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	<title>Comments on: Poop and bad parenting</title>
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	<description>Silly rabbit, beer is for... OK, have a beer.</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:23:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: LORI</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-244</link>
		<dc:creator>LORI</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 07:52:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I LOVE THE WAY THIS IS WRITTEN ...I LAUGHED SO HARD THE WAY ITS WORDED!!!!THEN PASSED IT ALONG FOR MY SISTER TO ENJOY!!!  :</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I LOVE THE WAY THIS IS WRITTEN &#8230;I LAUGHED SO HARD THE WAY ITS WORDED!!!!THEN PASSED IT ALONG FOR MY SISTER TO ENJOY!!!  :</p>
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		<title>By: Andie</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-190</link>
		<dc:creator>Andie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 19:07:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sweet!  I love meeting new CF people!  If you want, you can email me and I'll tell you where all the cool kids hang out.   :mrgreen:</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sweet!  I love meeting new CF people!  If you want, you can email me and I&#8217;ll tell you where all the cool kids hang out.   :mrgreen:</p>
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		<title>By: DrunkBunny</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-186</link>
		<dc:creator>DrunkBunny</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 00:30:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Andie, yes I'm childfree.  Of course that would make others say I have no right to judge.  Well, when the brats are in public and we are the ones who are forced to observe the scene that Christine described, we have every right to be judgmental!  :)

Also, a few years ago I read an interesting article about "entitlement kids".  It was about how businesses are having trouble with the young adults right out of college, who were raised by their parents as if the world revolved around them, and how difficult it is to have that type of person in the workplace.  The products of such an upbringing all want top pay and high level management positions right from the start, they fall to pieces at even the hint of constructive criticism, and they are incapable of following rules, working in a team, or getting along with their coworkers. 

Jenn, if your cousin is like my nephews (who are being raised the exact same way), no doubt the behavior improved at least partially when the kid got into school and had a teacher that MADE the kid mind.  Still I bet your cousin is in for a nightmare when the kid turns 12 or 13.

Christine, your family doesn't know about my blog.  If you want me to anonymously post the story at a later date, you have my email!  :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Andie, yes I&#8217;m childfree.  Of course that would make others say I have no right to judge.  Well, when the brats are in public and we are the ones who are forced to observe the scene that Christine described, we have every right to be judgmental!  <img src='http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/wp-content/plugins/smilies-themer/adiumicons/happy.png' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Also, a few years ago I read an interesting article about &#8220;entitlement kids&#8221;.  It was about how businesses are having trouble with the young adults right out of college, who were raised by their parents as if the world revolved around them, and how difficult it is to have that type of person in the workplace.  The products of such an upbringing all want top pay and high level management positions right from the start, they fall to pieces at even the hint of constructive criticism, and they are incapable of following rules, working in a team, or getting along with their coworkers. </p>
<p>Jenn, if your cousin is like my nephews (who are being raised the exact same way), no doubt the behavior improved at least partially when the kid got into school and had a teacher that MADE the kid mind.  Still I bet your cousin is in for a nightmare when the kid turns 12 or 13.</p>
<p>Christine, your family doesn&#8217;t know about my blog.  If you want me to anonymously post the story at a later date, you have my email!  <img src='http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/wp-content/plugins/smilies-themer/adiumicons/happy.png' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Andie</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-185</link>
		<dc:creator>Andie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 22:25:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Incidents like this result in me petting my tubal scar and pouring more wine for myself while I blissfully think, "Sweet jeebus that will never be me!"

DrunkBunny are you by chance Childfree?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Incidents like this result in me petting my tubal scar and pouring more wine for myself while I blissfully think, &#8220;Sweet jeebus that will never be me!&#8221;</p>
<p>DrunkBunny are you by chance Childfree?</p>
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		<title>By: On the Fritz</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-184</link>
		<dc:creator>On the Fritz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 18:59:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;strong&gt;An argument for birth control...&lt;/strong&gt;

 I'm still laughing about the following story posted over at Bunnytude. Before anyone slams me because I've never been a parent, let me tell you that I lived with my twin brother and his three small children for a......</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>An argument for birth control&#8230;</strong></p>
<p> I&#8217;m still laughing about the following story posted over at Bunnytude. Before anyone slams me because I&#8217;ve never been a parent, let me tell you that I lived with my twin brother and his three small children for a&#8230;&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Christine</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-183</link>
		<dc:creator>Christine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 17:14:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>HAhaha Mary! It's so funny to read this again.  :grin:  Thanks for reposting it - I put it on my blog today too.

Now, about The 1967 Event... as it happens, that was a family occurrence and when I was writing the entry it was requested that I never let it appear in public. (Darn, you Dr. Cheesecake... stop being the spoiled baby sister! *shakes fist*  )

Anyway.  :razz: 

Hope your day is going well!

XoXOOXox ~ C.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>HAhaha Mary! It&#8217;s so funny to read this again.  <img src='http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/wp-content/plugins/smilies-themer/adiumicons/biggrin.png' alt=':grin:' class='wp-smiley' />  Thanks for reposting it - I put it on my blog today too.</p>
<p>Now, about The 1967 Event&#8230; as it happens, that was a family occurrence and when I was writing the entry it was requested that I never let it appear in public. (Darn, you Dr. Cheesecake&#8230; stop being the spoiled baby sister! *shakes fist*  )</p>
<p>Anyway.  :razz: </p>
<p>Hope your day is going well!</p>
<p>XoXOOXox ~ C.</p>
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		<title>By: Jenn</title>
		<link>http://bunnytude.com/wordpress/2008/03/06/poop-and-bad-parenting/#comment-182</link>
		<dc:creator>Jenn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 15:44:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When my youngest cousin (now 10 years old) was 2 or 3, my aunt used to drive us all crazy the way she let her daughter run their life.  She gave her kid choices and options about EVERYTHING, and it always screwed something up.  Any time we were with them and wanted to go to eat, she would ask her daughter where she wanted to go and the kid always said IHOP.  We all hated IHOP, but that's where we'd go and then the kid would refuse to eat anything.  Or days when she needed to go to the grocery store because their cupboards were virtually empty, she would ask her daughter if she wanted to go or not.  ???  Of course she didn't!  So then they wouldn't go until the kid felt like it, no matter how badly they needed to.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my youngest cousin (now 10 years old) was 2 or 3, my aunt used to drive us all crazy the way she let her daughter run their life.  She gave her kid choices and options about EVERYTHING, and it always screwed something up.  Any time we were with them and wanted to go to eat, she would ask her daughter where she wanted to go and the kid always said IHOP.  We all hated IHOP, but that&#8217;s where we&#8217;d go and then the kid would refuse to eat anything.  Or days when she needed to go to the grocery store because their cupboards were virtually empty, she would ask her daughter if she wanted to go or not.  ???  Of course she didn&#8217;t!  So then they wouldn&#8217;t go until the kid felt like it, no matter how badly they needed to.</p>
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