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	<title>Comments on: Where the wild things aren&#8217;t.</title>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Judy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 17:06:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tiffany, I miss you!!  Glad to hear things are going well, well, except for G missing dinner.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tiffany, I miss you!!  Glad to hear things are going well, well, except for G missing dinner.</p>
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		<title>By: Jill W.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jill W.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 22:45:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Love it!</description>
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		<title>By: amber</title>
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		<dc:creator>amber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 13:24:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I WAS a marketing communications manager (I refuse to give the title the capitals). Then I became a primary school teacher. Now I am where the wild things are- and love them :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I WAS a marketing communications manager (I refuse to give the title the capitals). Then I became a primary school teacher. Now I am where the wild things are- and love them :)</p>
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		<title>By: Karen Rucker</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karen Rucker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 03:25:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so happy I found your blog.  Sigh!

Now I have to go dig out that book or rather, buy another copy since I seem to recall that one of my children actually ate our copy.  But at least now I know what to get the younger ones for their birthdays.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so happy I found your blog.  Sigh!</p>
<p>Now I have to go dig out that book or rather, buy another copy since I seem to recall that one of my children actually ate our copy.  But at least now I know what to get the younger ones for their birthdays.</p>
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		<title>By: Victoria</title>
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		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 19:39:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OH! Now I know why my first career was (largely) in marketing communications; thank goodness I became a zookeeper when I came to my wits. And got to run around with the wolves and other wild things, though I think &quot;Women Who Run with the Wolves&quot; or whatever is a rather different book. When I read the original story to my 18-monther, she turns around to snap at me when I say &quot;I&#039;ll EAT YOU UP!&quot; Clever piglet.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OH! Now I know why my first career was (largely) in marketing communications; thank goodness I became a zookeeper when I came to my wits. And got to run around with the wolves and other wild things, though I think &#8220;Women Who Run with the Wolves&#8221; or whatever is a rather different book. When I read the original story to my 18-monther, she turns around to snap at me when I say &#8220;I&#8217;ll EAT YOU UP!&#8221; Clever piglet.</p>
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