<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.comments</id><updated>2012-05-24T15:15:53.837-04:00</updated><category term='Mom blog'/><category term='Head-up-the-ass parenting'/><category term='Gracie blog'/><category term='Mom and Dad blog'/><category term='Roommate blog'/><category term='All sorts of craziness'/><category term='Other Craziness'/><category term='classic'/><category term='Travel notes'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>My, you have really put on weight!</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/feeds/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/comments/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818414019805212840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>389</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-6323937996392293419</id><published>2012-05-24T15:15:53.837-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-24T15:15:53.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I&amp;#39;d be curious for you to do a post on why you...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;d be curious for you to do a post on why you&amp;#39;d prefer the low-tech schools. We live high-tech lifestyles and our daughter is in a no-tech pre-school. But I wouldn&amp;#39;t want to send her to a no-tech high school. I&amp;#39;d worry about her being competitive in future job markets. Also, I&amp;#39;m a little concerned that most of the famous grads they listed from the no-tech school are in the arts, which can become a huge trap if you find it&amp;#39;s not for you or that you&amp;#39;re not whatever enough to make a living at it. Then what are your alternatives? One thing I love about knowing technology is that it gave me options from early on. I make my living as an artist, but I got paid more at my Smith work-study job because I was able to land a cushy job in the computer lab -- thanks to computer science classes I had taken during the summer in high school. It&amp;#39;s much easier to make the transition from techie to artist than vice versa. And even in the arts, those people who can&amp;#39;t intuitively handle tech drive you crazy. I&amp;#39;m trying hard to figure out how going to a no-tech high school doesn&amp;#39;t put its students at a disadvantage and I&amp;#39;m having a hard time reconciling it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/8632719807895557668/comments/default/6323937996392293419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/8632719807895557668/comments/default/6323937996392293419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/sunday-roundup.html?showComment=1337886953837#c6323937996392293419' title=''/><author><name>Ernessa T. Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17765310225042942524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv6epP2pN3s/T0XHLAYy9sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nJ8kMxd_2ZE/s220/etc_headshot_32_candles_2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/sunday-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-8632719807895557668' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/8632719807895557668' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-232437596'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='May 24, 2012 3:15:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-2584752520658054186</id><published>2012-05-18T17:42:39.874-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-18T17:42:39.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my advice, ignore the advice, stop reading the adv...</title><content type='html'>my advice, ignore the advice, stop reading the advice, be yourself and when the right person comes along being yourself will be perfect.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/5486260822438764162/comments/default/2584752520658054186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/5486260822438764162/comments/default/2584752520658054186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/dating-advice-that-makes-my-head-want.html?showComment=1337377359874#c2584752520658054186' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/dating-advice-that-makes-my-head-want.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-5486260822438764162' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/5486260822438764162' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='May 18, 2012 5:42:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-6365644393446695358</id><published>2012-05-09T19:16:27.727-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-09T19:16:27.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we cook one meal for most meals and you either eat...</title><content type='html'>we cook one meal for most meals and you either eat it or you don&amp;#39;t. no such thing as kid food in our house, just food. sometimes when i know i&amp;#39;m making something that my youngest absolutely won&amp;#39;t touch, i&amp;#39;ll give him leftover pasta or that sort of thing. there&amp;#39;s absolutely no convincing him to eat something he&amp;#39;s not interested in or i guess even scared of; we were told this is sort of a natural psychological thing for many food allergy kids. it drives me crazy that he is so picky on top of his allergies but we were told this is very normal so anytime he adds a new food, it&amp;#39;s really awesome!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/574807799785426613/comments/default/6365644393446695358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/574807799785426613/comments/default/6365644393446695358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/tuesday-evening-roundup.html?showComment=1336605387727#c6365644393446695358' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/tuesday-evening-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-574807799785426613' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/574807799785426613' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='May 9, 2012 7:16:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-929057063946575183</id><published>2012-05-07T13:37:53.526-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-07T13:37:53.