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	<title>Comments on: I Want a Do-Over!</title>
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		<title>By: gwalter</title>
		<link>http://www.daddytude.com/2010/04/i-want-a-do-over/#comment-301</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 20:32:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks Mike - I totally agree.  I love my job!


.-= gwalter invites you to read this blog: ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ContinuingOnTheJourney/~3/tSOi7E_Tg0g/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Bully Pulpit&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks Mike &#8211; I totally agree.  I love my job!</p>
<p>.-= gwalter invites you to read this blog: ..<a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ContinuingOnTheJourney/~3/tSOi7E_Tg0g/" rel="nofollow">Bully Pulpit</a> =-.</p>
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		<title>By: Mike Hansen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mike Hansen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 12:04:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Gary-I wish I had a dime every time I wanted a do-over! Being a dad to me has been the most frustrating, most rewarding (emphasis on rewarding by very far) experience I have ever, ever had. It&#039;s a small glimpse, I think, into how God views us. An imperfect glimpse to be sure, but there  definitely similarities. Having children gives a new and ever expanding understanding of what &quot;unconditional&quot; means-whether it&#039;s loving that little person we call son or daughter, or ourselves to an extent. Sounds like you&#039;re doing a great job as an imperfect parent and I know I appreciate your vulnerability for all the world to see...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Gary-I wish I had a dime every time I wanted a do-over! Being a dad to me has been the most frustrating, most rewarding (emphasis on rewarding by very far) experience I have ever, ever had. It&#8217;s a small glimpse, I think, into how God views us. An imperfect glimpse to be sure, but there  definitely similarities. Having children gives a new and ever expanding understanding of what &#8220;unconditional&#8221; means-whether it&#8217;s loving that little person we call son or daughter, or ourselves to an extent. Sounds like you&#8217;re doing a great job as an imperfect parent and I know I appreciate your vulnerability for all the world to see&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: gwalter</title>
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		<dc:creator>gwalter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2010 21:42:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt;
As I finished this post, I heard my son crying from the other room.  He was just stumbling out the door when I scooped him up, and like he is prone to do, he snuggled tight into my neck and shoulder.  He is also my Snuggly Son!

We lay down on his bed and cuddled.  We talked about what a good day we had at the pool.  I held him very close.

This morning, I apologized to him.  I know it isn&#039;t a terribly significant even for him, and he just nodded his head.  But it was the right thing to do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>UPDATE:</strong><br />
As I finished this post, I heard my son crying from the other room.  He was just stumbling out the door when I scooped him up, and like he is prone to do, he snuggled tight into my neck and shoulder.  He is also my Snuggly Son!</p>
<p>We lay down on his bed and cuddled.  We talked about what a good day we had at the pool.  I held him very close.</p>
<p>This morning, I apologized to him.  I know it isn&#8217;t a terribly significant even for him, and he just nodded his head.  But it was the right thing to do.</p>
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