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	<title>Comments on: All my life&#8217;s a circle (Part VIII)</title>
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		<title>By: Aunt Becky</title>
		<link>http://creatingmotherhood.com/2009/12/24/all-my-lifes-a-circle-part-viii/#comment-52664</link>
		<dc:creator>Aunt Becky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 22:15:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dude. You were WAY too cute. Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas! I don&#039;t remember my first birthday and I&#039;m starting to forget how old I am. I have to have The Daver or Ben remind me otherwise I&#039;d be all &quot;uh, uh, uh, uh&quot; and look as though I was trying to lie, when really, I&#039;m just an idiot.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dude. You were WAY too cute. Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas! I don&#8217;t remember my first birthday and I&#8217;m starting to forget how old I am. I have to have The Daver or Ben remind me otherwise I&#8217;d be all &#8220;uh, uh, uh, uh&#8221; and look as though I was trying to lie, when really, I&#8217;m just an idiot.</p>
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		<title>By: Clemency</title>
		<link>http://creatingmotherhood.com/2009/12/24/all-my-lifes-a-circle-part-viii/#comment-52649</link>
		<dc:creator>Clemency</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 09:44:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happy Birthday Cali! It&#039;s been a long time between blog comments, sorry. I hope your day was lovely. 

It&#039;s hard to sort out the real memories from the fake ones you think you have after looking at the old photos. But I think the first birthday I remember is my eighth, when i&#039;d just seen the musical Annie onstage, and it was the first live musical I&#039;d ever seen, and I was OBSESSED with it, the soundtrack I had on cassette and the notion of being an orphan for real. So at my 8th party it was fancy dress and I went, naturally, as Annie...only my Mum is not exactly a stickler for realism and the only wig she could find was black. So I looked more like baby Michael Jackson in drag than Little Orphan Annie. But I was too dumb to care.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday Cali! It&#8217;s been a long time between blog comments, sorry. I hope your day was lovely. </p>
<p>It&#8217;s hard to sort out the real memories from the fake ones you think you have after looking at the old photos. But I think the first birthday I remember is my eighth, when i&#8217;d just seen the musical Annie onstage, and it was the first live musical I&#8217;d ever seen, and I was OBSESSED with it, the soundtrack I had on cassette and the notion of being an orphan for real. So at my 8th party it was fancy dress and I went, naturally, as Annie&#8230;only my Mum is not exactly a stickler for realism and the only wig she could find was black. So I looked more like baby Michael Jackson in drag than Little Orphan Annie. But I was too dumb to care.</p>
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		<title>By: nancy</title>
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		<dc:creator>nancy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 23:12:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>a poncho with fringe, eh? You were H.O.T.!!! :)

Happy birthday. I don&#039;t have the energy to remember the first birthday I remember, so I&#039;ll just skip out on that question. But I just had to comment back to you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a poncho with fringe, eh? You were H.O.T.!!! <img src='http://creatingmotherhood.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Happy birthday. I don&#8217;t have the energy to remember the first birthday I remember, so I&#8217;ll just skip out on that question. But I just had to comment back to you!</p>
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		<title>By: Val</title>
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		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 15:35:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The first birthday I remember was either my 7th or 8th birthday, but I think it was my 8th.  Two things happened.  One, I had a small party, which being a summer baby did not happen often.  The neighborhood kids came and Mom made cupcakes.  The second thing that happened is why I cannot remember if it was my 7th or 8th birthday.  My right pinky finger was wrapped in medical dressings.  Two days before my 7th birthday, I had the numb from my 6th finger removed from the middle joint of my pinky finger (I was born with 12 fingers).  On my 8th birthday, I had stitches on the same finger from a &quot;baby corn on the cob peeling incident&quot;.  Boy, the leaves on a baby corn husk are razor sharp!  (We lived next to a corn field.  Playing with baby corn was fun!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first birthday I remember was either my 7th or 8th birthday, but I think it was my 8th.  Two things happened.  One, I had a small party, which being a summer baby did not happen often.  The neighborhood kids came and Mom made cupcakes.  The second thing that happened is why I cannot remember if it was my 7th or 8th birthday.  My right pinky finger was wrapped in medical dressings.  Two days before my 7th birthday, I had the numb from my 6th finger removed from the middle joint of my pinky finger (I was born with 12 fingers).  On my 8th birthday, I had stitches on the same finger from a &#8220;baby corn on the cob peeling incident&#8221;.  Boy, the leaves on a baby corn husk are razor sharp!  (We lived next to a corn field.  Playing with baby corn was fun!)</p>
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		<title>By: geohde</title>
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		<dc:creator>geohde</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 10:26:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Geepers. I&#039;d be well into double digits in age before I have a birthday memory.

I&#039;m not dementing, I think, it&#039;s just that I&#039;ve never been in a family where birthdays were a big deal.

And then I married a man who forgets it completely, too, so I am thirty FOREVER. Hah. (Okay, yes, there is a something at the end of my age, too)

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Geepers. I&#8217;d be well into double digits in age before I have a birthday memory.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m not dementing, I think, it&#8217;s just that I&#8217;ve never been in a family where birthdays were a big deal.</p>
<p>And then I married a man who forgets it completely, too, so I am thirty FOREVER. Hah. (Okay, yes, there is a something at the end of my age, too)</p>
<p>g</p>
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		<title>By: v</title>
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		<dc:creator>v</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 05:55:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happy Birthday!!!</description>
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		<title>By: Kristin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kristin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 23:04:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happy Birthday Calli.  My first real birthday memory is when I was 6.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday Calli.  My first real birthday memory is when I was 6.</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 20:35:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! (Sorry my internet cut out while I was composing last comment and I got all turned around about what I had and hadn&#039;t written in my comment.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! (Sorry my internet cut out while I was composing last comment and I got all turned around about what I had and hadn&#8217;t written in my comment.)</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 20:29:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first birthday memory is from my fifth birthday. My family used to go camping every summer with two other families, and it was the night of my birthday, in July, after dark and the kids were all sitting together at a picnic table hanging out. All of a sudden, every said, &quot;Lisa, Lisa, look over there!&quot; And I looked over and my dad was standing there with a two-wheeled bicycle in favorite color, blue! My first and and one of my favorite birthday memories.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first birthday memory is from my fifth birthday. My family used to go camping every summer with two other families, and it was the night of my birthday, in July, after dark and the kids were all sitting together at a picnic table hanging out. All of a sudden, every said, &#8220;Lisa, Lisa, look over there!&#8221; And I looked over and my dad was standing there with a two-wheeled bicycle in favorite color, blue! My first and and one of my favorite birthday memories.</p>
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