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	<title>Comments on: Prints</title>
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		<title>By: Christina Baita</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28167</link>
		<dc:creator>Christina Baita</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 00:28:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is a beautiful post and even though, after the fact you think, &quot;why didn&#039;t I&quot;, it&#039;a a very sticky situation. 
I live downtown in Cincinnati. At the &quot;daddy home park&quot;, as my son calls it, I am every child&#039;s mother. Heck, sometimes I feel like the adult&#039;s mother too. 
Unfortunately, human nature is too quick to judge and condemn just like a bully. And, why are bullies the way they are? 
Now you have a wonderful story to share and to remind yourself of if you should ever be in the same situation. It happens and it&#039;s not your fault.
Thank you for sharing this experience.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a beautiful post and even though, after the fact you think, &#8220;why didn&#8217;t I&#8221;, it&#8217;a a very sticky situation.<br />
I live downtown in Cincinnati. At the &#8220;daddy home park&#8221;, as my son calls it, I am every child&#8217;s mother. Heck, sometimes I feel like the adult&#8217;s mother too.<br />
Unfortunately, human nature is too quick to judge and condemn just like a bully. And, why are bullies the way they are?<br />
Now you have a wonderful story to share and to remind yourself of if you should ever be in the same situation. It happens and it&#8217;s not your fault.<br />
Thank you for sharing this experience.</p>
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		<title>By: Hillary @ The Other Mama</title>
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		<dc:creator>Hillary @ The Other Mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 03:29:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t tell you how many times I&#039;ve thought the exact same thoughts: &quot;Is this the stray that breaks the therapist&#039;s bill?&quot; or something like that. 
we are going to make it. you are going to make it. No therapy bill will tame us. 
And I have always kept that line from Pretty Woman tucked away nicely from the bath scene: &quot;I was angry with my dad. It took me $10k in therapy bills to say that. I was angry with my father.&quot;
let&#039;s just hope the bills don&#039;t get that high. I think a little visit to Dr. Phil would be cheaper.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t tell you how many times I&#8217;ve thought the exact same thoughts: &#8220;Is this the stray that breaks the therapist&#8217;s bill?&#8221; or something like that.<br />
we are going to make it. you are going to make it. No therapy bill will tame us.<br />
And I have always kept that line from Pretty Woman tucked away nicely from the bath scene: &#8220;I was angry with my dad. It took me $10k in therapy bills to say that. I was angry with my father.&#8221;<br />
let&#8217;s just hope the bills don&#8217;t get that high. I think a little visit to Dr. Phil would be cheaper.</p>
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		<title>By: Maria</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28117</link>
		<dc:creator>Maria</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 01:25:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Pretty cool post. I just came across your blog and wanted to say 
that I have really liked reading your posts. Anyway 
I&#039;ll be subscribing to your feed and I hope you write again soon!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Pretty cool post. I just came across your blog and wanted to say<br />
that I have really liked reading your posts. Anyway<br />
I&#8217;ll be subscribing to your feed and I hope you write again soon!</p>
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		<title>By: mpotter</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28116</link>
		<dc:creator>mpotter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:12:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>wow.

so even an &quot;experienced&quot; mom of 2 feels the way i feel, but of course you say it in such a way we&#039;re left with saying &quot;wow&quot;.