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first big ex didn&amp;#39;t like many of the same T...</title><content type='html'>My first big ex didn&amp;#39;t like many of the same TV programs I liked, and it seemed like such a little thing in the beginning, but eventually it became one of the many things we didn&amp;#39;t have in common. I always joke that I knew my husband was the one when I gave him a hard time about not having seen the latest incarnation of BATTLESTAR GALATICA and he immediately set about watching it. I also find that it helps that we have about the same amount of energy for various things. Like neither of us are about hiking on the weekends, but we both love to travel and not hit historic monuments but more &amp;quot;hang out&amp;quot; in the place we&amp;#39;re visiting. The little stuff becomes the big stuff as the relationship gets older, and I&amp;#39;ve found the big stuff became smaller and smaller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I&amp;#39;m very grateful to all the guys I dated before him, because like how do you know what you want in a relationship until you know what you don&amp;#39;t want? Break-ups can be harsh, but relationships -- especially the ones that didn&amp;#39;t go on too long -- are lessons learned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did a great job with this one and I love your conclusions. Respect.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4540899123132805393/comments/default/929057063946575183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4540899123132805393/comments/default/929057063946575183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/reflections.html?showComment=1336412273526#c929057063946575183' title=''/><author><name>Ernessa T. Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17765310225042942524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv6epP2pN3s/T0XHLAYy9sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nJ8kMxd_2ZE/s220/etc_headshot_32_candles_2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/reflections.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-4540899123132805393' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/4540899123132805393' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-232437596'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='May 7, 2012 1:37:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-3523265531266133024</id><published>2012-05-05T21:18:54.958-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-05T21:18:54.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this will sound cliche but i really think when you...</title><content type='html'>this will sound cliche but i really think when you find the right person it&amp;#39;s easy and there&amp;#39;s not a lot of compromise. i had a few friends, actually guys, who gave me a hard time when dh and i first started dating, they thought we were &amp;quot;moving too fast.&amp;quot; but it was pretty easy to tell from the start that i lucked out and found the right person. my close lifelong friends and brother could tell it was a good match from early on too. we had a few significant life decisions to make early on since dh was in the navy but we knew where the relationship was going so it was more of choosing how our life together would be than compromising parts of who we were.  i&amp;#39;m glad you&amp;#39;re doing ok!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4540899123132805393/comments/default/3523265531266133024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4540899123132805393/comments/default/3523265531266133024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/reflections.html?showComment=1336267134958#c3523265531266133024' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/05/reflections.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-4540899123132805393' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/4540899123132805393' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='May 5, 2012 9:18:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-234032087222578472</id><published>2012-04-20T09:26:31.328-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-20T09:26:31.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The roles in a relationship are interesting, espec...</title><content type='html'>The roles in a relationship are interesting, especially as they go on over time. My roles expanded when we have kids, I am the planner/secretary/treasurer for the family but I like that because I want to be the one coordinating everything. I&amp;#39;m one of those who likes control on some things so it&amp;#39;s nice that I get to do all these things, though it can get to be a bit much. We plan vacations together but I do all of the actual calling/sending money.  My brother sounds a little more like your F. He finally booked his flight for vacation and ended up having to take a later flight because the prices on the earlier flight went up so now we have to adjust our schedule the first day. I wasn&amp;#39;t thrilled but also know he&amp;#39;s on a limited budget and we&amp;#39;re excited to have him on vacation with us, so in true more laid back than me fashion, husband said, oh, that&amp;#39;s no problem, we&amp;#39;ll pick up dinner for all of us in Portland when I get him (maine).  This actually allows us to try a new restaurant without having the kids there since I&amp;#39;ll be at the &amp;quot;house&amp;quot; with them, so it&amp;#39;s all good in the end.  Glad husband is more laid back than me on these things.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1566831574796489510/comments/default/234032087222578472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1566831574796489510/comments/default/234032087222578472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/04/not-becoming-my-mother-apologies-to.html?showComment=1334928391328#c234032087222578472' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/04/not-becoming-my-mother-apologies-to.