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  <title>It's a Cheetah dammit!</title>
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  <published>2008-11-01T16:40:10Z</published>
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08, the weather was perfect for the world's fastest land mammal. 
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  <title>dusting</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-10-13T06:01:21Z</published>
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First snow of the winter (oops! Autumn just started) on our way to Black Butte Ranch crossing the mountain pass at 4800 ft.  SNOW!  It is cold, man!
Great weekend!  More photos to come.
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  <title>today</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-10-04T06:33:09Z</published>
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register to vote!  today!
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  <title>waiting</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-10-02T21:37:46Z</published>
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This is my boy.  I love him so.  He loves pizza, soccer, his stuffed monkey, and monkey bars.  He hates wars.  He knows when people are patronizing him. He is shy when you first meet him.
 I want him to be safe always and to be accepted for who ever he is... There are many people in our country who want everyone to fit into their nice tidy box and to follow exactly their rules...

 Your vote matters, please use it wisely.
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  <title>waiting</title>
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  <published>2008-10-02T21:37:43Z</published>
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This is my boy.  I love him so.  He loves pizza, soccer, his stuffed monkey, and monkey bars.  He hates wars.  He knows when people are patronizing him. He is shy when you first meet him.
 I want him to be safe always and to be accepted for who ever he is... There are many people in our country who want everyone to fit into their nice tidy box and to follow exactly their rules...

 Your vote matters, please use it wisely.
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  <title>labels</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-09-27T04:48:38Z</published>
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just trying out a new idea on the street.  Need we label each other?  What a great group of people out today!
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  <title>crop out the coach!!</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-09-20T22:05:37Z</published>
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Sometimes when I fret over the lack of work...I just think that there will never be another time in my life I will ever be able to coach my son's first soccer team.  I guess everything happens for a reason...every day with him is a gift!
On the other hand...i cropped myself out!!! Geez I look like I am 50 or something!
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  <title>crop out the coach!!</title>
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Sometimes when I fret over the lack of work...I just think that there will never be another time in my life I will ever be able to coach my son's first soccer team.  I guess everything happens for a reason...every day with him is a gift!
On the other hand...i cropped myself out!!! Geez I look like I am 50 or something!
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  <title>pals</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-09-14T12:55:03Z</published>
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Eli has a group of friends who he spent his preschool years with and when they get together, they just fall into place as best pals...so fun and silly and themselves.
Nice day with Malcolm and family at their Bryce Vineyard.  The boys ran among the pinot noir grapes and ate the grapes off the ground. The  Beautiful moon rise and sunset were treats.
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  <title>sleep deprivation</title>
  <author><name>elismom</name></author>
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  <published>2008-09-12T18:05:44Z</published>
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One way to get a boy out of bed in the morning (or get him mad).
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