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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://similac.com/community/boards/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Older Children</title><link>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/6.aspx</link><description /><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2008.5 SP2 (Build: 40407.4157)</generator><item><title>Re: Embarrasing comments</title><link>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/thread/929.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 16:16:16 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">acc0266e-1ded-4c2f-a019-bb85b48eedc2:929</guid><dc:creator>FarrellClanMom</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/thread/929.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=6&amp;PostID=929</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p&gt;HAHAH My 3 year old son was getting tired one day while out shopping with my bff and I.&amp;nbsp; We were in a debate over baskets for a gift we were putting in it and my son was in the cart calling me.&amp;nbsp;(He was right in front of me)&amp;nbsp; I repeatedly told him I was busy to hold on a second and I&amp;#39;d talk to him, he would say &amp;quot;ok&amp;quot; then 3 seconds later start the &amp;quot; mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy&amp;quot; all over again.&amp;nbsp; He apparently got tired of waiting and full on 2 hands grabbed my breasts right in the middle of the store.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say I was mortified, snapped at him in the process scaring the crap out of him unintentionally, buried his face in my chest&amp;nbsp;let out&amp;nbsp;the biggest silent laughter in history then apologized to him for scaring him but said it was very wrong what he did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description></item><item><title>Re: Embarrasing comments</title><link>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/thread/768.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 20:32:49 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">acc0266e-1ded-4c2f-a019-bb85b48eedc2:768</guid><dc:creator>jnjfischer50</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/thread/768.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=6&amp;PostID=768</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p&gt;My daughter used to always tell me, &amp;quot;Mommy, I don&amp;#39;t like that kid!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; They weren&amp;#39;t kids that she knew, they just looked different from us.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it was their skin color and sometimes it was just the color of their hair.&amp;nbsp; I told her that she doesn&amp;#39;t always have to like everybody, but it&amp;#39;s not nice to announce it that way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She also has a tendency to announce when she has to use the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; The worst one is when we&amp;#39;re walking through the store and she loudly announces, &amp;quot;Mommy, I have to poop!&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Mommy, I just farted.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description></item><item><title>Embarrasing comments</title><link>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/thread/737.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:39:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">acc0266e-1ded-4c2f-a019-bb85b48eedc2:737</guid><dc:creator>BabyNurse3</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/thread/737.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://similac.com/community/boards/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=6&amp;PostID=737</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p style="margin:0in 0in 0pt;line-height:normal;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mommy, that girl looks sloppy!&amp;rdquo; This is what my son yelled upon seeing a college student with day three hair, flip flops, and pajamas shopping for groceries. I turned to see if my husband was as embarrassed as I was and he was nowhere to be found. Turns out he sped off so as not to be associated with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Wingdings;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;mso-ascii-font-family:Arial;mso-hansi-font-family:Arial;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;;"&gt; What funny or embarrassing things have your children said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>