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	<title>Comments on: confessions and costumes</title>
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	<description>i will NOT scribble on the children</description>
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		<title>By: Little Monkies</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2008/10/31/the-samhain-confessional/comment-page-1/#comment-179293</link>
		<dc:creator>Little Monkies</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 00:59:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>gorgeous story about your gran.  reminds me of OTJ and her special smiles with a woman that meant so much to her.  i had my own with my gran as well.  thank you for the memories.  what love.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>gorgeous story about your gran.  reminds me of OTJ and her special smiles with a woman that meant so much to her.  i had my own with my gran as well.  thank you for the memories.  what love.</p>
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		<title>By: Sock Girl</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2008/10/31/the-samhain-confessional/comment-page-1/#comment-179121</link>
		<dc:creator>Sock Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 18:16:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You know, I don&#039;t think I can come up with a better use of a grandmother&#039;s braid than to make such a poignant memory for a granddaughter.  

And I say that little elephant is cute enough to do again and again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know, I don&#8217;t think I can come up with a better use of a grandmother&#8217;s braid than to make such a poignant memory for a granddaughter.  </p>
<p>And I say that little elephant is cute enough to do again and again.</p>
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		<title>By: ms. changes pants while driving</title>
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		<dc:creator>ms. changes pants while driving</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 01:37:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>beautiful story.  your grandmother gave that gift to you.  it was her gift to give.  i think she would feel bad if she knew you felt guilty about taking it apart.  she gave that gift to you, and your joy was her thanks, her gift in return.  don&#039;t feel guilty.

putting a kid in the same outfit for two years in a row?  big guilt there ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>beautiful story.  your grandmother gave that gift to you.  it was her gift to give.  i think she would feel bad if she knew you felt guilty about taking it apart.  she gave that gift to you, and your joy was her thanks, her gift in return.  don&#8217;t feel guilty.</p>
<p>putting a kid in the same outfit for two years in a row?  big guilt there ;)</p>
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		<title>By: crazymumma</title>
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		<dc:creator>crazymumma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 03:56:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You got to wear your grandmothers braid!? 

(mind reeling)

where is it now?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You got to wear your grandmothers braid!? </p>
<p>(mind reeling)</p>
<p>where is it now?</p>
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		<title>By: Amelie</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2008/10/31/the-samhain-confessional/comment-page-1/#comment-178217</link>
		<dc:creator>Amelie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 19:06:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is a brilliant story, Bon. Your grandmother was great.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is a brilliant story, Bon. Your grandmother was great.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandy</title>
		<link>http://cribchronicles.com/2008/10/31/the-samhain-confessional/comment-page-1/#comment-178179</link>
		<dc:creator>Sandy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 15:29:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Talk about mother guilt - I realized after tucking in my two sweet kids into bed on Halloween night that in the rush to get out the door - I FORGOT to take a picture of them! No photos from Halloween 2008. I briefly thought about getting them dressed up again the next day and faking it, but decided against it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Talk about mother guilt &#8211; I realized after tucking in my two sweet kids into bed on Halloween night that in the rush to get out the door &#8211; I FORGOT to take a picture of them! No photos from Halloween 2008. I briefly thought about getting them dressed up again the next day and faking it, but decided against it.</p>
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		<title>By: Rory</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rory</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 13:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am also that mother.  My little man went as a cute little horse for the second time in a row this year.  He was happy and didn&#039;t seem to care!
I loved the story of your grandmother&#039;s hair.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am also that mother.  My little man went as a cute little horse for the second time in a row this year.  He was happy and didn&#8217;t seem to care!<br />
I loved the story of your grandmother&#8217;s hair.</p>
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		<title>By: mamie</title>
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		<dc:creator>mamie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 06:54:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>the story of your grandma and her hair just about did me in. what an image, to see you walking around in the mind&#039;s eye. it is strange, i just spent a night recalling/recounting the time of my husband&#039;s younger life with his mama. the joy of this medium is the opportunity it gives us the freeze these moments, to revisit when/if the memory fails.

um, costume guilt. whatever. i dressed mine and called it a costume because i took the time to put grease in their hair. lazy blogger mama.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the story of your grandma and her hair just about did me in. what an image, to see you walking around in the mind&#8217;s eye. it is strange, i just spent a night recalling/recounting the time of my husband&#8217;s younger life with his mama. the joy of this medium is the opportunity it gives us the freeze these moments, to revisit when/if the memory fails.</p>
<p>um, costume guilt. whatever. i dressed mine and called it a costume because i took the time to put grease in their hair. lazy blogger mama.</p>
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		<title>By: Painted Maypole</title>
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		<dc:creator>Painted Maypole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 06:04:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>a SMART mother puts her kid in the same costume for two year, particularly if that&#039;s what he WANTS

let go of the guilt

;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a SMART mother puts her kid in the same costume for two year, particularly if that&#8217;s what he WANTS</p>
<p>let go of the guilt</p>
<p>;)</p>
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		<title>By: mimi</title>
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		<dc:creator>mimi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 01:44:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>weird weird weird, bon.  &#039;cause i went as boy george that year.  but i found a plastic porkpie hat with pink hair attached to it that i then tarted up with braids and bits of rag.  weird.

i love this story of your grandma.  i think she knew exactly what she was doing.  what a gift!  and who needs all that hair coiled up in a chest like a snake from the past when it can light up the halloween of a twelve year old who will remember it forever?  

(oscar is adorable:  you did what he wanted.  that&#039;s right)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>weird weird weird, bon.  &#8217;cause i went as boy george that year.  but i found a plastic porkpie hat with pink hair attached to it that i then tarted up with braids and bits of rag.  weird.</p>
<p>i love this story of your grandma.  i think she knew exactly what she was doing.  what a gift!  and who needs all that hair coiled up in a chest like a snake from the past when it can light up the halloween of a twelve year old who will remember it forever?  </p>
<p>(oscar is adorable:  you did what he wanted.  that&#8217;s right)</p>
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