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-1566831574796489510' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/1566831574796489510' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='April 20, 2012 9:26:00 AM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-8241155911565923334</id><published>2012-04-16T10:30:08.088-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-16T10:30:08.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know her! We went to the same high school and sh...</title><content type='html'>I know her! We went to the same high school and she was in my brothers grade.  She also worked at the same summer camp and was my junior couselor one summer. I keep meaning to bug my brother to ask her out on a date, he&amp;#39;ll kill me for this comment if 1. she is also friends with you and reads this and 2. you are friends with her and relay this message, but hey, I&amp;#39;ve got an amazing matchmaking record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babyfood cereal is nasty! I remember trying to feed it to my oldest and wondering why he wouldn&amp;#39;t eat it, then I tried it and gave him green beans instead. Success! Had the youngest try it just to be sure he wasn&amp;#39;t allergic, but he wouldn&amp;#39;t eat it either, so he started with veggies as well.  Thanks goodness for apples and sweet potatoes for him! I wish I had better eating habits growing up, I&amp;#39;m hoping to teach my kids how to eat better so they don&amp;#39;t run into weight issues like we have.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4552366124473560407/comments/default/8241155911565923334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4552366124473560407/comments/default/8241155911565923334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/04/very-quick-monday-morning-roundup.html?showComment=1334586608088#c8241155911565923334' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/04/very-quick-monday-morning-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-4552366124473560407' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/4552366124473560407' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='April 16, 2012 10:30:00 AM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-432677573765655059</id><published>2012-04-09T08:11:13.103-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T08:11:13.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so the kid stepped out in front of you and the par...</title><content type='html'>so the kid stepped out in front of you and the parents said please don&amp;#39;t run them over? that&amp;#39;s insane. i would have grabbed by kid back and apologize. the other day i had to slam on my breaks while driving in a parkig lot when a child bolted out of a store and into the road in front of me. the mom and probably grandma gave me lots of waves and thanks and were clearly taking to the child about what they had just done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always try to be aware of my potential for head up the a$$ travelling, sorry you ran into people like that</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1808016295768179277/comments/default/432677573765655059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1808016295768179277/comments/default/432677573765655059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/04/weekend-craziness.html?showComment=1333973473103#c432677573765655059' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/04/weekend-craziness.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-1808016295768179277' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/1808016295768179277' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='April 9, 2012 8:11:00 AM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-5144954462676967769</id><published>2012-03-28T18:08:49.214-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-28T18:08:49.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That&amp;#39;s so funny that you should say that, beca...</title><content type='html'>That&amp;#39;s so funny that you should say that, because we ended up have a really fantastic champagne while we were there, assumed it was a California at the price, and were told it was local. We also had some great wine. Sadly, I was too busy enjoying it to note the name(s). :(</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4941095685544273578/comments/default/5144954462676967769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4941095685544273578/comments/default/5144954462676967769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/03/response-to-comment.html?showComment=1332972529214#c5144954462676967769' title=''/><author><name>Ernessa T. Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17765310225042942524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv6epP2pN3s/T0XHLAYy9sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nJ8kMxd_2ZE/s220/etc_headshot_32_candles_2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/03/response-to-comment.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-4941095685544273578' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/4941095685544273578' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-232437596'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='March 28, 2012 6:08:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-5907312241526421016</id><published>2012-03-26T22:01:26.109-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-26T22:01:26.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>one of our friends had an easter egg hunt at their...</title><content type='html'>one of our friends had an easter egg hunt at their house last year and invited us and some other families in the neighborhood.  she instructed us to only take one golden egg per kid.  the boys each found one and i was just blown away to see one mom seek out as many of them as possible for her daughters.  the golden eggs each had a dollar in them.  this same mom didn&amp;#39;t get the hint that when the hunt was over it was time to go home so our host could have a nice family dinner with her boys and grandchildren that were all in town at the same time.  maybe not helicopter parenting but one of the most competitive for no reason parents i continue to encounter and wish to avoid.