<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 15:58:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>A day in the life ...</title><description>Stories about our family ...</description><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Leffie)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-5062637224117220652</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 15:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T08:58:07.273-07:00</atom:updated><title>lost things</title><atom:summary type='text'>This has been the week of lost things.  When we were riding the Phoenix Light Rail for the first time, the light from the window was hitting Paige so beautifully until I realized that she was missing a big chunk of hair!  She had taken scissors to her hair that morning to "Get the hair out of her eyes."  She hacked off a nice chunk on the left side (about 4 inches), just a little on the right </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/12/lost-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-2828824712655576917</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 02:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-16T19:08:42.535-07:00</atom:updated><title>more good stuff</title><atom:summary type='text'>Paige certainly is a free spirit.  Before we went to see Santa, I asked her what she was going to tell Santa she wanted for Christmas.  She replied, "A star."  I further clarified that she does indeed want a star from the sky.On a bulletin board at her school, the kids have written letters to Santa saying, "All I want for Christmas is ________."  Most kids have named specific toys or the general </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/12/more-good-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4848497557831970784</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 00:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T17:10:50.307-07:00</atom:updated><title>Santa letters 2008</title><atom:summary type='text'>It is always so cute to see what the girls write to Santa:Dear Santa,     My name is Chloe.  I am 6 years old.  I have had a good year this year.  I was very excited about my birthday.  I love birthdays--especially when it is mine.  I was so excited when I got into the CATS program.  I didn't like having to switch schools because then I wouldn't be able to see all my old friends.  I made a lot of</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/12/santa-letters-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-3678454657965662472</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T16:46:50.575-07:00</atom:updated><title>funny stuff today</title><atom:summary type='text'>The girls said some really funny stuff today.  This morning Paige asked me, "Mommy, who is the queen of the world?"  I went into this long explanation of how only certain countries have queens nowadays and there really hasn't ever been a queen of the whole world--blah, blah, blah.  She patiently waited for me to finish my explanation and then responded, "Actually Mommy, I am pretty sure it is </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/12/funny-stuff-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-1352666360336911947</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-11T17:12:15.627-07:00</atom:updated><title>all hold hands</title><atom:summary type='text'>On the way to Flagstaff, Chloe was listening to a CD with her earphones.  She was marily singing along to her CD of children's songs.  The song Kumbya came on and she began to sing, "Someone's singing my Lord......Someone's crying my Lord..........Someone's laughing my Lord"  then she paused and said to me, "Man, that person singing surely is a tattletale!"Today I was playing an imaginary game </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/10/all-hold-hands.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-2151213944044622597</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 23:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-23T16:40:27.936-07:00</atom:updated><title>the girls</title><atom:summary type='text'>Paige and Chloe were playing in the car the other day.  They were pretending to be 8 years old so naturally, they were using big words.  Paige said some made up word of hers like, "Shannanizerea."  Chloe told her that it was not a real word, to which Paige replied, "It is a real word.  Maybe you just don't know it because it is in French."Yesterday Chloe decided to send her teacher an email.  She</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/09/girls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4131673619535129684</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-12T18:43:45.345-07:00</atom:updated><title>words</title><atom:summary type='text'>Today Greg brought home some sushi for himself for dinner.  Chloe was disgusted and kept saying how gross sushi is.  Greg commented that she hasn't even tried it, so how can she be sure it is gross.  She responded, "Who would want to eat rotten fish!"  When it was explained that sushi is raw fish, not rotten fish, she was unimpressed and said it was still disgusting.Paige watched a movie where </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/09/words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-1145283219691673327</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-11T19:48:34.486-07:00</atom:updated><title>newspapers</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chloe has to read 20 min each night as part of her homework.  She decided to try reading the newspaper in the car today for her time.  She was quietly reading along and would occasionally ask what a certain unfamiliar word was.  She kept coming across some pretty unusual words so Greg asked to see the article.  