<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:41:33.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-116908023064506755</id><published>2007-01-17T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:30:42.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bus crash</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago me and a couple of friends where  in a bus crash. It happend right outside of the school. Everybody is OK,but some people went to the hospital  but everybody was OK. The bus fell into a ditch and went on it's side. We had to fill out forms and all kinds of stuff. So now you know that I was in a bus crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-116908023064506755?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/116908023064506755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=116908023064506755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/116908023064506755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/116908023064506755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2007/01/bus-crash.html' title='The bus crash'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-116277701647756842</id><published>2006-11-05T17:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:14:14.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween on horses</title><content type='html'>At the horse back riding farm,we had to wear our costumes.We wore our costumes and dressed up our ponies. Then we had a contest to see whose was the best. Then Pam (the owner) put out wrapped presents. We went from shortest to tallest to pick out a present. When everybody got their presents we sat down and opened what we got. I got a bag with horses. Then we split up and did some activites. After that we ate. Then we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-116277701647756842?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/116277701647756842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=116277701647756842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/116277701647756842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/116277701647756842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween-on-horses.html' title='Halloween on horses'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-115801027383673732</id><published>2006-09-11T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T11:06:35.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad by Tess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7877/461/1600/240882120_bf30e3d270.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7877/461/200/240882120_bf30e3d270.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my famous salad recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinach salad&lt;br /&gt;Dried cranberries/raisins&lt;br /&gt;Feta cheese&lt;br /&gt;Clementine oranges&lt;br /&gt;Sliced bananas&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry vinagrette dressing&lt;br /&gt;Pine nuts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-115801027383673732?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/115801027383673732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=115801027383673732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/115801027383673732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/115801027383673732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2006/09/salad-by-tess.html' title='Salad by Tess'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-115357590085882007</id><published>2006-07-22T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T17:58:56.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston+ Canada</title><content type='html'>Today we are hedding up to Boston. The ride took about 5 to 6 hours. When we got there the name of the hotel was the Marriot. My dad parked the car. Then we unpacked the car and  brought all of it in our hotel room. After that we went swimming.That was very fun. Next,we went down to the resturant. We had clam chowder,bread,ceaser salad,and hot fudge sundes. It was very good!Then we went back upstairs to our room.We watched some TV then went to bed. When we got up my dad left early to go to a meeting.We went to this carnivel. When we got back me my mom ,my brother ,and I went to go get lunch.I got a tuna sandwich. Then my dad got back. We went swimming,and my mom went in the hottub. After that we went to the dinner. I got clam chowder my brother and my mom got pizza. My dad got a salad.  We bacicly did the same thing each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we woke up we heard that there was a storm coming.  My mom and dad suprised me and my bother by going to........Canada! We went to the part of Canada were the people speak french. We went threw the custems check point. After that we went to the hotel that we where going to stay at. We unloaded are stuff out of our car and brout it into the hotel. The hotels name was Sanman. It was getting late. We had dinner and went to bed. When we woke up we went swimming. That was fun! After that we went on the subway. We went to this big circle on the circle there was a pool. We went swimming there for a hour. Then right across the street was a 7 elven. We got slushies. Then we went back on the subway. We headed back to the hotel. We got dinner and went to bed. When we got up in the morning we packed our bags and headed out the door. We went threw the coustems cheak again. Then we went back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-115357590085882007?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/115357590085882007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=115357590085882007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/115357590085882007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/115357590085882007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2006/07/boston-canada.html' title='Boston+ Canada'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-113097995543742707</id><published>2005-11-02T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T05:29:13.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horseback Riding</title><content type='html'>Today I went to horseback riding. I rode a horse named Marquee. I know howto canter. Marquee is really fast and hard to stop. I know how to do everything to tack him up. He is tan and he has a stripe on his back. He has a white pastern on one leg. He has a long tail and his mane is the color of his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the pony club. There is a picnic for only pony club members on Sunday. We have church right before that and I have to bring something to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-113097995543742707?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/113097995543742707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=113097995543742707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/113097995543742707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/113097995543742707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2005/11/horseback-riding.html' title='Horseback Riding'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-112557576020042042</id><published>2005-08-13T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:42:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>My birthday party was today i got lots of presents. My cousins gave me a drum set,but my mom is not very happy. It was at my neighbor's house down the street. They have a big pool. We did races in it and fun stuff. That was like 30 people there mostly kids and Tucker had his on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had this Fresh Air Fund kid named Zavier. He came from New York and stayed for 10 days. We went swimming with him at my babysitter's house and we went to Liberty Science Center and we saw the Health Center. There was a thing that showed how many cigarettes you would smoke if you smoke a pack a day for a year. It was a      ! We saw a healthy lung and we saw a dirty lung from smoking cigarettes. It was gross! I will never smoke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-112557576020042042?