<?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-4653775092525991797</id><updated>2011-10-06T11:40:03.801-07:00</updated><category term='a anouncment'/><title type='text'>A Handful is Just Me!</title><subtitle type='html'>Piper Tafua's way of seeing things!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-5691254449644361362</id><published>2011-01-21T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:22:42.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUFF</title><content type='html'>I am not able to write on my blog on my computer so I can on;y write on here occasionally when I get a chance. I am so exited for this new year! Aren't you? Although every day it is farther and farther into it... This year will go by fast. I just know it.. I hope you all have a great year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-5691254449644361362?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/5691254449644361362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=5691254449644361362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5691254449644361362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5691254449644361362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2011/01/stuff.html' title='STUFF'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-8356095097396044257</id><published>2010-12-25T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T13:05:33.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff 4 U 2 Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am SO sorry I have not written on here for so long. It is just our computer broke down. Then when we got a new one it wouldn't let me on my own blog. For Christmas Santa ;) got Amzie, Paizlie, Truman, and me a NEW imac computer! I am on it right now! I also got a bed for my American Girl Doll along with a new outfit. I feel bad because my doll, Felicity, is going to be discontinued. I also feel bad for the people in the world were Santa forgot to visit. :( I love Christmas especially because I get to be with my family on Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-8356095097396044257?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8356095097396044257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=8356095097396044257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8356095097396044257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8356095097396044257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/12/stuff-4-u-2-read.html' title='Stuff 4 U 2 Read'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-8059765485942145688</id><published>2010-11-13T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:15:03.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK so I made a new blog (not that I won't still write on this one.) Instead of it being about me it is going to be about a girl named Emily and her adventures. She is going to have a personality like Paizlie but look like Amzie. I am going to make a fake character and it just sounds cool!!! If you want to go to it there will be a link on the side of my blog that says "Emily". I hope you guys like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-8059765485942145688?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8059765485942145688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=8059765485942145688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8059765485942145688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8059765485942145688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogs.html' title='BLOGS!!!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-8158840031362668743</id><published>2010-11-13T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T10:31:34.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grazy</title><content type='html'>Grazy is a kitten that Moe gave birth to shortly after she healed from breaking her hip. Grazy is amazingly cute. She is fluffy with a smoky gray color hair. She has a brother named Tige.  She is so cute that she already has a customer ( Amzie's teacher.) Another thing that happened is that Grazy we think possibly ate a poisoned mouse. We didn't know it till today when she died. We did know she had worms but that is it. We gave her medicine last night and hoped for it to get better. This morning I found her under a tree stiff but breathing. I knew she was dying but I didn't want to tell Paizlie because I knew she would cry. I put her in a box and put her in the sun and went to go tell my mom. I wanted her to out and see her but she waited until a little bit after breakfast. When she finally went out she was taking her last breathes and died. Paizlie was crying and well my dad was a dad(didn't know what was the big deal and trying to say he understood.) It was really sad and especially the fact that Kalani was there for the whole thing...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-8158840031362668743?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8158840031362668743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=8158840031362668743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8158840031362668743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8158840031362668743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/11/grazy.html' title='Grazy'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-3111187496829991813</id><published>2010-11-11T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:28:55.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Boy!!!</title><content type='html'>I am going somewhere special in the early December by plane to surprise one of my cousins. I can not say where or who because if I say the surprise will be ruined. I can't wait because we will have so much fun! "THE PERSON" will be so surprised I just can't wait! While I am there though I am going to miss a whole week of school! Bad idea because we have lots of half days and days off for holidays so we are already very behind. I will update you guys after I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-3111187496829991813?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3111187496829991813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=3111187496829991813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3111187496829991813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3111187496829991813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-boy.html' title='Oh, Boy!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2623835739889984952</id><published>2010-11-11T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:16:29.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts and Waxed Eyebrows</title><content type='html'>I got my Eyebrows waxed because my mom said I was growing a unabrow which was the truth but hard to admit. It felt like someone was ripping off a whole bunch of tape off my eyebrows. I was super nervous because my cousin told me it hurt really bad. I just thought it hurt a whole lot worse that it did. Paizlie the toughest girl in the family was whimpering and crying.