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	<title>Comments on: Recent Gavin Comments</title>
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		<title>By: Michelle</title>
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		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 14:34:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>He thinks that everything needs batteries.  So silly!</description>
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		<title>By: Mom</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 13:12:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Miguel, Sindy, Gavin and I were at church last Sunday.  Sindy took along some paper and crayons so she and Gavin 
wouldn&#039;t get bored.  I happened to look down and see that Gavin had chosen a white crayon from the box.  He wrote
on the paper with it, looked at the paper, then back at the crayon clearly trying to figure out why he did not see
any marks on the paper.  He tried it again and once again he looked at the paper and then back at the crayon.  All of
sudden he looked up thrusting the crayon towards me and said &quot;need batteries-don&#039;twork!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Miguel, Sindy, Gavin and I were at church last Sunday.  Sindy took along some paper and crayons so she and Gavin<br />
wouldn&#8217;t get bored.  I happened to look down and see that Gavin had chosen a white crayon from the box.  He wrote<br />
on the paper with it, looked at the paper, then back at the crayon clearly trying to figure out why he did not see<br />
any marks on the paper.  He tried it again and once again he looked at the paper and then back at the crayon.  All of<br />
sudden he looked up thrusting the crayon towards me and said &#8220;need batteries-don&#8217;twork!&#8221;</p>
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