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	<title>Comments on: Wide Eyes</title>
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	<description>No deep thoughts here...try somewhere else.</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 19:19:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Queen Kelley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Queen Kelley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 03:39:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And reading thoughts like this from you makes me think of things I usually try not to dwell on--mainly that our girls are growing up every single day, and that innocence that we love so much is fading slowly. The hope I have, though, is that we are instilling in them the truth that you can view the world with wide eyes no matter how old you are. Heck, I still get excited about a bird at my feeder or a piece of chocolate. There's always room for that innocent delight if we let it in, no matter what life throws at us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And reading thoughts like this from you makes me think of things I usually try not to dwell on&#8211;mainly that our girls are growing up every single day, and that innocence that we love so much is fading slowly. The hope I have, though, is that we are instilling in them the truth that you can view the world with wide eyes no matter how old you are. Heck, I still get excited about a bird at my feeder or a piece of chocolate. There&#8217;s always room for that innocent delight if we let it in, no matter what life throws at us.</p>
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