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	<link>http://www.pattiaro.com</link>
	<description>I don't know what to make of it either.</description>
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		<title>Living in Zombieland</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I realized this morning that raising small children is just like being in a zombie movie.  They pursue you relentlessly all day and all night, and if you think you&#8217;ve given them the slip, it&#8217;s only because they&#8217;ve smuggled their breakfast into the living room so they could mash it into the carpet.
Instead of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/11/16/living-in-zombieland/</link>
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		<title>It&#8217;s Never too Early to be Thankful</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Today, I feel like a ninja. ]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/10/04/its-never-too-early-to-be-thankful/</link>
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		<title>Huff and Bluster</title>
		<description><![CDATA[the thing that makes me feel hopeless, is that so many people are falling for it.]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/08/17/huff-and-bluster/</link>
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		<title>Michael Jackson&#8217;s Mother</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why is there no secret parent handshake?]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/04/30/michael-jacksons-mother/</link>
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		<title>Handful of Needs</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Have fun at work, babe.&#8221;
The door closes with a hollow sound.  I linger there, allowing myself a moment of despair.  Then I straighten my back, lock the door, and put on my game face.
Snatching a banana on my way through the kitchen, I find Scarlett on the couch in the living room.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/04/12/handful-of-needs/</link>
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		<title>A Has-Been?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I miss my mind.]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/03/28/a-has-been/</link>
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		<title>Conversation with a Two Year Old</title>
		<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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		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2009/02/13/conversation-with-a-two-year-old/</link>
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		<title>On My Tombstone</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I love my kids.  It&#8217;s being a parent that killed me.
~Patti Aro
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		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2008/12/21/on-my-tombstone/</link>
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		<title>peanut butter and jelly</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The kids were in bed at 8:30, and by 9:00 I have walked the dog, tidied the kitchen, and showered.  No matter how deeply deprived I am of sleep, to pass an entire day without doing one thing for myself seems like a colossal failure. 
And so I paused on my way to bed [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2008/11/30/peanut-butter-and-jelly/</link>
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		<title>Faith</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On Tuesday, I regained my lost faith in America.]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pattiaro.com/2008/11/07/faith/</link>
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