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		<title>By: Mom</title>
		<link>http://goofyj.wordpress.com/2008/04/30/one-of-those-moments/#comment-10603</link>
		<dc:creator>Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 15:03:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Paul is right, of course, &amp; I&#039;ll agree with him--even his use of the plural &quot;what an amazing &amp; remarkable women you are.&quot;  All good moms have to be a compound of many types of women rolled into one, not just double-tasking, but sometimes doing 5 or 6 things at a time.  It is not surprising that things now &amp; then get out of hand, or just plain get pushed down the priority list a ways.  I remember one time when you were a baby, Julia, and our laundry and house had gotten way behind so I declared a catch-up day and had your 4 siblings all busily involved helping to clean &amp; sort closets and fold laundry in the living room.  Through the piles of stuff I noticed through the front window, an expensive car pull up.  The car door opened, and out stepped an older couple that my husband had professional dealings with, and I had always felt it very important to present our best image.  There was nothing that could be done but to invite them in and clear a spot for them to sit down. I think I died a thousand deaths that day, but from this vantage point, it seems more unimportant.  This couple had never had children, and had missed all the joys, as well as the frustrations of parenthood.  If they couldn&#039;t understand, too bad--Actually, they were very gracious and even invited us to their &quot;cabin&quot; for dinner after that.  Sometimes, the most gallant moments of parenthood are just coping with the situation at hand in the best--or only--way possible.  By the way, was that Elizabeth G. at the door?  Love you, Mom</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Paul is right, of course, &amp; I&#8217;ll agree with him&#8211;even his use of the plural &#8220;what an amazing &amp; remarkable women you are.&#8221;  All good moms have to be a compound of many types of women rolled into one, not just double-tasking, but sometimes doing 5 or 6 things at a time.  It is not surprising that things now &amp; then get out of hand, or just plain get pushed down the priority list a ways.  I remember one time when you were a baby, Julia, and our laundry and house had gotten way behind so I declared a catch-up day and had your 4 siblings all busily involved helping to clean &amp; sort closets and fold laundry in the living room.  Through the piles of stuff I noticed through the front window, an expensive car pull up.  The car door opened, and out stepped an older couple that my husband had professional dealings with, and I had always felt it very important to present our best image.  There was nothing that could be done but to invite them in and clear a spot for them to sit down. I think I died a thousand deaths that day, but from this vantage point, it seems more unimportant.  This couple had never had children, and had missed all the joys, as well as the frustrations of parenthood.  If they couldn&#8217;t understand, too bad&#8211;Actually, they were very gracious and even invited us to their &#8220;cabin&#8221; for dinner after that.  Sometimes, the most gallant moments of parenthood are just coping with the situation at hand in the best&#8211;or only&#8211;way possible.  By the way, was that Elizabeth G. at the door?  Love you, Mom</p>
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		<title>By: feathersky</title>
		<link>http://goofyj.wordpress.com/2008/04/30/one-of-those-moments/#comment-10534</link>
		<dc:creator>feathersky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 00:20:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve had that happen so many times too!  Last year the bishop and his family decided to show up unannounced within a few weeks of us moving here, and RIGHT in the middle of us painting.  Seriously, the house was a MASSIVE wreck.  And they wanted a tour.  I was *SO* crazy embarrassed!!!   
Not that that&#039;s the only time that has happened.  It seems like whenever my house gets its messiest, someone is bound to come!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve had that happen so many times too!  Last year the bishop and his family decided to show up unannounced within a few weeks of us moving here, and RIGHT in the middle of us painting.  Seriously, the house was a MASSIVE wreck.  And they wanted a tour.  I was *SO* crazy embarrassed!!!<br />
Not that that&#8217;s the only time that has happened.  It seems like whenever my house gets its messiest, someone is bound to come!</p>
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		<title>By: Amanda</title>
		<link>http://goofyj.wordpress.com/2008/04/30/one-of-those-moments/#comment-10525</link>
		<dc:creator>Amanda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 04:18:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This has happened to me so many times!  It is the worst feeling ever. It&#039;s almost like someone catching you naked. And I sit here and type this with my counters covered in dishes. We can&#039;t do it all sometimes. I&#039;ve actually not answered my door before because my house was in chaos.  I too wonder why we worry what others think.  I know that if I were to show up at someone&#039;s house and it was a mess I wouldn&#039;t even look twice, but that&#039;s because I know exactly what it feels like.  I&#039;m sure she didn&#039;t even think twice about what your home looked like.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This has happened to me so many times!  It is the worst feeling ever. It&#8217;s almost like someone catching you naked. And I sit here and type this with my counters covered in dishes. We can&#8217;t do it all sometimes. I&#8217;ve actually not answered my door before because my house was in chaos.  I too wonder why we worry what others think.  I know that if I were to show up at someone&#8217;s house and it was a mess I wouldn&#8217;t even look twice, but that&#8217;s because I know exactly what it feels like.  I&#8217;m sure she didn&#8217;t even think twice about what your home looked like.</p>
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		<title>By: aprilmommy</title>
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		<dc:creator>aprilmommy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 18:28:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That has happened to me way more times than I am willing to admit. The worst was when I had a friend passing through the area, not call, and me with the flu. I had been down for three days. I am sure you can imagine how horrid my front room looked!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That has happened to me way more times than I am willing to admit. The worst was when I had a friend passing through the area, not call, and me with the flu. I had been down for three days. I am sure you can imagine how horrid my front room looked!</p>
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		<title>By: Tracy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tracy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 12:52:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hear ya! I know exactly how you feel .... seems like the times when some visitors some calling is when our floors are filthy and when there are toys and stuff everywhere! Over the years I&#039;ve come to not be so crazy about it, though ... most of the time :). If I wanted to live in a perfectly clean, tidy-all-the-time house, I&#039;d live in a museum, lol. Just keep in mind the people who are truly your friends and loved ones don&#039;t care about any of that and come visit to see YOU, not inspect your house :).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear ya! I know exactly how you feel &#8230;. seems like the times when some visitors some calling is when our floors are filthy and when there are toys and stuff everywhere! Over the years I&#8217;ve come to not be so crazy about it, though &#8230; most of the time <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> . If I wanted to live in a perfectly clean, tidy-all-the-time house, I&#8217;d live in a museum, lol. Just keep in mind the people who are truly your friends and loved ones don&#8217;t care about any of that and come visit to see YOU, not inspect your house <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> .</p>
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		<title>By: Cindy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cindy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 03:45:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Awwww....how sweet! Aren&#039;t you lucky?!  I&#039;m very guilty of feeling just like you described and I only have 2 kids!  The only time &quot;new&quot; people ever come over here is when it looks like a tornado blew through here, too.  And how come noone ever drops in when I have makeup on and have taken a shower??  Oh, well...guess we need to figure out a way to not let it bother us.  Easier said than done, I know....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Awwww&#8230;.how sweet! Aren&#8217;t you lucky?!  I&#8217;m very guilty of feeling just like you described and I only have 2 kids!  The only time &#8220;new&#8221; people ever come over here is when it looks like a tornado blew through here, too.  And how come noone ever drops in when I have makeup on and have taken a shower??  Oh, well&#8230;guess we need to figure out a way to not let it bother us.  Easier said than done, I know&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Snoopy</title>
		<link>http://goofyj.wordpress.com/2008/04/30/one-of-those-moments/#comment-10517</link>
		<dc:creator>Snoopy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 22:38:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t help but to smile as I think about what you do day in and day out. Not because I think it is funny that you go through all of this while as sit at work, but because of what an amazing and remarkable women you are. Some people would say, &quot;No way am I putting up with this&quot;, or &quot;I only want one kid so I don&#039;t have to deal with all the stuff that people with five kids have to&quot;, or &quot;Forget having kids, I want my life and my home perfect and all kids would do it mess it up&quot;. But you grin and bear it and do a wonderful job as a mother and a wife. You even have a happy smiling face when I get home as though nothing like this happend throughout the day (most of the time). You just amaze me and I love you for it. Thank you for being home with the kids and for making the kids your priority rather than the house or other things.

