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	<title>Parent Attack - The Blog</title>
	
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		<title>Mother’s Day</title>
		<link>http://www.parentattack.com/2008/05/10/mothers-day/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 10:28:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Wishing all the mother&#8217;s around the world a very special Mother&#8217;s Day!
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wishing all the mother&#8217;s around the world a very special Mother&#8217;s Day!</p>

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		<title>Life as a slinky</title>
		<link>http://www.parentattack.com/2008/02/09/life-as-a-slinky/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 01:36:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Every one has heard the slinky song I would presume, but for those few that may have not it goes like this. 

And here is some historical information on slinky in case anyone was curious.

So what does all this have to do with anything, you ask? Well if you were to view life and compare [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Every one has heard the slinky song I would presume, but for those few that may have not it goes like this. </p>
<p><a href="http://www.4physics.com/phy_demo/slinky/song.htm"></p>
<p>And here is some historical information on slinky in case anyone was curious.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.poof-slinky.com/commercials.asp"></p>
<p>So what does all this have to do with anything, you ask? Well if you were to view life and compare it to a slinky perhaps things would be better understandable.</p>
<p>Slinky&#8217;s are springs they stretch and and go back.<br />
They are flexible.<br />
Life and learning is all about a spiraling affect.<br />
Everyone loves a slinky.<br />
A slinky seems to fit in everywhere.<br />
And a slinky will always be around forever!</p>

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		<title>Blizzard</title>
		<link>http://www.parentattack.com/2008/02/06/blizzard/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 00:05:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[As much as I enjoy a cozy little snow storm, I can&#8217;t help but wonder&#8230;. is 20inches a little to much? Southeast Wisconsin gets slammed by a massive snow storm today. Schools were still open today, and the roads were treacherous on the way home. All my friends made it safely home, thank goodness. I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As much as I enjoy a cozy little snow storm, I can&#8217;t help but wonder&#8230;. is 20inches a little to much? Southeast Wisconsin gets slammed by a massive snow storm today. Schools were still open today, and the roads were treacherous on the way home. All my friends made it safely home, thank goodness. I hope this is it for big storms like this.</p>

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		<title>When it comes down……</title>
		<link>http://www.parentattack.com/2008/02/03/when-it-comes-down/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:02:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[When it comes right down to business, we are all competing for the same thing. One cannot travel life alone nor should one have to.  Rather two individuals are drawn together by some unseen force.  However that same force can be the same thing that pushes them farther apart if the right balance [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When it comes right down to business, we are all competing for the same thing. One cannot travel life alone nor should one have to.  Rather two individuals are drawn together by some unseen force.  However that same force can be the same thing that pushes them farther apart if the right balance is not maintained.</p>

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		<title>I Think Of You….</title>
		<link>http://www.parentattack.com/2008/02/03/i-think-of-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 12:56:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I think of you at bedtime,
In dreams that lie and wait.
I think of you in the morning,
With a smile upon my face.
I think of you in the afternoon,
And wonder when next we meet.
I think of you in the evening;
For at last the chance to see,
That you and I are meant to be,
Or be only in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>I think of you at bedtime,<br />
In dreams that lie and wait.</p>
<p>I think of you in the morning,<br />
With a smile upon my face.</p>
<p>I think of you in the afternoon,<br />
And wonder when next we meet.</p>
<p>I think of you in the evening;<br />
For at last the chance to see,<br />
That you and I are meant to be,<br />
Or be only in a sea of dreams.</strong></p>

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