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/112557576020042042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=112557576020042042' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/112557576020042042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/112557576020042042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-birthday-party.html' title='My Birthday Party'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-112329198206999640</id><published>2005-08-05T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:55:26.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>My birthday is in five days and I'm going to have a pool party. I'm inviting lots of people. And there is going to be a band. We're going to have pizza and cake.We went swimming and had lots of fun. Then my mom called us for pizzia. Next we had cake and had a celebration. After that we went back in the pool.As you can see I had a fun time at my birthday party.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    P.S. My brother and me had to share a party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-112329198206999640?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/112329198206999640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=112329198206999640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/112329198206999640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/112329198206999640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-112329159100967126</id><published>2005-08-05T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:26:31.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baseball Game</title><content type='html'>We went to go see a baseball game in Philadelphia. We were in the fifth row. We were rooting for the Cubs, but they lost because all the Phillies players were on the bases and the catcher dropped the ball and the player on third base ran to home and the Phillies won. We saw the Philly Phanatic. He was green and he looked like an anteater. He's funny. We got an ice, and french fries and pizza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-112329159100967126?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/112329159100967126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=112329159100967126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/112329159100967126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/112329159100967126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2005/08/baseball-game.html' title='The Baseball Game'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-111615821490108753</id><published>2005-05-15T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:16:30.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Canoe Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went on a canoe trip and we saw lots of birds. And daddy saw lots of fish, a big fish and there were helicopters from the tree that we tried to catch. We saw geese and they squawked at us. We went canoeing under a tree. I liked the part when we stopped at the little waterfall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-111615821490108753?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/111615821490108753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=111615821490108753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/111615821490108753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/111615821490108753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-canoe-trip.html' title='My Canoe Trip'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-110471409050596464</id><published>2005-01-02T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T17:42:40.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Famous Dog</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a dog. He lived with a person named Tom. One day, he ran away. And he ran to this big city. And he ran in this big building and snuck in. He walked in this room and he hid behind a tv because he heard a person in the hall.The person came into the room and the dog heard him talking about a show. The dog whimpered because he did not want to be in the show. But the man heard the dog. So the man walked over and looked behind the tv and geuss what he saw?The dog! And he picked him up and the next day he was on the dog show! But the next day Tom was watching the dog show and geuss what he saw? He saw his dog! So he got in his car as fast as he could and he drove to the city and he found the building. He got out of his car and he ran in the show room. He was just in time.The show just ended. The person came out of the curtains and Tom said "that is my dog!" And so the famous person said "This dog is really famous! He should be on a show a lot." So Tom said "OK. I will bring him back on Tuesday." So they lived happily ever after. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-110471409050596464?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/110471409050596464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=110471409050596464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/110471409050596464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/110471409050596464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2005/01/famous-dog.html' title='The Famous Dog'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-110131379863802377</id><published>2004-11-24T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T08:29:58.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The  Little Peanut</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time a girl wanted a peanut.So she went to the peanut bag. And got a peanut and the peanut that she got was a talking peanut. And the girl  was socked.The peanut started to talk he said please do not eat me. The girl said why you are a peanut. Everbody likes peanuts inlas they are alirgk she siad.So she ate him and she lived happly ever after.P.S.but the peanut did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-110131379863802377?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/110131379863802377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=110131379863802377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/110131379863802377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/110131379863802377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/11/little-peanut.html' title='The  Little Peanut'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-110095610083289674</id><published>2004-11-20T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T05:43:34.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Marshmleo</title><content type='html'>Once upon &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;a time there is a marshmleo.He tried to get out of the bag but he couldent.So one day a girl went to get a marshmleo bag and he fell out of the bag.He was so happy that he jumped out of the kithen and jumped out the door.THE END                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-110095610083289674?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/110095610083289674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=110095610083289674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/110095610083289674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/110095610083289674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/11/marshmleo.html' title='The Marshmleo'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-109957254784388986</id><published>2004-11-04T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T04:55:25.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When My Nana Came To See Me</title><content type='html'>When my nana was here it was threre days after halloween and when she came all she wanted were&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SNIKERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Iwas a rock star for halloween and my brother was spider man and my mom was fiona and my dad was shrek.We tried to hide the snikers but my nana fould them.So then we had to go to the park.But we did not&lt;/span&gt; exactly  go to the park we want to my moms frineds house then we want home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-109957254784388986?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/109957254784388986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=109957254784388986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109957254784388986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109957254784388986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/11/when-my-nana-came-to-see-me.html' title='When My Nana Came To See Me'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-109334903026098557</id><published>2004-08-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:10:55.