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	<title>Comments on: Parents of the Year</title>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 18:12:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember well your childhood days of faking injuries - - didn&#039;t you write me a letter one summer professing to have broken your arm (or was it your leg?) jumping off your roof?!!!

Glad to hear that Chase has a legitimate injury!!! Only kidding - - hope he feels better soon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember well your childhood days of faking injuries &#8211; - didn&#8217;t you write me a letter one summer professing to have broken your arm (or was it your leg?) jumping off your roof?!!!</p>
<p>Glad to hear that Chase has a legitimate injury!!! Only kidding &#8211; - hope he feels better soon.</p>
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		<title>By: Elizabeth</title>
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		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 17:34:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I broke my arm on the first day of summer vacation when I was five-years-old.  It sucked.  My grandpa was on mountain rescue and fashioned a cast made out of newspaper until we could get to the hospital.  I had it on for weeks (or at least it felt like weeks).  Mine was white; since they didn&#039;t have the cool colors back then, my dad drew a watch over the wrist to jazz it up.  I kept the cast as a trophy for years, until it began to stink, and my mom made me throw it away.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I broke my arm on the first day of summer vacation when I was five-years-old.  It sucked.  My grandpa was on mountain rescue and fashioned a cast made out of newspaper until we could get to the hospital.  I had it on for weeks (or at least it felt like weeks).  Mine was white; since they didn&#8217;t have the cool colors back then, my dad drew a watch over the wrist to jazz it up.  I kept the cast as a trophy for years, until it began to stink, and my mom made me throw it away.</p>
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