<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/JD"><title>JD -- My Love, My Life - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/</link><description>All about my beautiful baby boy!</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/937478" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/898151" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/881343" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/795185" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/773333" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/756919" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/751955" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722720" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722249" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722248" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/937478"><title>Out of the Mouths of Babes</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/937478</link><description>JD: I love sand! 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Who can argue with that logic?</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/795185"><title>I am literally at my wit's end!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/795185</link><description>Someone save me! I love my son with all my heart and soul, but he is testing every last limit of my patience! He used to love veggies. Now he is refusing to eat them at all. This morning he refused to leave the toilet even though he didn't have to go. When I picked him up off the potty after half...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/773333"><title>I Love Him! I Really Do!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/773333</link><description>But if one more person tells me that they hope I can sleep like a baby, I will scratch their eyes out, stab them a billion times, and then shoot them for good measure! Babies do NOT sleep! At least mine doesn't! And neither do I -- for over three years now! (Pregnancy and his short life thus far...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/756919"><title>A Trip to the Emergency Room</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/756919</link><description>Not a fun way to spend my evening. As I was leaving the office, I got a call from my husband telling me to meet him at the ER. When I asked why, he said he thought JD swallowed a paperclip. I immediately start cursing the fact that I have to get to the ER in rush-hour traffic. I am trying to obey...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/751955"><title>My Son is in His Terrible Twos!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/751955</link><description>He is almost always a joy to be around. But he is deep into his terrible twos. His favorite word is "NO!" He is constantly defying us. We try not to spank him or yell at him, but we still do once in a while. I know he wants attention at the same time he is trying to show his independence. I try...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722720"><title>My Heart Has Been Kidnapped By This Guy!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722720</link><description /></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722249"><title>Thoughts: This Entry and the One Previous. Love my Boy!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722249</link><description>JD (arms outstretched to Mommy): Up? Mommy: I'm sorry hunny. Mommy can't pick you up. Mommy's back is really sore. JD (arms outstretched, slight pout): Up? Up? Mommy: Baby, I'm sorry. Mommy would love to bring you up, but Mommy's back is so sore! (hugs JD) JD (arms outstretched, pouting, slight...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722248"><title>My Smart Boy!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JD/722248</link><description>So this evening I go to my friends' house to pick up JD. Jerry and I are getting JD's things from Jerry's truck, and I let JD play with my keys to distract him from the fact he's no longer playing with the doggies my friends have. JD pushes the alarm set button on my key and hears my car beep. He...</description></item></rdf:RDF>