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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.5 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Fri, 30 Jul 2010 01:55:21 GMT--><rss xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><title>Qoutable Quotes</title><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/</link><description></description><lastBuildDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2010 00:29:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><copyright></copyright><language>en-US</language><generator>Squarespace Site Server v5.11.5 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</generator><item><title>"I don't kiss human girls!"</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2010 00:24:56 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2010/6/27/i-dont-kiss-human-girls.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:8118323</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>I hate to admit it, but Wil has not kissed me (his mommy) in over a  year.&nbsp; No kidding.&nbsp; I guess I shouldn't take it personally since he  recently told me that it's nothing personal, he just doesn't kiss human girls, but c'mon!&nbsp; I'm his MOMMY! Apparently, dogs, dads &amp; dudes are kiss-approved, but  as for girls (of the human kind) ... fuggedaboudit!﻿ I'm about ready to tell him I'm from Venus!</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-8118323.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"...because I don't want to drink that!"</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 20:25:52 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2009/8/24/because-i-dont-want-to-drink-that.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:4995023</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>This is what I heard from the other side of the lavatory door at Wil's recent doctor's visit.&nbsp; While Daddy was helping Wil to give his urine sample he began crying.&nbsp; John asked him what all the fuss was about&mdash;after all this was the easy part.&nbsp; Wil looked at the cup and then up at John then exclaimed, "I'm crying because I don't want to drink that!"&nbsp; As per Wil's overly literal interpretation of most situations: cups are for drinking!</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-4995023.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"I don't like to tell you this, but..."</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 00:19:34 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2009/6/28/i-dont-like-to-tell-you-this-but.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:4466026</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>This is how the boys deliver bad news these days. &nbsp;I don't know if it's intentional, but as far as I'm concerned it softens the blow, <em>regardless of what follows</em>. &nbsp;</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-4466026.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"Look! A limbo!"</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 00:08:55 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2009/6/28/look-a-limbo.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:4466014</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>As we were driving home from our visit to the Intrepid today we passed several limousines. &nbsp;Every time we saw another Wil would shout, "Look! A limbo!" &nbsp;Although I generally make an effort to gently correct their misspeak, I didn't have the heart to point this one out. With their vocabulary growing every day, these little word mix-ups rarely happen anymore and serve as a welcome reminder of their sweet innocence.</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-4466014.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"Good-bye! See you later!"</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 18:56:33 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2009/3/2/good-bye-see-you-later.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:3164066</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>If you've ever been lucky enough to be on the receiving end of Wil's good-bye ritual, you've undoubtedly heard these words ... in exactly this order.&nbsp; In fact, you know that he is meticulous in how he doles out his now famous good-bye.&nbsp; He never changes the order or skips a step .. never!&nbsp; It goes like this: kiss, hug, high-five, pound, air kiss, blow, "good-bye" and "see you later."&nbsp; It's enough to melt your heart!</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-3164066.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"Know how much I love you?"</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 15:11:58 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2009/3/2/know-how-much-i-love-you.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:3162346</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>Of the numerous questions my boys pose every day this is the one I never get tired of being asked.  "How much?", I inquire as I await one of their many expressions of love.  Some of my favorites are: as big as a shark's body; as long as our road; taller than Daddy; higher than the moon or wider than the gallaxy.  "That's a lot of love!" I always say.  They'll realize some day that nothing can quantify unconditional love, but for now I deeply (deeper than the ocean) appreciate their effort and creativity.</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-3162346.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"I am so JEALOUS that this car won't work!"</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 04:02:28 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2008/12/29/i-am-so-jealous-that-this-car-wont-work.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:2766886</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>Somewhere along the line Ty got the word "frustrated" mixed up with the word "jealous." So, for a brief while whenever he'd get mad about a toy malfunction or an early bedtime, instead of frustration, we'd get jealous. Very funny in the heat of the moment!</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-2766886.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"Can you fix my heart? It's broken from missing you."</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 15:38:55 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2008/7/14/can-you-fix-my-heart-its-broken-from-missing-you.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:1987831</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span>With Ty's shirt pulled up to reveal his heart, he spoke these sweet little words to me after I returned home from my annual girl's trip to Newport, Rhode Island.&nbsp; To be loved so deeply by a heart so true, is a blessing like none other.</span><br></p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-1987831.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"Mom, dogs don't talk."</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 02:36:37 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2008/6/10/mom-dogs-dont-talk.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:1899494</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>Wil is an incredibly literal child.&nbsp; In his gentle way he reminds us daily of the inaccuracies of our figurative speech.&nbsp; Like today, when I asked Wil to ask Jake if he wanted to go outside.&nbsp; He reminded me, that Jake couldn't answer him even if he asked.&nbsp; Wil also makes it a point to tell us when we've used the wrong label for something...cup instead of glass, blanket instead of bedspread, marker instead of pen and so on.&nbsp; I guess this could all get annoying someday, but for now it's cute and he keeps us on our toes...I mean feet!<br /></p>
]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/rss-comments-entry-1899494.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>"School didn't make me smart, I was just born that way."</title><dc:creator>Ang</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 02:29:51 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.adventuresinboyhood.net/quotable-quotes/2008/6/10/school-didnt-make-me-smart-i-was-just-born-that-way.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">207129:2276150:1899474</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>This was Ty's response after I finished praising him for a new song he had learned at school.&nbsp; Since getting him off to school can sometimes be a challenge, I like to remind him of how much he learns while there and how much he enjoys it despite the fuss he puts up before walking through the front door.&nbsp; Since we have at least 18 or so years left of the school experience, I can't tell him just yet that he's probably right: he was born that way.<br /></p>
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