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<title><![CDATA[Feeling More Needy]]></title>
<link>http://youngatheartprincess.wordpress.com/?p=129</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 23:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Miyu</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Ever since I started school, I&#8217;ve been needing a daddy more and more. James won&#8217;t help m]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Ever since I started school, I've been needing a daddy more and more. James won't help me any with being a daddy, but I've been forcing him into it sort of because I've been so stressed. I never intentionally force him though, because as everyone knows you can't force anyone to do anything they don't want to do. But I have been wanting to be a baby more, probably because I can't be one during the day anymore. I always bring my koala teddy, kiwi, to school with me now, just to keep me from getting homesick (yes I get homesick easy). I've also been sucking my thumb in school without noticing much, but good thing no one has really noticed. I have told a few of my friends I have pacifiers and stuff, and they think it's pretty cool. </strong></p>
<p><strong>I have to get a procedure called an endoscopy on Monday, which is really scary. James won't even come with me, saying I would be asleep most of the time anyways. But what about before or after?! I will need him more than ever. Sometimes I wish he wasn't such a sissy, and would take care of me sometimes. He is the only person I rely on for comfort, and to help me feel better. Even if he doesn't act like a daddy, he still is my daddy to me. I really have to stop talking about this...is making me cry :(</strong></p>
<p><strong>I think that's about all I have to say for today, later I will write a new review for diapers, since I just bought cvs brand diapers. I already don't like them, no plastic backing LOL. Anyways, bye.</strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Lonely]]></title>
<link>http://ilikepurple.wordpress.com/?p=274</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 22:16:24 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ajdalzin</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ll make this real short
Mal, Dad, and I went to the Labor Day parade on Monday. We walked ar]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I'll make this real short</p>
<p>Mal, Dad, and I went to the Labor Day parade on Monday. We walked around downtown a bit before and after, too, and I took a ton of pictures, but that's not the point. All of the people watching the parade were on the side of the street in the shade, so we decided to go to the other side where there were empty benches and, actually, no people at all. When the parade started, Mal and I got bombarded with candy, and some guy came and gave us a bag for it. It was weird, but we figured out why we got so much more candy than everyone else. The parade people thought we had no friends and felt sorry for us!!! I'm not sure that's the real reason, but it's funny to think of it that way.</p>
<p>Don't think you get enough "Abby Time"? Apply for a day of your own. You've heard of Jane Day, Alice Day, and Vlada Day. Apply now to get your own day!*</p>
<p>*All applications come with a risk of rejection.</p>
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