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/9001021467971395483/comments/default/5907312241526421016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/9001021467971395483/comments/default/5907312241526421016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/03/monday-evening-roundup_26.html?showComment=1332813686109#c5907312241526421016' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/03/monday-evening-roundup_26.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-9001021467971395483' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/9001021467971395483' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='March 26, 2012 10:01:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-8441226009854456096</id><published>2012-03-26T18:06:53.084-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-26T18:06:53.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband does the same thing. You have to look a...</title><content type='html'>My husband does the same thing. You have to look at it from their POV. Usually you&amp;#39;re talking. When you stop, it&amp;#39;s strange. What&amp;#39;s really interesting is that he&amp;#39;s sort of right to worry. Even after seven years, If I&amp;#39;m quiet when we&amp;#39;re together, it&amp;#39;s either because I&amp;#39;m a) working out a knotty story issue or b) fretting about something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s usually the latter. And what&amp;#39;s funny is that he seems to get that I need to talk to him about whatever has me so quiet before I do. But at first it was a little strange to be asked, b/c it had never come up with past BFs.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/3618253262703435589/comments/default/8441226009854456096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/3618253262703435589/comments/default/8441226009854456096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/03/conversations.html?showComment=1332799613084#c8441226009854456096' title=''/><author><name>Ernessa T. Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17765310225042942524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv6epP2pN3s/T0XHLAYy9sI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nJ8kMxd_2ZE/s220/etc_headshot_32_candles_2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/03/conversations.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-3618253262703435589' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/3618253262703435589' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-232437596'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='March 26, 2012 6:06:00 PM EDT'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-2039349574463524841</id><published>2012-02-28T22:10:01.681-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T22:10:01.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And regarding the first link - that&amp;#39;s just atr...</title><content type='html'>And regarding the first link - that&amp;#39;s just atrocious and that priest need to be schooled uncommon human decency.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1488517738752573467/comments/default/2039349574463524841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1488517738752573467/comments/default/2039349574463524841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-evening-roundup_28.html?showComment=1330485001681#c2039349574463524841' title=''/><link rel='related' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1488517738752573467/comments/default/3115109078389537778'/><author><name>Purvi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13760833922591382166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoS0MRxm3dM/StKIDVHMsDI/AAAAAAAAMMs/kfLN8Lf65so/S220/mug3.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-evening-roundup_28.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-1488517738752573467' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/1488517738752573467' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-532580263'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='February 28, 2012 10:10:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-3115109078389537778</id><published>2012-02-28T22:08:17.956-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T22:08:17.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I agree with the post that you shouldn&amp;#39;t subje...</title><content type='html'>I agree with the post that you shouldn&amp;#39;t subject others to the screaming, no matter what kind of lesson you are trying to teach. The right thing is to take them out of the situation. Yes, it is not always the most convenient, but no one has children because they want their life to be convenient.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1488517738752573467/comments/default/3115109078389537778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1488517738752573467/comments/default/3115109078389537778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-evening-roundup_28.html?showComment=1330484897956#c3115109078389537778' title=''/><author><name>Purvi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13760833922591382166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoS0MRxm3dM/StKIDVHMsDI/AAAAAAAAMMs/kfLN8Lf65so/S220/mug3.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-evening-roundup_28.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-1488517738752573467' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/1488517738752573467' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-532580263'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='February 28, 2012 10:08:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-2114291916387933820</id><published>2012-02-14T20:30:57.239-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T20:30:57.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I will argue that most children will refuse food w...</title><content type='html'>I will argue that most children will refuse food when they&amp;#39;re not hungry or don&amp;#39;t like it. So I can bring that spoon to my kids face all I want, but at least my kids won&amp;#39;t eat it if they&amp;#39;re full or not hungry.  