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	<title>Comments on: Growing Up</title>
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		<title>By: Boo</title>
		<link>http://discoverboo.com/2009/01/growing-up/comment-page-1/#comment-583</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 12:43:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jessica, I am not sure I agree with the growing up after having a child statement. You can&#039;t tell me that a 14-15 year old child having a baby has grown up just because they have the responsibility that comes with having a baby. 

As I said to Tim. He has a child, and he&#039;s never going to grow up (and I do mean that in the nicest possible way) But do you get what I mean?? 

I guess this post is more a reflection on how I viewed the world as I was a child. That being older would somehow make me feel different and that there would be an absolute difference between being a child/teenager and adult. Like day and night. 

I love this font too! But not everyone can see it. You must be using window&#039;s vista?? If people are running older systems they just get a default font which I have no control over. I do wish they could all see how awesome it is!

Thanks for your comments! I&#039;ve been following and enjoying your blog for a few weeks now!

Boo]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jessica, I am not sure I agree with the growing up after having a child statement. You can&#8217;t tell me that a 14-15 year old child having a baby has grown up just because they have the responsibility that comes with having a baby. </p>
<p>As I said to Tim. He has a child, and he&#8217;s never going to grow up (and I do mean that in the nicest possible way) But do you get what I mean?? </p>
<p>I guess this post is more a reflection on how I viewed the world as I was a child. That being older would somehow make me feel different and that there would be an absolute difference between being a child/teenager and adult. Like day and night. </p>
<p>I love this font too! But not everyone can see it. You must be using window&#8217;s vista?? If people are running older systems they just get a default font which I have no control over. I do wish they could all see how awesome it is!</p>
<p>Thanks for your comments! I&#8217;ve been following and enjoying your blog for a few weeks now!</p>
<p>Boo</p>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
		<link>http://discoverboo.com/2009/01/growing-up/comment-page-1/#comment-581</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 20:50:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love the font on here, it&#039;s fantastic!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the font on here, it&#8217;s fantastic!</p>
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		<title>By: MB</title>
		<link>http://discoverboo.com/2009/01/growing-up/comment-page-1/#comment-579</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 17:44:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I dunno Boo.  I&#039;m still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

I think I&#039;ve told you this story before, but it applies.  When my friend Melissa turned 16, everyone asked the usual questions, &quot;How do you feel?  Do you feel grown up?  Do you FEEL 16?&quot;  And when her 70-something Grandma asked &quot;Do you feel any different?&quot; She replied, &quot;Grandma I still FEEL 15.&quot;

Her Granny leaned in and whispered, &quot;I&#039;ll tell you a secret.  So do I.&quot;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I dunno Boo.  I&#8217;m still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.</p>
<p>I think I&#8217;ve told you this story before, but it applies.  When my friend Melissa turned 16, everyone asked the usual questions, &#8220;How do you feel?  Do you feel grown up?  Do you FEEL 16?&#8221;  And when her 70-something Grandma asked &#8220;Do you feel any different?&#8221; She replied, &#8220;Grandma I still FEEL 15.&#8221;</p>
<p>Her Granny leaned in and whispered, &#8220;I&#8217;ll tell you a secret.  So do I.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
		<link>http://discoverboo.com/2009/01/growing-up/comment-page-1/#comment-575</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jessica]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 17:09:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For me, having a child turns you into that grown up.  There&#039;s nothing on earth we can be more responsible for.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For me, having a child turns you into that grown up.  There&#8217;s nothing on earth we can be more responsible for.</p>
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