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		<title>I Have No Idea what You Did Last Summer</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;because it all blew by with almost no posting about it.
I wander through every summer saying, &#8220;isn&#8217;t summer break supposed to be relaxing?!&#8221; But this year, this time I mean it. As much as I could have used a little more down time, I am secure in the knowledge that we wrung as much out [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Botherly Love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is a rumble and a loud THUMP in the hallway, followed by the Princess yelling, &#8220;Hey!&#8221; 
&#8220;Bear! Get upstairs! Now!&#8221;
When I get him alone, I give him a good talking to. &#8220;You have got to stop attacking your sister! Be nice!&#8221;
&#8220;But I missed her!&#8221;
&#8220;That is really sweet, Bear, but next time if you miss [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=1007</link>
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		<title>Me and Bill</title>
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I had forgotten how much I love Shakespeare. In the day-to-day hurry of things, I lose track. A gigantic pile of laundry doesn&#8217;t whisper to me in iamb. (Although it is, technically speaking, a tragedy.)
Then came my newest adventure in college, a survey of Shakespeare&#8217;s plays, and I have fallen in love again. Oh, how [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=997</link>
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		<title>Conventional</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For the second year in a row, we went to the Washington Homeschool Organization convention. We leave at o&#8217;dark hundred Friday morning to drive the three hours to get there and then have a blowout time until we drop.
This year I went with a list, which helped my keep my head, at least for most of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=987</link>
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		<title>Duly Noted</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Tuesday night the Bigs took part in the spring piano recital &#8211; the first with their new teacher.

What I notice as I watch and listen:

Oh, my goodness, those are some very purple socks.
I love that their instructor insists that everything is adjusted to the size of the kid. It reminds me a bit of Stella from [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Awards Season</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ Not the Oscars or BAFTA or United Stinky Cheese Awards&#8230;AWANA awards night. Well, nights, since Sparks and T&#38;T have their ceremonies on separate evenings. Which means two post-awards trips to Dairy Queen. Woohoo!

The Bear and his book two ribbon. See the look on his face? Typical. The kind of look that says, &#8220;Yeah&#8230;if you knew [...]]]></description>
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		<title>7</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was shocked &#8211; shocked! &#8211; when the ultrasound tech said the words, &#8220;No doubt about it, that&#8217;s a boy.&#8221; I was supposed to be a girl mama. Mr. MG reassured me, and reminded me that in any classroom, it was the little boys that I gravitated toward. As usual, he was right; having a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=964</link>
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		<title>Game On!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Tonight is the Bear&#8217;s first little league game. As you might expect I will be at home, nursing a sick child back to health. But I got to help him dress and pack for it. He vibrated with happiness.
&#8220;Now I really look like a super hero, Mama.&#8221;  Which is about as American as it gets, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=960</link>
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		<title>In Transition</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Every four years or so, Mr. MG is up for orders. The navy is kind enough to give us a window of opportunity to choose from what&#8217;s available, but it&#8217;s a bit like &#8220;Let&#8217;s Make a Deal.&#8221; The new billets come out once a month, and you get three months to make a decision before [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=958</link>
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		<title>Taking Note</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last Thursday was the final recital with Mrs. J (the Princess&#8217; teacher for five years, and the Bear&#8217;s for two), one that we had been looking forward to for weeks. Months, really, since there wasn&#8217;t a Christmas recital this year. (I was also dreading it quite a bit. With my penchant for getting drippy, I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://stillodd.com/?p=950</link>
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