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	<title>Comments on: Deep Pockets</title>
	<link>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/</link>
	<description>Welcome to the home of Beta Mum - who lacks the lifestyle and perfectionist tendencies of Alpha Mummy, but rubs along pretty well most of the time</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 22:36:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: spymum</title>
		<link>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-152</link>
		<dc:creator>spymum</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 07:46:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-152</guid>
		<description>I love the bit about his habit for tree felling!  &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; the bit about where you get your parking cash -  me too!! (Well, not &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; sofa, obviously!)

I have been longing for a girl for ages, but reading your post really brings home how wonderful boys are.  Thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the bit about his habit for tree felling!  <i>And</i> the bit about where you get your parking cash -  me too!! (Well, not <i>your</i> sofa, obviously!)</p>
<p>I have been longing for a girl for ages, but reading your post really brings home how wonderful boys are.  Thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Mutterings &#38; Meanderings</title>
		<link>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-149</link>
		<dc:creator>Mutterings &#38; Meanderings</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 20:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-149</guid>
		<description>He has all the things boys - and tomboys - should have. I had penknives. I made bows and arrows with them...

My little sister was a devil for dumping food she didn't want when she was small. I once went to put on my long riding boots which were in the bottom of the pantry. There was something soggy and unpleasant in the bottom of one of them ... a piece of fish. She still doesn't eat fish.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>He has all the things boys - and tomboys - should have. I had penknives. I made bows and arrows with them&#8230;</p>
<p>My little sister was a devil for dumping food she didn&#8217;t want when she was small. I once went to put on my long riding boots which were in the bottom of the pantry. There was something soggy and unpleasant in the bottom of one of them &#8230; a piece of fish. She still doesn&#8217;t eat fish.</p>
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		<title>By: dulwichmum</title>
		<link>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-147</link>
		<dc:creator>dulwichmum</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 16:32:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-147</guid>
		<description>This all sounds very sweet actually.  My baby boy is not really a baby anymore, he has lost his puppy fat and is stretching into a boy. I am really enjoying him now and looking forward to the man he will become.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This all sounds very sweet actually.  My baby boy is not really a baby anymore, he has lost his puppy fat and is stretching into a boy. I am really enjoying him now and looking forward to the man he will become.</p>
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		<title>By: Beta Mum</title>
		<link>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-146</link>
		<dc:creator>Beta Mum</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 11:31:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-146</guid>
		<description>It's his Dad who constantly gives him dangerous things - he has cap guns, bows and arrows, a catapult, a darts board (with proper darts, not the magnetic kind), countless swords (both wooden and plastic) which used to spend most of their time on the top of the kitchen dresser having been confiscated after he whacked his sister with them.
His Swiss Army Knife is post-The Book, but he did have a small penknife before then.
When he takes it out with him I constantly harangue him with "where's your penknife?" type questions.
I think he lost the catapult on the beach yesterday - but don't tell his Dad.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s his Dad who constantly gives him dangerous things - he has cap guns, bows and arrows, a catapult, a darts board (with proper darts, not the magnetic kind), countless swords (both wooden and plastic) which used to spend most of their time on the top of the kitchen dresser having been confiscated after he whacked his sister with them.<br />
His Swiss Army Knife is post-The Book, but he did have a small penknife before then.<br />
When he takes it out with him I constantly harangue him with &#8220;where&#8217;s your penknife?&#8221; type questions.<br />
I think he lost the catapult on the beach yesterday - but don&#8217;t tell his Dad.</p>
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		<title>By: Omega Mummy</title>
		<link>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-145</link>
		<dc:creator>Omega Mummy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 11:18:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.cathykeir.co.uk/blog/deep-pockets/#comment-145</guid>
		<description>I like the way you've given him a penknife. Is this post-'Dangerous Book for boys..' or were you a vanguard parent. And how does he manage not to lose it?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I like the way you&#8217;ve given him a penknife. Is this post-&#8217;Dangerous Book for boys..&#8217; or were you a vanguard parent. And how does he manage not to lose it?</p>
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