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	<title>Comments on: Buried by &#8220;Back-to-School&#8221;</title>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdugan.com/blogNEW/2007/08/21/buried-by-back-to-school/comment-page-1/#comment-1609</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:54:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Isn&#039;t it great how our kids can take on some of the brain cell burden for us?  -Leaving our own minds free to remember their schedules and projects and...hmmm...I&#039;m seeing a cycle here...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Isn&#8217;t it great how our kids can take on some of the brain cell burden for us?  -Leaving our own minds free to remember their schedules and projects and&#8230;hmmm&#8230;I&#8217;m seeing a cycle here&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: SF Girl</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdugan.com/blogNEW/2007/08/21/buried-by-back-to-school/comment-page-1/#comment-1613</link>
		<dc:creator>SF Girl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 21:49:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I rely on my son&#039;s spatial memory to get me to my car in the lot or even the best route to someone&#039;s place in town! LOL! When he was three he was already telling me from the back seat of the car, &quot;Mom, isn&#039;t Tommy&#039;s house that way?&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I rely on my son&#8217;s spatial memory to get me to my car in the lot or even the best route to someone&#8217;s place in town! LOL! When he was three he was already telling me from the back seat of the car, &#8220;Mom, isn&#8217;t Tommy&#8217;s house that way?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Debo Hobo dot Com</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdugan.com/blogNEW/2007/08/21/buried-by-back-to-school/comment-page-1/#comment-1612</link>
		<dc:creator>Debo Hobo dot Com</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 22:15:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] a Travel Blog shares her story about  Getting buried in back-to-school activities. She says&#8230; When life feels like it’s flying by too fast, it usually is. And, [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdugan.com/blogNEW/2007/08/21/buried-by-back-to-school/comment-page-1/#comment-1611</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 20:17:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My constant prayer is to build accessible memories, places that I can return to again and again when life inevitably (right?) quiets down someday.    -Hope I&#039;m awake enough now to remember them later!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My constant prayer is to build accessible memories, places that I can return to again and again when life inevitably (right?) quiets down someday.    -Hope I&#8217;m awake enough now to remember them later!!</p>
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		<title>By: Tom</title>
		<link>http://www.heatherdugan.com/blogNEW/2007/08/21/buried-by-back-to-school/comment-page-1/#comment-1610</link>
		<dc:creator>Tom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 16:18:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s funny that while you&#039;re in the midst of it you can&#039;t wait for it to be over with...all of the rushing from here to there and the suprise announcements of &quot;I have to go to &#039;fill in the blank&#039; tonight.  Eventually as they get older in their teens, it becomes I&#039;m going over here or spending the night at so and so&#039;s and then you start to get the first pangs of separation which you will eventually go through called &quot;empty nest syndrom.&quot;  &quot;Geez, I&#039;ve got the house all to myself tonight&quot; or &quot;Well, it&#039;s just you and me&quot; you say to the lone member of the herd who has no plans.  Later on, you experience guilt over those feelings you had of wanting it to slow down or be over with or dare I say &quot;I can&#039;t wait for them all to be out of the house?&quot;.   &quot;What kind of parent was I to have such thougts?&quot;  All I can say now is, I look back at all of those events as fun and don&#039;t even remember the chaos of running around.  What a great time that was.  I come back to the little saying of &quot;Learn from the past, live in the present, and plan for the future.&quot;  Enjoy these times...they&#039;re priceless.  It sounds like your daughter and you have tapped into the gold mine.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s funny that while you&#8217;re in the midst of it you can&#8217;t wait for it to be over with&#8230;all of the rushing from here to there and the suprise announcements of &#8220;I have to go to &#8216;fill in the blank&#8217; tonight.  Eventually as they get older in their teens, it becomes I&#8217;m going over here or spending the night at so and so&#8217;s and then you start to get the first pangs of separation which you will eventually go through called &#8220;empty nest syndrom.&#8221;  &#8220;Geez, I&#8217;ve got the house all to myself tonight&#8221; or &#8220;Well, it&#8217;s just you and me&#8221; you say to the lone member of the herd who has no plans.  Later on, you experience guilt over those feelings you had of wanting it to slow down or be over with or dare I say &#8220;I can&#8217;t wait for them all to be out of the house?&#8221;.   &#8220;What kind of parent was I to have such thougts?&#8221;  All I can say now is, I look back at all of those events as fun and don&#8217;t even remember the chaos of running around.  What a great time that was.  I come back to the little saying of &#8220;Learn from the past, live in the present, and plan for the future.&#8221;  Enjoy these times&#8230;they&#8217;re priceless.  It sounds like your daughter and you have tapped into the gold mine.</p>
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