&lt;br /&gt;  I also got a haircut like Phoebe's. Phoebe was kind of jealous that we would get it to because she wanted it to be a"one of a kind" haircut. It is pretty short. I can't put it in a pony anymore but that does not matter because now I like showing it off! I can't wait top show everyone at school my new look!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-2623835739889984952?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2623835739889984952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2623835739889984952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2623835739889984952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2623835739889984952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/11/haircuts-and-waxed-eyebrows.html' title='Haircuts and Waxed Eyebrows'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-1254027082795769098</id><published>2010-11-11T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T18:59:15.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry..</title><content type='html'>I have meant to blog but our computer broke down and we had to get a new one.Our new one won't let me get on my blog. so I am on my grandpa's computer. It is REALLY OLD!!! So it is my B-day on the 16th and I am SO exited!!! My mom said I spent pretty much all my B-day in Ohio. I already got a letter from my only living great-grandma and great-grandpa. I wish U all a Happy Christmas and New Year! I can't believe it came so FAST! Before you know it it will be 2012! Thanks 4 checking out my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-1254027082795769098?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1254027082795769098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=1254027082795769098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1254027082795769098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1254027082795769098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry..'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-7816075355898008746</id><published>2010-11-11T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:54:46.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penelope!!!</title><content type='html'>My sister Penelope is hilarious and funny. Last night she was crawling on the couch and then I came up crawling on my hands and knees and growled. She was laughing so hard that she fell to the couch and tried to crawl away. That didn't work so well so she just buried her head in the pillow and laughed and laughed and laughed. I really don't want her to grow up but at the same time I do so she can take care of herself. That cute little girl..... If you have not seen her you really need to before she is a fat 1 year old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-7816075355898008746?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7816075355898008746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=7816075355898008746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/7816075355898008746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/7816075355898008746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/11/penelope.html' title='Penelope!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-8636273651339196646</id><published>2010-09-26T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:45:44.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Teacher</title><content type='html'>My teacher's name is Nancy Contreras. She is an amazing teacher!!!!!! She is also witty like supposedly my mom and I. A few days ago she was calling me a big fat loser for not remembering to turn in my library books. So I was supposed to make a loser sign on my forehead. It was sooo not worth it! :) ( I did not make the sign on my forehead that would be to funny to bear!) I think Mrs. Contreras is way to funny!!! She sometimes even says that we start our test only when she says zucchini and then she will say all these other fruits and veggies and then finally zucchini. I noticed though that only a couple people and I laugh at her jokes. WEIRD!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-8636273651339196646?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8636273651339196646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=8636273651339196646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8636273651339196646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8636273651339196646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-teacher.html' title='My Teacher'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-6360048068202505449</id><published>2010-09-24T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T10:35:23.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do U Remember?????</title><content type='html'>Do U guys out there remember when I posted a post that said I really wanted that backpack?????? Well I got!!!!! I love it so much and it is not broken!! Yippee!!! It also has lots and lots of room for books! It was exiting that I got a matching Thermos, Lunch Pale, and a thingy to keep your food warm. I changed my mind on what backpack I wanted, though. This time it has pink butterflies. I will try to put a picture of it on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-6360048068202505449?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/6360048068202505449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=6360048068202505449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/6360048068202505449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/6360048068202505449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-u-remember.html' title='Do U Remember?????'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-1361660116312379741</id><published>2010-05-01T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T09:44:31.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even More Kittens!!!!</title><content type='html'>So this is quite the surprise but Moe out of no were got pregnant and had kittens.So I so hope any of U out there would love a kitten! There are three out there for U!That is pretty much all I have to say!Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-1361660116312379741?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1361660116312379741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=1361660116312379741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1361660116312379741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1361660116312379741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/05/even-more-kittens.html' title='Even More Kittens!!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2045420341150884726</id><published>2010-04-25T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:41:54.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backround!</title><content type='html'>I Piper Tafua maybe if you have noticed has learned how to change her background thanks to my Aunt Mellisa. I was searching for a new background when I saw the most adorable background I have seen for millions of years immediately I had to put it on my blog! I hope you enjoy it! I also changed the title of my blog. It really is true. Just like my old one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-2045420341150884726?