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birtday dad</title><content type='html'>today is my daddys birthday. He is going to be 46. It will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-109334903026098557?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/109334903026098557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=109334903026098557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109334903026098557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109334903026098557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-birtday-dad.html' title='happy birtday dad'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-109084488585418593</id><published>2004-07-26T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T14:09:06.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maine</title><content type='html'>We are   going  to maine  next week  for vacation. It is going to be a long ride.So we have to stop a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-109084488585418593?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/109084488585418593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=109084488585418593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109084488585418593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109084488585418593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/07/maine.html' title='Maine'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-109068922563516977</id><published>2004-07-24T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T10:25:05.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kristas moving</title><content type='html'>im sad&amp;nbsp; that krista&amp;nbsp;moved&amp;nbsp; last&amp;nbsp; week. im really going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-109068922563516977?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/109068922563516977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=109068922563516977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109068922563516977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/109068922563516977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/07/kristas-moving.html' title='kristas moving'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108963317397114592</id><published>2004-07-12T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T04:56:24.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i  lost my tooth</title><content type='html'>I lost my  tooth today!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108963317397114592?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108963317397114592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108963317397114592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108963317397114592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108963317397114592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/07/day-i-lost-my-tooth.html' title='The day i  lost my tooth'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108868762815914073</id><published>2004-07-01T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T18:13:24.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalie and cullen</title><content type='html'>Natalie and cullen are coming over today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108868762815914073?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108868762815914073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108868762815914073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108868762815914073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108868762815914073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/07/natalie-and-cullen.html' title='Natalie and cullen'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108855128959607112</id><published>2004-06-29T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T13:46:45.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip to  the  zoo</title><content type='html'>I want to the zoo.And saw pandos,elefins,monkeys,girilas and lions. &lt;a href="http://www.weblogg-ed.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108855128959607112?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108855128959607112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108855128959607112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108855128959607112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108855128959607112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/06/trip-to-zoo.html' title='The trip to  the  zoo'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108854791345313265</id><published>2004-06-29T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T15:25:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My story  about my loose tooth</title><content type='html'>I have  my  frist two loose teath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108854791345313265?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108854791345313265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108854791345313265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108854791345313265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108854791345313265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-story-about-my-loose-tooth_29.html' title='My story  about my loose tooth'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108851379375212247</id><published>2004-06-29T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T05:56:33.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The  story  about  krista.</title><content type='html'>Krista is moving to minosota  on agust,5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108851379375212247?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108851379375212247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108851379375212247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108851379375212247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108851379375212247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/06/story-about-krista.html' title='The  story  about  krista.'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108851194154201547</id><published>2004-06-29T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T05:25:41.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story about Jills</title><content type='html'>Win i  go to Jills I have fun.All the  cildren and Jill go swiming,go to park.Then we come home to jills house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108851194154201547?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108851194154201547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108851194154201547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108851194154201547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108851194154201547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/06/story-about-jills.html' title='The story about Jills'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470736.post-108847153570939522</id><published>2004-06-28T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T05:08:01.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip  to  nana  and  poppys  house</title><content type='html'>Last week I want to  nana and poppys house.And we want to the zoo.And thay are moving.Iam gitting my cast off in two days. And it was rally cool. And the next day  we want to a cool restaurant with  Austin,Tucker,nana and poppy,kera,and mommy and daddy.And we had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470736-108847153570939522?l=girlygirl2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/feeds/108847153570939522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470736&amp;postID=108847153570939522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108847153570939522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470736/posts/default/108847153570939522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlygirl2.blogspot.com/2004/06/trip-to-nana-and-poppys-house.html' title='The trip  to  nana  and  poppys  house'/><author><name>Girly-Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11041998155026105489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
