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	<title>Comments on: Still life</title>
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		<title>By: LesbianDad</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/02/still-life/comment-page-1/#comment-68134</link>
		<dc:creator>LesbianDad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 07:58:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yegods, green toast. 

Our son crawls around under the table foraging for and munching up what he dropped. If I wasn&#039;t so nostalgic for my dearly departed dog (whose job it was to do that very same thing), I&#039;d stop the little guy.  Instead I just look at him and sigh.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yegods, green toast. </p>
<p>Our son crawls around under the table foraging for and munching up what he dropped. If I wasn&#8217;t so nostalgic for my dearly departed dog (whose job it was to do that very same thing), I&#8217;d stop the little guy.  Instead I just look at him and sigh.</p>
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		<title>By: Chumpy</title>
		<link>http://www.lesbiandad.net/2008/02/still-life/comment-page-1/#comment-68116</link>
		<dc:creator>Chumpy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 05:56:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Unfettered by adult nices and norms children can eat the most amazing things. Stale bread reminds me of green toast.
&#039;Whats that you&#039;re eating?&#039;
&#039;Green toast from under cooker&#039;.
Not my child, nor cooker I hasten to add. Probably makes up for all the times that dead-cert-favourites become poisonous don&#039;t-like-thats.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Unfettered by adult nices and norms children can eat the most amazing things. Stale bread reminds me of green toast.<br />
&#8216;Whats that you&#8217;re eating?&#8217;<br />
&#8216;Green toast from under cooker&#8217;.<br />
Not my child, nor cooker I hasten to add. Probably makes up for all the times that dead-cert-favourites become poisonous don&#8217;t-like-thats.</p>
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