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        <title>Out of the Mouths of Babes</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/35621</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;We were at Rusty&#039;s Pizza Parlor today.&amp;nbsp; G was sitting next to her prince, B.&amp;nbsp; Here&#039;s what happened:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;G:&amp;nbsp; We&#039;re married.&amp;nbsp; We need to live together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;B:&amp;nbsp; Yeah, we&#039;re in true love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;G: I&#039;ll give you a married kiss.&amp;nbsp; (She takes B&#039;s face in her hand, &lt;em&gt;tilts her head&lt;/em&gt;, and goes in for the kiss.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 Aunties and Me, the Momma:&amp;nbsp; Nooooooooo, don&#039;t kiss him!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; (All three of us reach out to run interference on the &amp;quot;marrried kiss.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Happy to say the kiss was successfully blocked.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As I sit in shock, the two aunties cover their mouths and try not to show their laughter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh, boy.&amp;nbsp; You know, this is all Disney&#039;s fault.&amp;nbsp; This prince and princess thing has gone too far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;mceTemp&quot;&gt;Then we we got home, the kiddo said, &amp;quot;Me and my prince need to go&amp;nbsp; . . . where do you call it, Mommy?&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;mceTemp&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I don&#039;t know, sweetheart.&amp;nbsp; What are you talking about?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; (I&#039;m thinking she might say &amp;quot;vacation,&amp;quot; and I&#039;ll explain to her that the newlyweds go on a honeymoon after the wedding.&amp;nbsp; Now why would I think this?)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;mceTemp&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;After we get married, like we go to prison.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;mceTemp&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Uh, no, you don&#039;t go to prison when you get married.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; (This was promptly followed by a mini lecture on how marriage is beautiful, mommy and daddy love each other very much, and we have never thought of our marriage as prison.)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;mceTemp&quot;&gt;So, I&#039;m thinking, who used the words marriage and prison in the same sentence around her?&amp;nbsp; Aaarrggghhh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;mceTemp&quot;&gt;This I have learned:&amp;nbsp; expect the unexpected out of a four year old&#039;s mouth.&lt;/div&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>KC Fair Time</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/34012</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;Must say we&#039;ve had some good times at the KC Fair this year.&amp;nbsp; The highlight for me was the Bordeaux Mastiff.&amp;nbsp; (I&#039;ll be doing some research on the breed- must gather info before heading into new dog territory).&amp;nbsp; Take a look at our KC Fair 2008 pics.&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>The Women Are In Agreement!</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/33872</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;The kiddo tip toed into our room in the wee hours of the morning.&amp;nbsp; Not even the birds were awake.&amp;nbsp; So we just let her snuggle in with us.&amp;nbsp; The first one to fall back asleep, of course, is the hubby/daddy.&amp;nbsp; In the distance I hear the chugging of the locomotive (my husband&#039;s snoring in its beginning stage - you know, before he really gets going).&amp;nbsp; As the clock ticks, the locomotive gets louder and louder, and I&#039;m about to give the hubby a whack on the back and tell him to roll over, when the kiddo shakes her daddy and says, &amp;quot;Moddy, I don&#039;t like it when you make that noise.&amp;nbsp; Would you stop, please?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Atta girl!&amp;nbsp; Help the momma out!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe the hubby and kiddo should switch rooms???&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>Goodnight Sweet Girl</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/33670</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;After being tucked in tonight-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiddo (yelling):&amp;nbsp; Mo-om!!!&amp;nbsp; (pause as she waits for a response)&amp;nbsp; Mommmmmyyyyyyyy!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I need you to come here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; What, honey?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiddo:&amp;nbsp; Come here!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;need something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; Just tell me what you need.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiddo:&amp;nbsp; I . . . Uh . . . I need . . . Uh . . . What do I need, Mommy?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; (giggling)&amp;nbsp; You just need to talk to me.&amp;nbsp; Goodnight, sweet girl.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiddo:&amp;nbsp; Goodnight, Mommy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Silence.&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>A Wonderful Report</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/33263</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;For those of you who don&#039;t know, my niece has lupus, and as a result, she has been in kidney failure for some years now.