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2045420341150884726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2045420341150884726' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2045420341150884726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2045420341150884726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/04/backround.html' title='Backround!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-5807648275729741971</id><published>2010-04-12T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:41:18.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aleia!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S8Pma4tS0OI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GMYwFEPD5w0/s1600/turtle+report.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S8Pma4tS0OI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GMYwFEPD5w0/s400/turtle+report.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459460522876522722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleia is my BFFE (Best Friend For Eternity). I couldn't find a picture of her any bigger so don't whine or cry please. She is the one in the skirt. I have known her sense Kindergarten. Then she was extremely shy but now she is as hyper as an elephant on a ball! which is not a bad thing at all! I love my BFFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-5807648275729741971?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/5807648275729741971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=5807648275729741971' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5807648275729741971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5807648275729741971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/04/aleia.html' title='Aleia!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S8Pma4tS0OI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GMYwFEPD5w0/s72-c/turtle+report.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-8311284332788554771</id><published>2010-04-12T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:17:52.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Uncle's Moves!</title><content type='html'>My Uncle lately has been doing some pretty groovy moves tonight! All the sudden he got up and turned around and started shaking his mula (butt). Manhattan got him in big trouble! i thought he could go on America's Funniest Home Videos if we got a video of him doing it. Also every tie he turned around after that we all laughed. I'm sad(slightly) (He He) that he has to leave tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-8311284332788554771?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8311284332788554771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=8311284332788554771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8311284332788554771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8311284332788554771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-uncles-moves.html' title='My Uncle&apos;s Moves!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-929095873009828911</id><published>2010-04-12T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:46:30.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>My cousins came and some are still here. Manhattan,Marin,Maxwell, and Kaiya came for Easter. We have had the most fun time here. On Saturday we went to my mission. We went to the Zoo and went on a train to. The train that we first went on was a fake little one. When we went to my mission we rode on a real train that went super fast. I love it when my cousins come. We were sad though because Kaiya  had to leave earlier than Manhattan's family. Luckily though Kaiya got to stay one more day with us.Tomorrow sadly  Manhattan,Marin,Maxwell,Aunt Melissa,and Uncle Morgan are leaving back to Ohio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-929095873009828911?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/929095873009828911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=929095873009828911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/929095873009828911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/929095873009828911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/04/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-9130742669376728659</id><published>2010-04-11T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:47:52.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny!</title><content type='html'>Today it was pouring outside. I realized the cat had moved her kitten outside and that they where probably soaking. When I went to check on them I come to find 3 cats under the piles of ladders and wood. There was Fluffy (kitten) , Moe (cat from 1st litter) , and Kitty (the mother of them all) . I  thought it was so cute because they were all snuggled in there together. I had to get them out of there though so I took Fluffy away and of course Kitty followed me! I put them in the shed and ran back out to get the cushion. I just yanked it out from under Moe because he honestly doesn't care! When I came late to check on them Fluffy was missing. The bucket I had put him in was tipped over and he was MISSING! Then I saw Moe at the top of all the cushions way up high (6 inches shorter than the ceiling). I thought maybe just maybe Fluffy was up there because lately  Moe has been trying to be the mother. I climbed up there and sure enough Fluffy was fast asleep next to Moe. I took Fluffy back down thinking Moe moved him up there. Then when I came back again Moe was gone and Fluffy was back up there because Kitty had moved him back up there so I just left him up there and said,"Fluffy oh Fluffy!", Fluffy looked down at me and turned his head back and forth. I thought it was adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-9130742669376728659?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/9130742669376728659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=9130742669376728659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/9130742669376728659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/9130742669376728659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/04/funny.html' title='Funny!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2183831670408354409</id><published>2010-04-11T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:46:55.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittens!</title><content type='html'>So the title may tell you Yippee but this story has NO Yippee. My cat on Sun. afternoon was having contractions on my lap, surprisingly. I had thought that maybe she wasn't going to have the kittens till tomorrow because of my moms baby and how she didn't have Penelope for EVER! Anyway this yucky mucky stuff was coming out of her so I thought fast and shoved her off my lap to help her find a place to have her babies. We didn't have a place ready for her because we had just found out 2 days ago that she was pregnant. While I was looking my siblings saw me outside. On Sun. we are not allowed outside so they opened the window and yelled at me to get my fanny inside. I told them through the window that the kittens where being born. Right when they where going to turn around to run outside I told them to stay up there because there ruckus could could scare the cat away. Of course someone has to only hear the kittens are being born. In this case it was Amzie. So I had to let them all out. After she had her first baby my mom found us outside and was REALLY mad. Amzie looked over at me and asked me through her face if we should tell my mom. I answered back N-O! She turned her face and told my mom anyway. My mom wasn't so mad now. She rushed outside and sure enough you could here that kitten screaming at the top of his lungs. The next day 5 kittens where safety born. 1 day after being born a strange thing happened. There where horse flies all around the kittens and mother. All of the kittens seemed fine, but they weren't. The next day 3 kittens had disappeared. We had just figured she was moving the kittens, but boy where we wrong! It had been hours and she still didn't move the other kittens. The other kittens had disappeared! We were all frantic. There were so many possibilities what could have happened to them. That night I had told my mom that there was a runt between the two kittens left there with there mother, and that it might die. she doubted it.  So I went with it. The next day the runt that happened to be mine and the one I was talking about had died. I was horrified. The next day the cat had eaten all of the dead kitten's head except the head. She brought the head in the shed with the other kitten. My dad had found it and didn't tell us so that we wouldn't be even more sad. Paizlie unfortunately had heard about this told everyone and still sounded pretty cheerful because only hers was left alive. I decided I was going to bury the kitten head but I couldn't do it with everyone outside. So grandma made everyone go inside. Paizlie did not listen so I screamed at her then my dad came outside and I put my fists in the air and said get rid of her over and over while I was running toward the back of the house and the fence. My dad tried following me but he lost track of me and got scared because he couldn't find me. What I had done is I had jumped over the fence and ran  to the front to grab a sharp metal stick to point at Paizlie to make her leave. My dad was outside though so I couldn't bury the head finally they all left and I buried the head in peace. Now today there is only one kitten left and he is wall eyed but a healthy kitten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-2183831670408354409?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2183831670408354409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2183831670408354409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2183831670408354409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2183831670408354409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/04/kittens.html' title='Kittens!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2956979415838008881</id><published>2010-03-03T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:48:50.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S47IZQhrPhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nUE7OcZLT98/s1600-h/img74m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 357px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S47IZQhrPhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nUE7OcZLT98/s200/img74m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444509335796006418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was looking at backpacks when I went to PBK (Pottery Barn Kids), and they had the most cute and useful backpacks in the world! It even has a place for your MP3 player, laptop, individual pens and pencils, and more! Now I wish I could be begging for a backpack! Amzie my sister does not like any of them! She says their to girly! I either want the one on white chair or the one on the floor. It is the blue one! wish me luck in getting one!&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/4653775092525991797-2956979415838008881?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2956979415838008881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2956979415838008881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2956979415838008881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2956979415838008881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-i-was-looking-at-backpacks-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S47IZQhrPhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nUE7OcZLT98/s72-c/img74m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-720891140847022726</id><published>2010-01-20T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:00:42.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-voU4IfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tVLYuUVu7QE/s1600-h/Melissa+July+Pictures+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-voU4IfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tVLYuUVu7QE/s200/Melissa+July+Pictures+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444146881304732146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-u_LRsYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/n-X0N-M_At8/s1600-h/Swimming+7-10-09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-u_LRsYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/n-X0N-M_At8/s200/Swimming+7-10-09+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444146870258610562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-uMlIpDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/epM27WbGWIg/s1600-h/Melissa+July+Pictures+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-uMlIpDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/epM27WbGWIg/s200/Melissa+July+Pictures+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444146856676860978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-taasx8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/FNzDxgpX6No/s1600-h/Melissa+July+Pictures+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-taasx8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/FNzDxgpX6No/s200/Melissa+July+Pictures+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444146843211319234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So have you ever said to yourself that you hate your family?Well, I love my family and everybody does and should. Even if you say  well I really do deep inside you really do! I love my family and here are some pictures of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-720891140847022726?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/720891140847022726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=720891140847022726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/720891140847022726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/720891140847022726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/01/b-b-y.html' title='Family Rocks!