When he took a look at the article she was reading, he realized it was about a girl </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/09/newspapers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-7436009988169673388</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T16:33:45.122-07:00</atom:updated><title>catching up</title><atom:summary type='text'>Today while I was playing dolls with Paige, she chose one with particularly messy hair and then messed it up further.  She then proceeded to tell me that we could call her "Crazy hair princess" and that she was the doll I was to play with.  She further explained that I needed to play with her because I have crazy hair too.  I went and got a haircut this afternoon.We were sitting at lunch when </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/09/catching-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-115699161578952735</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 23:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-22T16:47:34.310-07:00</atom:updated><title>the girls</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chloe came up with some theory that if you run with your mouth open, it helps you run faster.  She of course told Paige one day when they were playing chase around the house.  Paige took a practice run and was amazed at how much faster she could run!  I was volunteering in her class yesterday when the class went out to recess.  There were some girls playing tag and she went up to them and said, "</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/08/girls.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4751666893318261781</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-24T15:16:20.671-07:00</atom:updated><title>Chloe's exciting news</title><atom:summary type='text'>We are facing mixed emotions this week.  Five days before school is scheduled to begin, we received word that Chloe qualified for the CATS (Chandler Academically Talented Students) program which is terrific news!  She had to test in and score above the 97th percentile to qualify for the program.  The sad news is that she has to change schools and leave all of her friends.  Fortunately, the new </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/07/chloes-exciting-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-814145996121816473</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-20T21:28:43.537-07:00</atom:updated><title>July 20 2008 week events</title><atom:summary type='text'>So scheduling the girls' ballet class at 4:00 in the afternoon this summer was a big mistake.  By the time class rolled around, the heat and the day's events had worn them out.  They had their final ballet class this week which served as a little performance showcase.  Chloe did a great job of listening to the teacher as they demonstrated graceful ballet moves.  Paige on the other hand was the </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/07/july-20-2008-week-events.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-1996386273612497238</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 02:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-20T19:31:44.737-07:00</atom:updated><title>new journaling/blogging</title><atom:summary type='text'>I am attempting to begin blogging the events we experienced where we took pictures to aid in my scrapbooking endeavors.  I am just finishing up scrapbooking 2006, so I am way behind.  I fear I will forget the little details for the journaling section of each scrapbook page, so I am going to do it right after I download the pictures.  Here goesToday we attended the Diamondbacks vs. Dodgers </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/07/new-journalingblogging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-9022022885646618401</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 21:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-13T14:25:24.679-07:00</atom:updated><title>recent quips</title><atom:summary type='text'>The following event just happened and it reminded me that I needed to blog a few items.Greg and Chloe were just sitting here eating popcorn when out of the blue Chloe turned to Greg and said, "Daddy, you're weird, but I love you."Chloe and Paige have both taken to saying the phrase, "Oh for the heck of Pete's sake!" when something surprises them.Two nights at dinner, Chloe could barely keep her </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/07/recent-quips.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-8737393066028887084</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-10T19:45:35.107-07:00</atom:updated><title>piercing</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chloe got her ears pierced yesterday.  It had been a long time coming.  I think she has been talking about it since she was 3 or so.  Six months ago, we even got as far as going to a place, filling out the paperwork, swabbing the ear with alcohol and then she backed out.  Yesterday we were at the mall and we saw a Piercing Pagoda (I know, you are saying....really!?!).  We were eating lunch in the</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/07/piercing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-7754954865668246775</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 04:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-13T21:41:06.337-07:00</atom:updated><title>Chloe's story</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chloe wrote a story today. She wanted to write something that would teach younger kids their colors, days of the week, and about creatures that lived in the ocean. It went like this:*The Special Little Tulip *Written by Chloe Leff age 6 and Mommy age 36Illustrated by Chloe LeffThere once was a tulip who lived on Flower Planet. It was the most special flower in the world because it changed colors </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/06/chloes-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-975959847286066228</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 04:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-13T21:38:32.732-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paige going to sleep</title><atom:summary type='text'>Paige was having some difficulty going to sleep tonight.  