<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post1723559428190027842..comments</id><updated>2009-01-21T14:15:59.602-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Thoughts From a Sometimes Desperate Housewife: Confessions of a Three-Year-Old</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/feeds/1723559428190027842/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873157899024689580</uri><email>fromadesperatehousewife@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-5826888627481945126</id><published>2009-01-21T14:15:59.602-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:15:59.602-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the master comment! Jolanthe</title><content type='html'>Love the master comment! &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Jolanthe</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/5826888627481945126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/5826888627481945126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1232568959602#c5826888627481945126' title=''/><author><name>Jolanthe @ No Ordinary Moments</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00887081852111099540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-938793192046694730</id><published>2009-01-17T13:16:58.277-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:16:58.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I found your blog on bless...I think its so darn c...</title><content type='html'>I found your blog on bless...I think its so darn cute!!&lt;BR/&gt;Please keep me updated with this!! If you ever want to drop by my blog is &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt; www.lovingmylife.wordpress.com</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/938793192046694730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/938793192046694730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1232219818277#c938793192046694730' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Ross</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12059674779335444350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-8365698014744200121</id><published>2009-01-17T01:49:21.723-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:49:21.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are some of my fave posts. Your son is one s...</title><content type='html'>These are some of my fave posts. Your son is one smart kid :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/8365698014744200121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/8365698014744200121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1232178561723#c8365698014744200121' title=''/><author><name>Connie</name><uri>http://brainfoggles.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-7210154025482487900</id><published>2009-01-15T09:29:45.593-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:29:45.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTFL.  This is such a fun age.</title><content type='html'>ROTFL.  This is such a fun age.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/7210154025482487900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/7210154025482487900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1232033385593#c7210154025482487900' title=''/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://domestiquette.net</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-9035335871022535137</id><published>2009-01-14T23:10:07.128-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:10:07.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the things he says!  Isn't it amazing that ...</title><content type='html'>I love the things he says!  Isn't it amazing that at such a young age they can hold real conversations??  Sometimes I'll be talking to my 4 yr olds and think "wow, they can actually have a real conversations with me...and I enjoy it!!"  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;My kids are the same way at preschool if they  have cupcakes to celebrate someone's b-day, which seems like it's every other day.  When I pick them up and they're bouncing off the walls, I just know it was someone's b-day!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/9035335871022535137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/9035335871022535137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231996207128#c9035335871022535137' title=''/><author><name>Helene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743718606624231459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-796117025685858393</id><published>2009-01-14T09:54:59.042-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:54:59.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTF!I remember when my youngest got started in on...</title><content type='html'>ROTF!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I remember when my youngest got started in on the grown-up speak. She'd always ask us how are days were going and when I'd leave, she'd tell me to stay safe and drive carefully.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;It came out as dwi cawul mommy, but I knew exactly what she was saying.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/796117025685858393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/796117025685858393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231948499042#c796117025685858393' title=''/><author><name>Creative Junkie</name><uri>http://www.thecreativejunkie.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-6018192726554063430</id><published>2009-01-13T19:05:40.580-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:05:40.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love that, the serious conversations, I can reme...</title><content type='html'>I love that, the serious conversations, I can remember those days.  Now sugar in the preschool, NEVER, what are they thinking.  I would think the teachers would be sending a list home or something.  I can't imagine all those kids with a bunch of sugar on board. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;You're always good for a laugh.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/6018192726554063430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/6018192726554063430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231895140580#c6018192726554063430' title=''/><author><name>Eric S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13214969358950690069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04674048545746658662'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-5386693577185794968</id><published>2009-01-13T17:21:13.856-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:21:13.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>btw lee... i like your new pic</title><content type='html'>btw lee... i like your new pic</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/5386693577185794968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/5386693577185794968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231888873856#c5386693577185794968' title=''/><author><name>dizzblnd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14869448149679702821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-675211078373260026</id><published>2009-01-13T17:20:53.463-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:20:53.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate.. he is WAY too cute!   You just never know w...</title><content type='html'>Kate.. he is WAY too cute!   You just never know what to expect from their adorable little mouths until they speak... then BLAMMO!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/675211078373260026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/675211078373260026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231888853463#c675211078373260026' title=''/><author><name>dizzblnd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14869448149679702821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-7344714583450073206</id><published>2009-01-13T15:54:51.376-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:54:51.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Kate - hilarious!  What a smart boy you got the...</title><content type='html'>Oh Kate - hilarious!  What a smart boy you got there!  And the sugar thing has got to go!  Don't get me wrong, I'm no hardcore - we all need a little sugar here and there - but NOT in the morning for pre-schoolers!  I can't believe the school is all cool with that - that seems weird to me.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;And that two -week vacation and you pay?  That is so normal.  It's hard to swallow but it's just the way it is.  :-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/7344714583450073206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/7344714583450073206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231883691376#c7344714583450073206' title=''/><author><name>Lee the MWOB Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04971330113441169156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02336374369101686766'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1495880785793200140</id><published>2009-01-13T15:54:49.743-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:54:49.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Kate - hilarious!  What a smart boy you got the...</title><content type='html'>Oh Kate - hilarious!  What a smart boy you got there!  And the sugar thing has got to go!  Don't get me wrong, I'm no hardcore - we all need a little sugar here and there - but NOT in the morning for pre-schoolers!  I can't believe the school is all cool with that - that seems weird to me.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;And that two -week vacation and you pay?  That is so normal.  It's hard to swallow but it's just the way it is.  :-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/1495880785793200140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/1495880785793200140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231883689743#c1495880785793200140' title=''/><author><name>Lee the MWOB Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04971330113441169156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02336374369101686766'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-8530023470555031371</id><published>2009-01-13T15:50:24.810-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:50:24.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How cute - your little man is growing up fast. Int...</title><content type='html'>How cute - your little man is growing up fast. Interesting about the sugar. I am shocked that people would be allowed to do that. I mean lots of parents are fussy about what their kids eat and I guess they have no control over what other parents bring in. And you can imagine how they love the sugar snacks too!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/8530023470555031371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/1723559428190027842/comments/default/8530023470555031371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html?showComment=1231883424810#c8530023470555031371' title=''/><author><name>Lilly's Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597193176450931002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.fromadesperatehousewife.com/2009/01/confessions-of-three-year-old.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7922031824606596734.post-1723559428190027842' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7922031824606596734/posts/default/1723559428190027842' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>