these are the types of things i have feared since before deciding to have our littlebean.  at almost a year old, i marvel at how much i haven&#039;t learned!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>wow.</p>
<p>so even an &#8220;experienced&#8221; mom of 2 feels the way i feel, but of course you say it in such a way we&#8217;re left with saying &#8220;wow&#8221;.</p>
<p>these are the types of things i have feared since before deciding to have our littlebean.  at almost a year old, i marvel at how much i haven&#8217;t learned!</p>
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		<title>By: Amo</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28115</link>
		<dc:creator>Amo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:06:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The memories we try to create aren&#039;t always the one&#039;s they remember anyway. I strive for more good days than bad ones. The constantly shock me by telling their father what a WONDERFUL day they&#039;ve had when I felt like I had really screwed it up...
.-= Amo&#180;s last blog ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://outdoordogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-where-oh-where-has-our-amo-gone.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Oh where, oh where has our Amo gone?&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The memories we try to create aren&#8217;t always the one&#8217;s they remember anyway. I strive for more good days than bad ones. The constantly shock me by telling their father what a WONDERFUL day they&#8217;ve had when I felt like I had really screwed it up&#8230;<br />
.-= Amo&#180;s last blog ..<a href="http://outdoordogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-where-oh-where-has-our-amo-gone.html">Oh where, oh where has our Amo gone?</a> =-.</p>
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		<title>By: Auburn Gal Always (Keri)</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28114</link>
		<dc:creator>Auburn Gal Always (Keri)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 12:38:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You captured my own insecurities and worries.

Sissy and I are so much alike, that it causes friction.  Naturally.  Two weeks ago, she decided to run away.  Wrote a note.  Packed a bag with Very Important Things, which I missed getting to browse.

We sat down and discussed how she doesn&#039;t have to LIKE me.  How I don&#039;t have to like the things she doess.  How she is stuck with me until she is 45 and goes on her first date.  How she can talk to me about anything.

Why is this happening now, at 8?

Lucky?  Oh, he&#039;s great.  Except for the tantrums and the NOT potty-training and the refusal to surrender the papi.

Mommy needs a break and a stiff drink.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You captured my own insecurities and worries.</p>
<p>Sissy and I are so much alike, that it causes friction.  Naturally.  Two weeks ago, she decided to run away.  Wrote a note.  Packed a bag with Very Important Things, which I missed getting to browse.</p>
<p>We sat down and discussed how she doesn&#8217;t have to LIKE me.  How I don&#8217;t have to like the things she doess.  How she is stuck with me until she is 45 and goes on her first date.  How she can talk to me about anything.</p>
<p>Why is this happening now, at 8?</p>
<p>Lucky?  Oh, he&#8217;s great.  Except for the tantrums and the NOT potty-training and the refusal to surrender the papi.</p>
<p>Mommy needs a break and a stiff drink.</p>
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		<title>By: Shannanb aka Mommy Bits</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28113</link>
		<dc:creator>Shannanb aka Mommy Bits</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 10:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Its like you are speaking for so many of us!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Its like you are speaking for so many of us!</p>
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		<title>By: WM</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28111</link>
		<dc:creator>WM</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 21:50:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sounds to me like you&#039;re doin&#039; just fine to me;) 

None of us are perfect</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sounds to me like you&#8217;re doin&#8217; just fine to me;) </p>
<p>None of us are perfect</p>
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		<title>By: Sus at wigglerooms</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28110</link>
		<dc:creator>Sus at wigglerooms</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 19:51:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love the image of dancing finger-prints.  

Hello, friend, and keep doin&#039; what you&#039;re doing.  We are only human, we parents.  Right?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the image of dancing finger-prints.  </p>
<p>Hello, friend, and keep doin&#8217; what you&#8217;re doing.  We are only human, we parents.  Right?</p>
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		<title>By: brittany</title>
		<link>http://playgroupsarenoplaceforchildren.com/2009/06/18/prints/comment-page-2/#comment-28109</link>
		<dc:creator>brittany</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 18:09:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I worry about this all the time. At the end of the day, when I kids are in bed, I cry next to my husband about the limits I felt I was pushed to, about frusteration I felt, and the yelling I did, and I hate it.  

I just know exactly how you feel.
.-= brittany&#180;s last blog ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://barefootfoodie.com/?p=799&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Daddy&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I worry about this all the time. At the end of the day, when I kids are in bed, I cry next to my husband about the limits I felt I was pushed to, about frusteration I felt, and the yelling I did, and I hate it.  </p>
<p>I just know exactly how you feel.<br />
.-= brittany&#180;s last blog ..<a href="http://barefootfoodie.com/?p=799">Daddy</a> =-.</p>
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