<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post375486740050143680..comments</id><updated>2008-11-14T08:09:13.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Constance the 14,000th: Blabbermouth</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/feeds/375486740050143680/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html'/><author><name>Constance the 14,000th</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-4150992726820435028</id><published>2008-11-14T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:09:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe. The joys of having kiddos. I agree...duct ...</title><content type='html'>hehehe. The joys of having kiddos. &lt;BR/&gt;I agree...duct tape. lol.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/4150992726820435028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/4150992726820435028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html?showComment=1226678940000#c4150992726820435028' title=''/><author><name>Jiff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12442961276465790792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16507592782225788630'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-375486740050143680' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/posts/default/375486740050143680' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-1879731021665787799</id><published>2008-11-13T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:04:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"it's all true. but how do we get her to keep it t...</title><content type='html'>"it's all true. but how do we get her to keep it to herself?????"&lt;BR/&gt;-Duct tape. =)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/1879731021665787799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/1879731021665787799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html?showComment=1226624640000#c1879731021665787799' title=''/><author><name>Constance the 32nd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07776243660067236625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-375486740050143680' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/posts/default/375486740050143680' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-1306881794192847489</id><published>2008-11-13T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:37:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, but you gotta love the, even if you can't shut...</title><content type='html'>Ah, but you gotta love the, even if you can't shut them up!  My DD talks incessantly, and I'm always worried that she's going to spill the beans on me to my ILs.  I've tried disguising who I'm speaking about in front of her, but I've about run out of descriptions that she can't figure out.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I guess that's one of the conundrums in life: you want your kids to learn to talk, but you really don't want them speaking.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/1306881794192847489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/1306881794192847489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html?showComment=1226623020000#c1306881794192847489' title=''/><author><name>Constance the Traveled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16926630360890241296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-375486740050143680' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/posts/default/375486740050143680' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-5613442071173746127</id><published>2008-11-13T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:47:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the same problem. One day I forgot to lock ...</title><content type='html'>I have the same problem. One day I forgot to lock the door when I was in the shower. My 3-year-old walked in the bathroom and climbed in the shower with me (he was fully clothed too). Later that week he was in the car with my in-laws for a long drive. Apparently he felt the need to tell everyone in the car at at every stop they made about mommy being naked in the shower. I wanted to die. I have absolutely no idea how to get him to keep things to himself!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/5613442071173746127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/375486740050143680/comments/default/5613442071173746127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html?showComment=1226612820000#c5613442071173746127' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oldest-daughter-loves-to-talk.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-375486740050143680' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697883944591177621/posts/default/375486740050143680' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>