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		<title>By: camsavwin</title>
		<link>http://camsavwin.wordpress.com/2007/11/21/mom-sucks/#comment-129</link>
		<dc:creator>camsavwin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 05:02:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Eeep - such responsibiliy.

Blessed1 - don&#039;t listen to the naysayers - it gets BETTER (and worse). It&#039;s always amazing.

Badgerdaddy - You&#039;re completely right about this - my Mother knows where her children are every day, and the youngest passed 30. Mom knows, because Mom must know. But at least in my family, we throw a bone to Dad every now and again. Mom wins the &#039;Who, What, Where&#039; contest, but at least in our family, Dad knows the end result.

Mom - Dammit! If there was ever someone who could make me cry across the blogoshere, it would be you! You always have to teach me something, don&#039;t you? (In case my natural smart-assed voice didn&#039;t come across, I was teasing. Don&#039;t make me move furniture in penance!!)

I love you, too, Mom. It&#039;s another touch, that you watch me raise my own children. I&#039;m sure you have a smirk in there, somewhere.

Especially when they say, &quot;No!&quot; They&#039;re all three afraid of the consequences of saying &#039;no&#039; to Grandma. They&#039;re afraid you&#039;ll cut their hair...

Misty - I can&#039;t conceive that. My boys are all the type to fight - which grieves me mightily. I keep praying this mess will be finished before 2014 - which is when Eldest Son can enlist. I SO don&#039;t want to be that Mom. I won&#039;t handle it well.

My boys want to be warriors. I want them to be accountants.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Eeep &#8211; such responsibiliy.</p>
<p>Blessed1 &#8211; don&#8217;t listen to the naysayers &#8211; it gets BETTER (and worse). It&#8217;s always amazing.</p>
<p>Badgerdaddy &#8211; You&#8217;re completely right about this &#8211; my Mother knows where her children are every day, and the youngest passed 30. Mom knows, because Mom must know. But at least in my family, we throw a bone to Dad every now and again. Mom wins the &#8216;Who, What, Where&#8217; contest, but at least in our family, Dad knows the end result.</p>
<p>Mom &#8211; Dammit! If there was ever someone who could make me cry across the blogoshere, it would be you! You always have to teach me something, don&#8217;t you? (In case my natural smart-assed voice didn&#8217;t come across, I was teasing. Don&#8217;t make me move furniture in penance!!)</p>
<p>I love you, too, Mom. It&#8217;s another touch, that you watch me raise my own children. I&#8217;m sure you have a smirk in there, somewhere.</p>
<p>Especially when they say, &#8220;No!&#8221; They&#8217;re all three afraid of the consequences of saying &#8216;no&#8217; to Grandma. They&#8217;re afraid you&#8217;ll cut their hair&#8230;</p>
<p>Misty &#8211; I can&#8217;t conceive that. My boys are all the type to fight &#8211; which grieves me mightily. I keep praying this mess will be finished before 2014 &#8211; which is when Eldest Son can enlist. I SO don&#8217;t want to be that Mom. I won&#8217;t handle it well.</p>
<p>My boys want to be warriors. I want them to be accountants.</p>
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		<title>By: Misty</title>
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		<dc:creator>Misty</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 03:49:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Boys want their moms even when they are dying on the battle field. They may be mad at you today but you are the standard by which they will judge all other women tomorrow.

Stay strong.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Boys want their moms even when they are dying on the battle field. They may be mad at you today but you are the standard by which they will judge all other women tomorrow.</p>
<p>Stay strong.</p>
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		<title>By: Mom</title>
		<link>http://camsavwin.wordpress.com/2007/11/21/mom-sucks/#comment-123</link>
		<dc:creator>Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 19:42:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I watch you with your boys, I see the love between you and the light in your eyes. I observe as you tenderly nurse their wounds, answer their unending questions (much like the perpetual questions that you used to ask of me), sooth their fears and patiently respond to their fits of anger and frustration.  

Why is it that children tend to blame mom especially when their don&#039;t want to take personal responsibility for their own actions?  Perhpas that it&#039;s because they know that mom will love them no matter what.

As you and I know, mom&#039;s aren&#039;t perfect, we make mistakes, we do and say things that our children remember and blame us for.  

I suspect this is because moms and childrens have hopes and expectations for one another that sometimes go unment.

Evenso, I believe (and you are the living testiment)that through it all mom&#039;s love their children above all else. 

I am forever grateful that you are my beautiful and talented daughter.  Happy Thanksgiving my dear.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I watch you with your boys, I see the love between you and the light in your eyes. I observe as you tenderly nurse their wounds, answer their unending questions (much like the perpetual questions that you used to ask of me), sooth their fears and patiently respond to their fits of anger and frustration.  </p>
<p>Why is it that children tend to blame mom especially when their don&#8217;t want to take personal responsibility for their own actions?  Perhpas that it&#8217;s because they know that mom will love them no matter what.</p>
<p>As you and I know, mom&#8217;s aren&#8217;t perfect, we make mistakes, we do and say things that our children remember and blame us for.  </p>
<p>I suspect this is because moms and childrens have hopes and expectations for one another that sometimes go unment.</p>
<p>Evenso, I believe (and you are the living testiment)that through it all mom&#8217;s love their children above all else. </p>
<p>I am forever grateful that you are my beautiful and talented daughter.  Happy Thanksgiving my dear.</p>
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		<title>By: badgerdaddy</title>
		<link>http://camsavwin.wordpress.com/2007/11/21/mom-sucks/#comment-122</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 02:28:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Only in my 20s did I see my parents as adults, and when I did the amount of love I had for my mum was incredible, and the total lack of respect for my father was also pretty stunning. Why? For the exact reasons you state. Mum sacrificed for us, stood up for us, but didn&#039;t get the glory. Made the tough decisions, brought us up to be good, honest people who are completely unafraid in life. We didn&#039;t appreciate it then, but boy do we love her now. So stick with it. I&#039;d say you&#039;re going the right way. x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Only in my 20s did I see my parents as adults, and when I did the amount of love I had for my mum was incredible, and the total lack of respect for my father was also pretty stunning. Why? For the exact reasons you state. Mum sacrificed for us, stood up for us, but didn&#8217;t get the glory. Made the tough decisions, brought us up to be good, honest people who are completely unafraid in life. We didn&#8217;t appreciate it then, but boy do we love her now. So stick with it. I&#8217;d say you&#8217;re going the right way. x</p>
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		<title>By: blessed1</title>
		<link>http://camsavwin.wordpress.com/2007/11/21/mom-sucks/#comment-120</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 01:37:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Man does this hit home.  I&#039;m going through a phase with my 4.5 year old where &#039;IM MEAN&#039; because he can&#039;t get his way.  Thank you for the relevant reminder.  Great post!  I loved your honesty.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Man does this hit home.  I&#8217;m going through a phase with my 4.5 year old where &#8216;IM MEAN&#8217; because he can&#8217;t get his way.  Thank you for the relevant reminder.  Great post!  I loved your honesty.</p>
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