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		<title>Family Dinner, Daddy-Style</title>
		<description>DAILY SNACK
My husband offered to make dinner last night.
I hesitated.
It was already after six, I warned,
We needed something fast, not fancy.
He assured me that he could do it.
At 7:30 pm we sat down to provolone topped chicken breasts,
Served on a crispy potato  rosti,
With a creamy dijon sauce,
An avacodo, tomato and ...</description>
		<link>http://playgroundconfidential.com/2010/03/11/family-dinner-daddy-style/</link>
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		<title>Conversations With Colum</title>
		<description>DAILY SNACK
"You see this penny, Mom?"
"Yes."
"Well, it has the queen on one side,
And then you turn it over,
And there's poison ivy."
"Those are actually maple leaves, Colum."
"No, poison ivy."
"No, I'm sorry sweetie, but those are maple leaves."
"Well, maple leaves grow in poison ivy,
So we'll just say it's poison ivy."
"Okay, fine."

And then, ...</description>
		<link>http://playgroundconfidential.com/2010/03/08/conversations-with-colum/</link>
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		<title>Spring Almost Sprung</title>
		<description>DAILY SNACK
Mud on brand new shiny running shoes,
Walking on ledges,
And running up and down side streets.
Coffee enjoyed outside.
Shopping at the further store because I feel like walking,
Children running.
Noses running and eyes watering, too.
A taste of Spring, for sure. </description>
		<link>http://playgroundconfidential.com/2010/03/05/spring-almost-sprung/</link>
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		<title>Head Over Heels</title>
		<description>DAILY SNACK
He'd been thrashing around on the bed for twenty minutes.
He was being silly,
Obstinate,
Unfocused.
I kept begging him to put his pajamas on.
"You can win another happy face sticker."
Lame.
He was tired; I was tired.
I let go of Irene to pick out her pj's,
Just as he reached over and grabbed her,
And she ...</description>
		<link>http://playgroundconfidential.com/2010/03/04/head-over-heels/</link>
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		<title>New Shoes, Whose Shoes?</title>
		<description>DAILY SNACK
A good children's shoe store in the area is going out of business.
Which of course means,
Sale!
There was only one pair of running shoes left in Colum's size,
By the time we made it there.
A very shiny black and red and gold pair of Reeboks,
That fit perfectly and seemed well-constructed.
A bit ...</description>
		<link>http://playgroundconfidential.com/2010/03/03/new-shoes-whose-shoes/</link>
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