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  <title>Arthur's Very Own Blog</title>
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  <updated>2006-08-25T00:52:49Z</updated>
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    <title>Kitty!</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T00:52:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I saw my kitty last night before I went to sleepies.  I forgot we had a kitty.  I think her name's Baxter, but Daddy calls her Dogfood.  That's a stupid name :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baxter made me laugh by walking on the headboard.  She likes it when I pull her tail, 'cuz she doesn't make the funny noise Che does.  Then she ran under my crib 'cuz the doggies chased her.  Bad doggies!  It will be a long time before I see my kitty again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's sad 'cuz I want to hang on things to help me stand up.  I can stand now.  Next stop, world domination... bwahahaha!  Oops, I mean, goo goo?</content>
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    <title>Revenge is Great.. I Mean, Coo?</title>
    <published>2006-08-23T05:09:22Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Mommy screaming "ow ow ow"!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ha ha ha!  Mommy had to get shots at the doctor's today.  The nurse stuck Mommy in the arm with the sharp pointy thing (cuz Mommy's legs were too big) and I laughed.  It was better than the time the dogs were playing and Che climbed on Austin's back and hopped up and down, over and over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it the best when Mommy said "ow ow ow".  It's my favoritest sound.  I make her do it a lot when I pull her pretty hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had pasketti for dinner tonight.  It was good, and the dogs licked my hands and face clean.  That tickled!  After that, I had cookies.  I love cookies, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy.  I think I'll pull Mommy's hair until she says "ow", then go night-night :)</content>
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    <title>Daddy's Work is Fun!</title>
    <published>2006-08-21T20:55:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I had to go to work with Daddy while my Mommy went to school.  I love going to Daddy's work.  I get picked up and carried around wherever I want, and I get lots of cookies.  Uncle Dom spoils me rotten!  I made a poopie, though.  Two nice ladies that work with Daddy were brave enough to change me.  It wasn't as stinky as usual.  The really gross poopies I save for Mommy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and my Uncle Dom didn't let me in the room with all of the big blinky things I like.  I tried, oh how I tried.  They were afraid I would play with plugs or drool on the blinkies.  Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doggies are stupid.  They killed one of my friends, the one Mommy calls a giant microbe.  I just call him Yeasty.  Or, I used to, anyway- I'll miss Yeasty :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mommy?  I just made you a "present".  Come and see it!  It's cool, but it's a little smelly.</content>
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    <title>Swimmies!</title>
    <published>2006-08-21T01:32:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Mommy took me, my sissies Emma and Allie, and Emma's friend to the pool today.  I like Emma's friend.  She's cute.  She likes me, too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at all of the cute girls at the pool.  Girls like me, and who wouldn't?  I splashed and splashed at everyone there.  And no, I didn't get to put the "P" in pool.  Swim diapers are no fun :(  I got tired, so Mommy gave me my ba-ba and let me take a nap at the pool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I woke up to play with Daddy while Mommy and my big brother went to the store.  Daddy doesn't play much, so I tried to play with his toy, that laptop thingy he has.  Daddy doesn't like that too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired from being cute all day.  I hope I get something yummy for dinner, like a ton of cookies.  Knowing Mommy, I have to eat veggies.  Guess who gets to clean the walls tonight ;)</content>
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