We work hard at not untraining what I like to refer to as the &amp;quot;full-meter,&amp;quot; when the kids recognize they&amp;#39;re full, we never make them eat past it.  My oldest can pack in the food, but he will stop when he&amp;#39;s full, makes it easy to tell when he&amp;#39;s having growth spurts.  He was spoon fed.  Not as long as my youngest who was spoon fed way longer than I would have liked, but he&amp;#39;s got other food issues.  I would love to still be able to spoon feed him to move him towards a more normal diet, less liquid more solid.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4711149428846948000/comments/default/2114291916387933820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/4711149428846948000/comments/default/2114291916387933820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-evening-roundup-and-response-to.html?showComment=1329269457239#c2114291916387933820' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/monday-evening-roundup-and-response-to.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-4711149428846948000' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/4711149428846948000' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='February 14, 2012 8:30:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-5241026950018692059</id><published>2012-02-12T20:14:22.824-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T20:14:22.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don&amp;#39;t buy the spoon feeding article.  There ...</title><content type='html'>I don&amp;#39;t buy the spoon feeding article.  There are so many other factors to whether or not a person/child eats well, stops when they&amp;#39;re full, etc beyond spoon feeding.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1666000084857164158/comments/default/5241026950018692059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1666000084857164158/comments/default/5241026950018692059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/anti-valentines-day-roundup.html?showComment=1329095662824#c5241026950018692059' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/02/anti-valentines-day-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-1666000084857164158' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/1666000084857164158' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='February 12, 2012 8:14:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-1240930946882081933</id><published>2012-02-01T19:39:01.229-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T19:39:01.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks! That decisions one turned out to be strang...</title><content type='html'>Thanks! That decisions one turned out to be strangely popular. I&amp;#39;m always surprised by what resonates and what doesn&amp;#39;t.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/7049761911128842774/comments/default/1240930946882081933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/7049761911128842774/comments/default/1240930946882081933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-morning-roundup.html?showComment=1328143141229#c1240930946882081933' title=''/><author><name>Ernessa T. Carter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17765310225042942524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6d-cy2iXkM/S_sDcqDDoCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Wtp6L4yP6w/S220/32candlesjune22.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-morning-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-7049761911128842774' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/7049761911128842774' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-232437596'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='February 1, 2012 7:39:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-6892394513230684068</id><published>2012-01-20T20:58:21.861-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T20:58:21.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>they&amp;#39;re building a lot of new retail space out...</title><content type='html'>they&amp;#39;re building a lot of new retail space outside of work so new restaurants have come to town. we were going out with friend and wanted to try the new seafood place.  i checked yelp and posted on jbay and the reviews were bad from all sorts of vantage points. we avoided and decided that if we were going to try it it would be at lunch when it was less expensive and not taking up a night out away from kids. i agree with your analysis though.  have to say, the new indian restaurant in town is awesome 1st or 2nd best I&amp;#39;ve ever been to! i probably trust word of mouth more than yelp but def check out those reviews when we have a rare night out and want to try somewhere new.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/3731148173750071124/comments/default/6892394513230684068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/3731148173750071124/comments/default/6892394513230684068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-reviews.html?showComment=1327111101861#c6892394513230684068' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-reviews.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-3731148173750071124' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/3731148173750071124' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='January 20, 2012 8:58:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-8842302726798869523</id><published>2012-01-04T22:19:44.268-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:19:44.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st wouldn&amp;#39;t nurse but second one did like ...</title><content type='html'>my 1st wouldn&amp;#39;t nurse but second one did like he was born for it. i never did NIP but only b/c my boobs are so large there was no discrete way to start/finish.  i did use lots of dressing rooms and my vehicle though. i liked the freedom of not needing to prep a bottle every time we&amp;#39;d got out and about.  either way though, both my kids got fed, so that&amp;#39;s a good thing!