She kept coming out of her room and we would redirect her back to her bed.  Her final time she emerged, she was crying.  I asked her what was wrong and she said, "I am scared because I don't have vaseline on my lips, I want you to rock me, and if I was a mermaid I wouldn't love you anymore"  It made perfect sense...to her.</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/06/paige-going-to-sleep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-1464213062958380453</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 00:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-01T17:29:54.500-07:00</atom:updated><title>recent events</title><atom:summary type='text'>The other day Paige and I were in the car driving to pick up Chloe from school.  It had been a particularly trying day behavior wise, and Paige was whining in the car about something.  I told her that I was becoming really frustrated with her behavior.  She paused and then replied, "Mommy, when you get frustrated, I think that is funny!"Chloe was looking through some fact cards on the US </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/06/recent-events.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4457957365284564602</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-28T21:48:58.570-07:00</atom:updated><title>Chloe's song</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chloe surprised me by writing lyrics to her own song today.  She plopped down with a pen and notebook and started writing.  She would stop and look back and sing the words to herself, and then continue on.  Here are the lyrics she wrote:going outinto the starswell I am going to the mess but it's to hardand I'm not giving upso thereit's not that hard butI'm doing itOh yeah yeahso go for itout on </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/04/chloes-song.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4164492777404621992</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T09:45:09.619-07:00</atom:updated><title>Chloe's funnies</title><atom:summary type='text'>Chloe has said a couple of funny things this week.  Greg was singing some song he was making up about poop and toots (don't ask!) and the girls were saying how grossed out they were when Chloe proclaimed, "Daddy, I am going to email Santa and tell him what you are doing!"  We all had a little chuckle at that one and shouldn't have been surprised when Chloe marched over to the computer and </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/04/chloes-funnies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-1295882802651418912</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-22T06:56:13.730-07:00</atom:updated><title>Amazing Grace</title><atom:summary type='text'>Somehow we got on the subject of the song Amazing Grace at dinner with the grandparents on Sunday.  Chloe was curious about the song and Grandma began to explain the words to her.  She said something to the effect of, "I once was a wretch and now I am found."  to which Chloe replied, "So Grandma, you were a wretch?"</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/04/amazing-grace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-118398090484979477</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 20:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-15T13:44:43.956-07:00</atom:updated><title>holy matrimony</title><atom:summary type='text'>We were listening to a Seal CD (recording artist Seal--not the animal) when Paige proclaimed that she was thinking about marrying Seal.  I let her know that he was already married and she exclaimed, "What!!!!  When did he do that?"  I explained he married a few years ago to which she replied, "But how did he get married!?!"  I explained that he had a regular wedding to which she responded in her </atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/04/holy-matrimony.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-3782476590427718558</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-04T16:37:05.978-07:00</atom:updated><title>mirror mirror</title><atom:summary type='text'>After a recent haircut, Paige has been going around looking at herself in the mirror and exclaiming, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the diva of them all?"</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/04/mirror-mirror.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4252617928507007047</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 04:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-05T21:57:04.855-07:00</atom:updated><title>rats</title><atom:summary type='text'>Paige was watching Ratatouille yesterday.  At night when it was time to tuck her in, she asked why rats stole food (a theme of the movie).  I explained to her that they don't have money to buy food so they steal it.  Paige looked at me with knowing eyes and said, "Oh, I get it....they don't have any pockets.  What they really need is a wallet or a purse."</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/03/rats.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8091090.post-4684865605236620368</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 02:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-27T19:49:35.676-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paige is 3</title><atom:summary type='text'>Paige has been telling me for a few weeks now that when she turns 3 she is going to be a better listener and not destroy stuff.  The night she turned 3, I was tucking her into bed and commenting that this was her first night to go to bed as a 3 year old.  She did a big yawn and then turned and casually commented, "Yeah, but I am still going to be destructive."</atom:summary><link>http://kids.leff-family.org/2008/01/paige-is-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>