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	<title>Comments on: Birthdays.</title>
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	<description>Sisters &#124; Life &#124; Three Kids</description>
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		<title>By: Shawna</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/08/birthdays/comment-page-1/#comment-461</link>
		<dc:creator>Shawna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 15:18:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yay Jamis!  and a very Happy Birthday to Auntie Jennie too!</description>
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		<title>By: naptimewriting</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/08/birthdays/comment-page-1/#comment-454</link>
		<dc:creator>naptimewriting</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 17:41:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Aw....really sweet story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aw&#8230;.really sweet story.</p>
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		<title>By: Melissa</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/08/birthdays/comment-page-1/#comment-451</link>
		<dc:creator>Melissa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 23:26:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happy day. Well done, Jamis. :)</description>
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		<title>By: ck</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/08/birthdays/comment-page-1/#comment-449</link>
		<dc:creator>ck</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 18:55:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You guys are so lucky to have each other. And your kids are super blessed to grow up in a family of love and laughter and forgiveness.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You guys are so lucky to have each other. And your kids are super blessed to grow up in a family of love and laughter and forgiveness.</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
		<link>http://momalom.com/2009/08/birthdays/comment-page-1/#comment-447</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 16:47:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So here I am. Surrounded by boys. Too loud. So messy. Constant chatter. In a McDonalds, no less. With construction workers and clerks all around us. But I know you posted. And I can&#039;t wait until I get back to the office and Dan retrieves the hooligans. So I read. 

And Now.

Tears are streaming down my face. Streaming. Jamis saved me, didn&#039;t he? He brought me back to my entire family. He was the medicine. He weened me from my independence. He changed my need for family. For love. For giving.

T-4:45 hrs to our sister date. I promise I won&#039;t cry tonite. But I might just give you a hug. So beware!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So here I am. Surrounded by boys. Too loud. So messy. Constant chatter. In a McDonalds, no less. With construction workers and clerks all around us. But I know you posted. And I can&#8217;t wait until I get back to the office and Dan retrieves the hooligans. So I read. </p>
<p>And Now.</p>
<p>Tears are streaming down my face. Streaming. Jamis saved me, didn&#8217;t he? He brought me back to my entire family. He was the medicine. He weened me from my independence. He changed my need for family. For love. For giving.</p>
<p>T-4:45 hrs to our sister date. I promise I won&#8217;t cry tonite. But I might just give you a hug. So beware!</p>
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