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	<title>Comments on: Scary Grasshopper!</title>
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	<description>My Bag of Tricks about Family, Children, and Grief</description>
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		<title>By: My Alligator Purse &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Thelma and Louise/Lucy and Ethel</title>
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		<dc:creator>My Alligator Purse &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Thelma and Louise/Lucy and Ethel</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] In our parenthood our antics have become safer, sort of. Caskey still thinks we are crazy and he worries when we are off on one of our projects or adventures. But he knows we are both smart and where my knowledge ends, hers begins, and visa versa. We bought a twin size mattress for Lainy Ann when she was 18-months old. I was pregnant (and nesting) and couldn&#8217;t wait for Caskey to help, nor wanted to pay the $50 delivery fee. But we forgot rope. So we loaded it in her truck and drove *very* slowly home, normally a 10 minute drive took 30 minutes with me driving behind her. But we got it done. Then we went to Oregon for two weeks. But you can read about that two-week trip here and the grasshopper incident. Its clear we still haven&#8217;t grown out of the giggling stage. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] In our parenthood our antics have become safer, sort of. Caskey still thinks we are crazy and he worries when we are off on one of our projects or adventures. But he knows we are both smart and where my knowledge ends, hers begins, and visa versa. We bought a twin size mattress for Lainy Ann when she was 18-months old. I was pregnant (and nesting) and couldn&#8217;t wait for Caskey to help, nor wanted to pay the $50 delivery fee. But we forgot rope. So we loaded it in her truck and drove *very* slowly home, normally a 10 minute drive took 30 minutes with me driving behind her. But we got it done. Then we went to Oregon for two weeks. But you can read about that two-week trip here and the grasshopper incident. Its clear we still haven&#8217;t grown out of the giggling stage. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: My Alligator Purse &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Mom of boys</title>
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		<dc:creator>My Alligator Purse &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Mom of boys</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] But now that my second living son has been born, which brings my total of sons to 4, I have decided that I have to be more of a tomboy. If you see my other post about grasshoppers you will know that I hate bugs. So I have been very (not really) bravely killing spiders and other bug things. I hold in the squeals as I inch closer to the spiders (if my husband isn&#8217;t home). And then after I flush the offender down the toilet I hide in the bathroom so the kids won&#8217;t see me shudder. Did I mention I hate bugs?! YUCK! [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] But now that my second living son has been born, which brings my total of sons to 4, I have decided that I have to be more of a tomboy. If you see my other post about grasshoppers you will know that I hate bugs. So I have been very (not really) bravely killing spiders and other bug things. I hold in the squeals as I inch closer to the spiders (if my husband isn&#8217;t home). And then after I flush the offender down the toilet I hide in the bathroom so the kids won&#8217;t see me shudder. Did I mention I hate bugs?! YUCK! [...]</p>
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