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		<title>Tired</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:01:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night I dreamed I was tired.
We were at the beach, everyone was scuba diving, shopping, and beachcombing, and I couldn&#8217;t get myself up out of my hotel bed to look for my sandals.
6 month pregnant, I&#8217;m still trying to unpack this house whenever Scarlett is asleep.
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		<title>Sprung</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 02:26:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I feel like an old couch.  Lumpy, threadbare, and sprung.
In the beginning, it seemed natural to be a bit of a mess.  My body was wonked out by pregnancy and chidbirth, I hadn&#8217;t put two hours of sleep together since leaving the hospital, and I was home alone all day with this tiny, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>BS</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 03:03:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday was the first summery day of 2007, so William and I took Scarlett and Sophie to the park.  
William was holding the baby while I was fiddling with the stroller.  When I looked up, Scarlett was cute as a button riding on Uncle William&#8217;s shoulders.
I froze.
&#8220;Don&#8217;t ever let Kris see you doing [...]]]></description>
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