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		<title>Talent</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 17:41:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kristie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, on my birthday, I was lying on the floor next to my beautiful baby girl. She rolled over to me, stuck her little rear straight up, and suddenly giggled. PFFFFTTTT. &#8220;You did NOT just toot on Mommy!&#8221; (hysterical giggles) &#8220;I did!&#8221; &#8220;Get away from me!&#8221; I cried, rolling her away as the stench assailed [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday, on my birthday, I was lying on the floor next to my beautiful baby girl. She rolled over to me, stuck her little rear straight up, and suddenly giggled.</p>
<p>PFFFFTTTT.</p>
<p>&#8220;You did NOT just toot on Mommy!&#8221;</p>
<p>(hysterical giggles) &#8220;I did!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Get away from me!&#8221; I cried, rolling her away as the stench assailed my senses. &#8220;UGH!&#8221; We played the rolling game for a moment, her rolling closer, me rolling her away, until she rolled close again with her sweet baby voice&#8230; &#8220;Mommy, I won&#8217;t do it again, I promise.&#8221;</p>
<p>I kissed her forehead as she wiggled closer, until somehow she had managed to but her fanny back in my face.</p>
<p>PFFFFFTTTTT. (hysterical giggles again)</p>
<p>Happy birthday to me.</p>
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