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    <title>Kids Say</title>
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    <dc:creator>mommy@sillywoppat.com</dc:creator>
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    <dc:date>2008-05-16T20:14:00-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>A Joke From Sebastian</title>
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      <description>A girl and a guy go out to dinner together and while they are there, the guy tells a funny joke.&amp;nbsp; The girl thinks the joke is absolutely hilarious and exclaims, &#8220;LOL!&#8221; 


&#8220;LOL?&#8221; the boy asks.&amp;nbsp; &#8220;Did you REALLY just say L &#45; O &#45; L ?&amp;nbsp; That&#8217;s chat speak and we&#8217;re sitting face to face!&#8221;


The girl shrugs and asks, &#8220;What&#8217;s the big deal?&amp;nbsp; I thought it was funny.&#8221;


&#8220;Yeah,&#8221; the guy says, &#8220;But you don&#8217;t SAY LOL, you DO it when you&#8217;re with someone.&amp;nbsp; I don&#8217;t know if I can date someone who&#8217;s so out of touch with reality.&#8221;


The girl gets angry and crosses her arms over her chest before saying, &#8220;Does this mean you&#8217;re going to make me pay for dinner?&#8221;


The boy thinks about it a minute then says, &#8220;Well, I had considered it, but I doubt they accept Pay Pal here.&#8221;</description>
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      <dc:date>2008-05-16T19:14:00-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Easter Egg Madness</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/easter_egg_madness/</link>
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      <description>I asked Devon if he&#8217;d ask the neighbor for an egg so I could make a pineapple&#45;upside&#45;down cake to bring to the Easter dinner to which we were invited.&amp;nbsp; The irony in this is that I had 4 dozen eggs (no joke) in the fridge, but all of them were hard boiled and dyed funny colors.&amp;nbsp; Devon was very willing to go, which made me wonder what he was up to so I asked.


&#8220;Oh, this is going to be good,&#8221; he said excitedly.&amp;nbsp; &#8220;I&#8217;m going to knock on the door and say, &#8220;My mother is baking a cake.&amp;nbsp; May I please have an egg?&#8221;  When they come back with an egg I&#8217;m going to take it, and right in front of them smash the egg against the side of their house on purpose.&amp;nbsp; Then I&#8217;m going to right away ask, &#8220;So hey, may I please have one for my mom, now?&quot;&#8221;


I almost peed myself laughing.&amp;nbsp; I would have paid to see him do it, but I&#8217;m pretty sure if he had, we wouldn&#8217;t be allowed to borrow eggs ever again.&amp;nbsp; He came back with one egg and no one called to complain, so I&#8217;m assuming he didn&#8217;t actually do it.&amp;nbsp; I hope.</description>
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      <dc:date>2008-03-23T11:01:00-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Sick Singing</title>
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      <description>Jenica is home sick today.&amp;nbsp; She&#8217;s had a bad tummy ache and has been throwing up.&amp;nbsp; This doesn&#8217;t stop her incessantly cheerful singing, though.&amp;nbsp; Right now she&#8217;s at her computer merrily humming and singing.&amp;nbsp; Some of it is nonsensical, though I&#8217;m catching snippets of her song here and there.&amp;nbsp; The most recent lyrics?&amp;nbsp; &#8220;La la la.&amp;nbsp; My tummy hurts.&amp;nbsp; My throw up is a little green!&#8221;</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2007-10-10T19:01:00-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>I&#8217;ve Got the Whole World&#8230; in my arms&#8230;</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/ive_got_the_whole_world_in_my_arms/</link>
      <guid>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/ive_got_the_whole_world_in_my_arms/#When:09:12:01Z</guid>
      <description>Jenica recently drew a series of pictures featuring me (well, and mostly her, but I was in them, too.)  There were different poses.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we were standing. Sometimes we were sitting.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we were doing various tasks together around the house or yard.&amp;nbsp; In every single picture, my arms were humongous&#45;long.&amp;nbsp; Now, if all of Jenica&#8217;s people had extendo&#45;gadget&#45;arms, I&#8217;d just assume that was her drawing style, but no, just mine.&amp;nbsp; When I asked her about it, this was her reply:


&#8220;You have to have long arms, Mommy.&amp;nbsp; You have to wrap them around everyone when you hug.&#8221;</description>
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      <dc:date>2007-09-25T09:12:01-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>On Spanking</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/on_spanking/</link>
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      <description>&#8220;I don&#8217;t believe in spanking.&amp;nbsp; I think kids should get a good clock to the ear, instead.&#8221;


Sebastian, age 10</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2007-09-03T03:00:01-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Mom&#8217;s Gonna Kill You!</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/moms_gonna_kill_you/</link>
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      <description>Yesterday, we went on the Skunk Train, in Ft. Bragg.&amp;nbsp; I overheard a little girl tell her brother who was leaning out of the train car, &#8220;Be careful! If you fall out and die, Mom&#8217;s gonna kill you!&#8221;</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2007-07-12T22:06:00-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Erm&#8230; Yes?</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/erm_yes/</link>
      <guid>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/erm_yes/#When:06:29:01Z</guid>
      <description>Jenica:&amp;nbsp; Can a mommy who&#8217;s married kiss her daddy?


I think that was the question.&amp;nbsp; She asked it several ways in different wording, each more confusing than the last.&amp;nbsp; Finally, I assured her that daughters are allowed to kiss their daddies forever and ever even if they are grown up or married or have boyfriends or have kids of their own.&amp;nbsp; That seemed to ease her mind a great deal.</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2007-02-06T06:29:01-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Kung Fu</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/kung_fu/</link>
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      <description>Jenica was curled up watching a movie with Daddy when a big fight scene broke out where the combatants busted out their best eastern fight moves.&amp;nbsp; Jenica turned to her dad and said solemnly, &#8220;Daddy? I don&#8217;t know Kung Fu.&#8221;


After his initial shock, he smiled and patted her and promised, &#8220;We&#8217;ll work on that.&amp;nbsp; Especially before you start dating.&#8221;</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2006-12-21T04:37:00-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Our Own Chat Channel</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/our_own_chat_channel/</link>
      <guid>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/our_own_chat_channel/#When:11:46:01Z</guid>
      <description>We were all sitting at our computers playing our own separate games in our cool new home computer lab when Devon farted really loudly.&amp;nbsp; Like.&amp;nbsp; An unholy noise that could only come from the depths of hell itself.&amp;nbsp; The following dialog ensued. Aloud, mind you.


Me: OMFG! Devon!

Jenica: Ew! 

Devon: Noobs!

Me: WTF, Devon? Uber gross.

Devon: LOL

Jenica: LOL

Me: ROFLMAO

Devon: Ew, That was bad.&amp;nbsp; I guess I modded my fart.

Me: HAXXOR!

Devon: ROFL

Me: LMAO

Jenica: LOL

Sebastian: STFU SPAMMERS!


Hm&#8230; maybe it&#8217;s time to&#8230; step&#8230; away&#8230; from the computers&#8230;</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2006-12-11T11:46:01-08:00</dc:date>
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      <title>Holey Beads, Batman!</title>
      <link>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/holey_beads_batman/</link>
      <guid>http://sillywoppat.com/kids/index.php/weblog/holey_beads_batman/#When:21:32:00Z</guid>
      <description>Jenica:&amp;nbsp; Your beads are getting old, Mommy.&amp;nbsp; I can tell because they have holes in them.</description>
      <dc:subject></dc:subject>
      <dc:date>2006-12-06T21:32:00-08:00</dc:date>
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