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<pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 18:40:47 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>ponnsabra</b> - A unique deep-thinking blog in which a mom reflects anonymously to life as a wife, mother of 2 (one with autism). Like her "diamond ring = flawed, imperfect, beautiful, sparkling, radiant even in the darkness"--so is life ;-)]]></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 20:01:18 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>maxluke</b> - I havent spent enough time here yet, but looks like a fascinating read in and of itself. Likely to set me off an an interest web trail.

"mother of two blogging under a pseudonym about parenting, autism, raising a child with special needs, marriage, race, sex addiction and recovery?]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>flyingrose</b> - This bloggers style is infinitely readable. This excerpt made me smile and think about the challenges of raising a smart child. 

From the page: "Her grandparents love to tell about a night about six months ago when they were watching the kids. My son was peacefully asleep, but my daughter just would not go to bed. At 10pm she got up and stood at the top of the stairs and asked for some juice. Her grandfather told her that there was no juice in the house and she needed to go back to bed. Well, she replied, he could go to the store and get juice. When he responded (not entirely truthfully) that it was late, the stores were closed and everyone who worked there was asleep, as she should be, she responded that juice came from fruit and there was a fruit tree outside. Her grandfather responded that it was nighttime, it was dark and chilly, and it was time for bed. My daughter went into her room, found some warm clothes and dressed herself, then went and found a flashlight and came downstairs. She wouldn't be cold because she had warm clothes on and the darkness wasn't a problem because she had a flashlight. She was ready to pick fruit and make juice. She looked so sweet and eager and happy, and she had been so clever and persistent, that her grandparents could only laugh. They took her out, picked the fruit, made the juice and gave her a sippy cup to take to bed, where she stayed happily the rest of the night."]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 21:51:05 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<b>livnnlrnin</b> - An Easy, Enjoyable Read About Daily Life. I like her way with words.

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