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	<title>Rebecca Gates &#187; embarrassing</title>
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		<title>More Mommy Stories</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 02:32:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today Caleb was eating little Venice Sausages from the can and Isaac commented that they look like peepees. I stoped dead in my tracks trying to think of how to handle this one. His face was so sincere. &#8220;they really do!&#8221; he said. I decided that the only thing for […]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='wpfblike' style='height: 40px;'><fb:like href='http://rebeccaleegates.com/2007/03/01/more-mommy-stories/' layout='default' show_faces='true' width='400' action='like' colorscheme='light' send='false' /></div><p>Today Caleb was eating little Venice Sausages from the can and Isaac commented that they look like peepees. I stoped dead in my tracks trying to think of how to handle this one. His face was so sincere. &#8220;they really do!&#8221; he said. I decided that the only thing for me to do was to turn back around and enjoy a good laugh&#8230;cause they really do.</p>
<p>I have told this story to a few people already, but it is one of Trav&#8217;s personal favorites. I had to take the boys to the fabric store with me a while back. That is something that I will never do again unless I know exactly what I want. It took twice as long with three boys competing for my attention. I was finally getting somewhere when they had to go potty. So, with several fabric bolts in hand and pushing the stroller all the way to the back of the store, I decide to wait right outside the door while they went in without me. I was a bit grouchy, I will admit that, so when Isaac came out so excited that he had bought me something he may have been disappointed by my reaction. After all, his voice was loud and he was waiving around a tampon that he had purchased from the vending machine inside.</p>
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