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	<title>Comments on: There&#8217;s No Hugging In Soccer</title>
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		<title>By: Lessons Learned from a Fall on the Ice &#171; Ann Kroeker</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lessons Learned from a Fall on the Ice &#171; Ann Kroeker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 18:20:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] then I thought about how Antique Mommy will tell a story about something as simple as her son&#8217;s soccer practice and turn it into a poignant tear-jerker about kids growing up and moms letting go. Using a [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Gretchen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gretchen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 03:15:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*sigh*  I feel you...

No more &quot;lip kisses&quot; for my son.  He&#039;s afraid I might slime him.  

Again, I say, with history of my own snot-stained shirts:  Parenting is not for sissies!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*sigh*  I feel you&#8230;</p>
<p>No more &#8220;lip kisses&#8221; for my son.  He&#8217;s afraid I might slime him.  </p>
<p>Again, I say, with history of my own snot-stained shirts:  Parenting is not for sissies!</p>
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		<title>By: Jan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 04:52:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, memories just flooded over me!  Used to be that MY hand held my little boy&#039;s hand... now he&#039;s almost 25, and HIS hand holds mine--and it makes my heart melt.  Every time.

Someone else mentioned my favorite book, &quot;Love You Forever.&quot; (I give it to new parents all the time.)  I used to read it to my children constantly, singing the refrain &quot;I&#039;ll love you forever, I&#039;ll love you for always.  As long as I&#039;m living, my baby you&#039;ll be.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, memories just flooded over me!  Used to be that MY hand held my little boy&#8217;s hand&#8230; now he&#8217;s almost 25, and HIS hand holds mine&#8211;and it makes my heart melt.  Every time.</p>
<p>Someone else mentioned my favorite book, &#8220;Love You Forever.&#8221; (I give it to new parents all the time.)  I used to read it to my children constantly, singing the refrain &#8220;I&#8217;ll love you forever, I&#8217;ll love you for always.  As long as I&#8217;m living, my baby you&#8217;ll be.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Cheryl</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cheryl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:15:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>He will come back around to wanting to hug you...even in front of his friends...I promise!  My oldest is almost 19.  He was home from school last weekend...when it was time for him to go back, he hugged me like he never wanted to let go.  It was nice to know that, in the midst of enjoying his freedom, his new friends, parties and his classes, he misses his family.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>He will come back around to wanting to hug you&#8230;even in front of his friends&#8230;I promise!  My oldest is almost 19.  He was home from school last weekend&#8230;when it was time for him to go back, he hugged me like he never wanted to let go.  It was nice to know that, in the midst of enjoying his freedom, his new friends, parties and his classes, he misses his family.</p>
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		<title>By: mama speak</title>
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		<dc:creator>mama speak</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 08:26:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It breaks my heart that as mom&#039;s when we do our job best we lose the best part.  Not they necessarily truely ever leave or stop hugging us.  But if we do our job really, really well they need us less &amp; less every day.  Of course, the flip side to that is that if we do it really, really well they still want us a little more every day.  

That&#039;s what I&#039;m going to keep telling myself.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It breaks my heart that as mom&#8217;s when we do our job best we lose the best part.  Not they necessarily truely ever leave or stop hugging us.  But if we do our job really, really well they need us less &amp; less every day.  Of course, the flip side to that is that if we do it really, really well they still want us a little more every day.  </p>
<p>That&#8217;s what I&#8217;m going to keep telling myself.</p>
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		<title>By: Jodie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jodie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 04:14:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OH!  This story - so beautifully written - it squeezes my heart though.  I love when my kids&#039; tiny hands reach up and slip into mine, and when they volunteer hugs.  I want them to stay that affectionate forever.
It made my heart hurt for you when I read this.  
And it makes me want to go and hug all of mine!  :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OH!  This story &#8211; so beautifully written &#8211; it squeezes my heart though.  I love when my kids&#8217; tiny hands reach up and slip into mine, and when they volunteer hugs.  I want them to stay that affectionate forever.<br />
It made my heart hurt for you when I read this.<br />
And it makes me want to go and hug all of mine!  <img src='http://antiquemommy.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Carrie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carrie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 17:01:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Awwww...you made me cry!  I&#039;m definitely going to be holding my 2-month old son just a little closer today! :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Awwww&#8230;you made me cry!  I&#8217;m definitely going to be holding my 2-month old son just a little closer today! <img src='http://antiquemommy.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Nicki</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nicki</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 08:52:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Don&#039;t you want to bottle him up and keep him just how he is?  This reminds me to use my video camera more.  Thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don&#8217;t you want to bottle him up and keep him just how he is?  This reminds me to use my video camera more.  Thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Jeana</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jeana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 03:01:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You know, the bad thing about your blog is that I long ago ran out of new and creative ways to tell you what a beautiful and gifted writer you are. So most days I don&#039;t say anything, which makes it seem like I&#039;m not affected which could not be further from the truth, which is that you wow me every single day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know, the bad thing about your blog is that I long ago ran out of new and creative ways to tell you what a beautiful and gifted writer you are. So most days I don&#8217;t say anything, which makes it seem like I&#8217;m not affected which could not be further from the truth, which is that you wow me every single day.</p>
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		<title>By: Mary</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mary</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 02:46:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ahh...those boys...they do a good job of acting in front of their friends.  They do really still need/want/desire your presence in their lives.  I am really lucky.  When mine was around 16 and a half, he started hugging me in public (at the High School football games!) again.  It became cool with his group of friends to have parents that were okay to be around and to admit that they get along with their parents!  The pull away for a period of time....but they do come back to you!  Are you familiar with the book &quot;Love you forever&quot;?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ahh&#8230;those boys&#8230;they do a good job of acting in front of their friends.  They do really still need/want/desire your presence in their lives.  I am really lucky.  When mine was around 16 and a half, he started hugging me in public (at the High School football games!) again.  It became cool with his group of friends to have parents that were okay to be around and to admit that they get along with their parents!  The pull away for a period of time&#8230;.but they do come back to you!  Are you familiar with the book &#8220;Love you forever&#8221;?</p>
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