You are literally the greatest spouse and mother of my children that I could ask for.

I Love You!

&lt;strong&gt;Now everyone, see why I am still married to him after nearly ten years? - isn&#039;t he the sweetest ever? :-)  I love you too dear.....  Ok, the rest of you can quit rolling your eyes at our sappy moment and post your comments now... :-) heh&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can&#8217;t help but to smile as I think about what you do day in and day out. Not because I think it is funny that you go through all of this while as sit at work, but because of what an amazing and remarkable women you are. Some people would say, &#8220;No way am I putting up with this&#8221;, or &#8220;I only want one kid so I don&#8217;t have to deal with all the stuff that people with five kids have to&#8221;, or &#8220;Forget having kids, I want my life and my home perfect and all kids would do it mess it up&#8221;. But you grin and bear it and do a wonderful job as a mother and a wife. You even have a happy smiling face when I get home as though nothing like this happend throughout the day (most of the time). You just amaze me and I love you for it. Thank you for being home with the kids and for making the kids your priority rather than the house or other things.</p>
<p>You are literally the greatest spouse and mother of my children that I could ask for.</p>
<p>I Love You!</p>
<p><strong>Now everyone, see why I am still married to him after nearly ten years? &#8211; isn&#8217;t he the sweetest ever? <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />   I love you too dear&#8230;..  Ok, the rest of you can quit rolling your eyes at our sappy moment and post your comments now&#8230; <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  heh</strong></p>
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