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/6337287097743829060/comments/default/8842302726798869523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/6337287097743829060/comments/default/8842302726798869523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-evening-roundup.html?showComment=1325733584268#c8842302726798869523' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2012/01/wednesday-evening-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-6337287097743829060' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/6337287097743829060' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='January 4, 2012 10:19:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-7588438571517324033</id><published>2011-12-28T20:11:33.385-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:11:33.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>throw her for a loop and tell her you&amp;#39;re fat o...</title><content type='html'>throw her for a loop and tell her you&amp;#39;re fat on love or some sort of nonsense and see what sort of reaction you get?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/5412315190032372034/comments/default/7588438571517324033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/5412315190032372034/comments/default/7588438571517324033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2011/12/wednesday-making-dinner.html?showComment=1325121093385#c7588438571517324033' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2011/12/wednesday-making-dinner.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-5412315190032372034' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/5412315190032372034' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='December 28, 2011 8:11:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-6790921073348566603</id><published>2011-12-27T18:44:54.425-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:44:54.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you know, after reading your blog for so many year...</title><content type='html'>you know, after reading your blog for so many years now, that&amp;#39;s exactly how i pictured your parents home to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the link you posted earlier with the story of the single moms on the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the idea of the pull string parent doll, it&amp;#39;s pretty brilliant actually</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/7292722654389025342/comments/default/6790921073348566603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/7292722654389025342/comments/default/6790921073348566603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-parents-on-phone.html?showComment=1325029494425#c6790921073348566603' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' 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places?&amp;quot; I say yes and I have definitely seen ads for things like a CHILDREN&amp;#39;S consignment sale where strollers are not allowed. Even though I am the mother of a small child I don&amp;#39;t think that I have the right to block other people with a stroller...but that&amp;#39;s part of why we are friends. (ps I think strollers should be banned, like bikes, from the metro at rush hour.)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/5513358736590182961/comments/default/8996888181776531524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/5513358736590182961/comments/default/8996888181776531524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2011/12/permafrost-is-in-danger-of-melting-with.html?showComment=1324645250170#c8996888181776531524' title=''/><author><name>Purvi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13760833922591382166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AoS0MRxm3dM/StKIDVHMsDI/AAAAAAAAMMs/kfLN8Lf65so/S220/mug3.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to 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work 5 or 10 minutes later than i&amp;#39;d like.  my boys sleep 11 -12 hours a night so i should be able to get what i need done during that time or while i&amp;#39;m at work.   i will say though, the lack of sleep in infancy was a huge factor in whether or not we would have a 2nd kid but we knew it would pass, eventually.  wonder if these moms in that article have someone helping them?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/8140120182145073290/comments/default/2374633849928960983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/8140120182145073290/comments/default/2374633849928960983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-morning-roundup.html?showComment=1320711438802#c2374633849928960983' title=''/><author><name>Tmomma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11616802451629921686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://clingingtomysanity.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-morning-roundup.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-8140120182145073290' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/posts/default/8140120182145073290' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-255385176'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.displayTime' value='November 7, 2011 7:17:00 PM EST'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6058822168021182048.post-858874258225682805</id><published>2011-10-29T20:23:12.486-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:23:12.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i like coldplay and i like chipotle.  i like that ...</title><content type='html'>i like coldplay and i like chipotle.  i like that i can go to chipotle and totally hold up the line because they&amp;#39;re allergy friendly enough to know change their gloves, and wipe down the are where they make the food and that they know all the ingredients in their food and that some are even good enough to ask what the allergies are to make sure nobody messes up.  coldplay sounds like u2 in many of their songs and i&amp;#39;m a huge u2 fan and happen to really enjoy listening to coldplay too.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6058822168021182048/1838738011272264621/comments/default/858874258225682805'/><link rel='self' 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