&amp;nbsp; In July, her miracle came, and she received her transplant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Update-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My niece went for her weekly check up down at UCLA, and the doc said the kidney is working wonderfully.&amp;nbsp; She is healing faster than anyone the doc&#039;s seen before.&amp;nbsp; In fact, she was released from all restrictions.&amp;nbsp; She doesn&#039;t have to wear the mask anymore.&amp;nbsp; She can go to work and school now.&amp;nbsp; She&#039;s free to live.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When the doc gave her the good news, she said, &amp;quot;I want a birthday swim party!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Oh, yeah, baby, you bet!&amp;nbsp; Her bday is this month, and it is certainly worth celebrating!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you God.&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>It&#039;s All About Ariel</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/33155</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;As we sat on the sofa yesterday watching movies (I am so thankful for movies when I am single parenting it for a weekend and I am sick), we watched a promo for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariel the Musical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Oh, wow.&amp;nbsp; The costumes, the music - I&#039;m a sucker for musicals in the first place- but the colors were majestic!&amp;nbsp; How I wish that were on stage in L.A.&amp;nbsp; I would take the kiddo to see it in a heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; She so loves Ariel - to the point of confusing identities.&amp;nbsp; She would be mesmerized.&amp;nbsp; Oh, please send that musical to the West Coast!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And on that note, Mary Poppins needs to make her way out here, too.&amp;nbsp; Just open up that little parasol of yours, Mary, and fly through the clouds.&amp;nbsp; We are waiting for you.&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>Yeah, Right</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/32941</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; Honey, would you try not to get mud all over you at school?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiddo:&amp;nbsp; Sure, Mom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; Really?&amp;nbsp; (thinking, &amp;quot;It would be so nice not to have&amp;nbsp;to hose her off after preschool.&amp;quot;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;See pics for kiddo&#039;s definition of &amp;quot;not mudddy.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Take special note of new tennis shoes.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>Eye Doctors</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/32800</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;Anyone have recommendations for eye doctors?&amp;nbsp; I&#039;m specifically looking for eye doctors who are pediatric ophthalmologists and have experience with strabismus and amblyopia (lazy eye).&amp;nbsp; I have one recommendation for a doc down at UCLA, but I&#039;d like some others.&amp;nbsp; (No, this is not for the kiddo;&amp;nbsp; I just know someone who needs help.)&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>Back to Life, Back to Reality</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/32561</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;Back to Taking Neighbor Kids to School- no more sleeping in till 7:30.&amp;nbsp; We have to now leave the house by 7:25.&amp;nbsp; This is quite a change from last year&#039;s schedule and certainly our summer schedule!&amp;nbsp; Setting the alarm clock is once again part of my daily routine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back to Preschool- The kiddo started her second year of preschool today, the big kid class at that!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;watched her during group time, and wow, she is so much more mature. *sniff*&amp;nbsp; Will there ever be a first day of school I don&#039;t get teary-eyed?&amp;nbsp; Oh, and as the kids walked in from outdoor play time, the kiddo took the hand of a new girl and showed her the way, sat by her in group time and befriended her like a sweet girl.&amp;nbsp; Mama was proud!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back to Work- Monday was my first day back at work.&amp;nbsp; So, I&#039;m back to ironing work clothes, back to putting on a full face of make up (ugh!), and back to wearing heels (another ugh!).&amp;nbsp; However, I am enjoying teaching.&amp;nbsp; I cannot imagine working full time, raising kids, doing the drop off and pick up from child care thing 5 days a week.&amp;nbsp; I applaud all single parents - you are super people!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back to Caffeine - Oh yeah.&amp;nbsp; During the summer I noticed my caffeine intake diminished, but come that first day of getting up before the sun was up, I went right back to the coffee.&amp;nbsp; God put that little zip in there for a reason :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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        <title>Night Time Pull Ups</title>
        <link>http://www.raisingbakersfield.com/home/Blog/bushelandapeck/32560</link>
        <description>&lt;p&gt;The kiddo is outgrowing her night time pull ups, and she is not ready to stay in her underwear through the night.&amp;nbsp; The pull ups are for kids weighing up to 40 lbs., and she is just over that.&amp;nbsp; Any ideas as to what we could use?&lt;/p&gt;</description>  

              
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