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S41-voU4IfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tVLYuUVu7QE/s72-c/Melissa+July+Pictures+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-7166473420370997385</id><published>2010-01-16T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:01:15.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Anyway,I have turned ten and I got for Christmas an American Girl Doll.There very pretty!Thanks Santa Claus! I'm in 4th grade and my teacher is Mrs.Cordono.She is the best!My mom is pregnant and yet mad at the baby for not coming when she wants her to.Her name is going to be Penelope. My Aunt Monnet just had her 23 b-day yesterday!she looked AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-7166473420370997385?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7166473420370997385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=7166473420370997385' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/7166473420370997385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/7166473420370997385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-news.html' title='My news!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-4763203261614793113</id><published>2010-01-16T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:01:43.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a anouncment'/><title type='text'>Knock Knock!Anyone There?People Hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK,I agreed that I would post but nobody's looking!or at least I think!I know Genesis can't but that doesn't mean other people can't!Well,I guess it's my fault anyway!I haven't posted FOREVER!No wonder nobody looks anymore!What kind of a idiot like me would do that?Oh,wait ME!Well,I guess I'll tell my news on my next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-4763203261614793113?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/4763203261614793113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=4763203261614793113' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/4763203261614793113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/4763203261614793113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/01/knock-knockanyone-therepeople-hello.html' title='Knock Knock!Anyone There?People Hello?'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2962105235479244949</id><published>2010-01-07T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:05:43.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK I'm totally sorry for not posting for nearly a year that is just stupid of me !!!!!!!I promise I'll start posting again I might get addicted to it again!Anyway Happy New Year and don't ever forget how amazing I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-2962105235479244949?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2962105235479244949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2962105235479244949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2962105235479244949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2962105235479244949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2010/01/sorry.html' title='SORRY!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2516653325255882668</id><published>2009-11-29T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:06:24.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippppeeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;My mom is going to have the baby soon and I am exited yet scared because I'm worried that I might be to young for the jobs she gives me for when she comes!Although I'm 10 and at that age you can handle almost anything!So I think I'm pretty dumb for that!any way I'll post million story's about my baby sister when she comes!&lt;/span&gt;:) :) :) :)  :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-2516653325255882668?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2516653325255882668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2516653325255882668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2516653325255882668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2516653325255882668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2009/11/yippppeeeeeee.html' title='Yippppeeeeeee!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-1720042007624149706</id><published>2009-03-31T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:57:07.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody's World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;               &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Introduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                 Hi,my my name is Rebbecca.I'm the most unusual person any one has ever met.I know that sounds very weird but it's not to me cause I'm me.I think I'm probably a little crazy because I made my own world.It's called anybody's world.I don't think it's that pretty or cool but if you like it that's okay.But let me start the story!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1 Chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; How Just How?                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            I lived in a very small and dirty house.It was very stinky .One day I went to look around .I was in a place where it was cold , dark ,and garbage piled every where. But I liked it ,it was a perfect place for me because I could do something with it.Heres the question what do I do with it? Oh now I know I'll make things .For my family's graveyard ,oh yes I have forgotten to bring up something.I don't have a family.At least a talking puppet named Sara.I'm also very poor.I'm fine with it, it's just one little problem.I don't have supportive parents either.My parents only died on the 5 of January and today is the 23 of January.Maybe I could make a thing called a bell. Yeah!In these days it was 1010 ,this was years and years ago.Everybody on the earth right now was so not born then.So they didn't have bells back then.They didn't invent bells back way then and I was the first child to ever invent something.I wanted to make something called the bell because my moms name was Beckie ,and my dads name is Llewellyn with to ll 's and I wanted two letters from my parents name of something I'm going to invent.And that will remind me of my parents.So I started to invent but always thought just how am going to make it.  In these days people really had three kinds of instruments .I wanted to make something new.So I did first I got piece of metal. I                                         got a bowl shaped thing  and I curved the edges outward.Then I got a thin piece of metal.I found a metal ball.I put the thin piece of metal through the middle of the bowl, and the other one on the bottom of the bowl.I took the metal ball and put it on the end of the thin metal. It looked very awkward.I went out in the streets and tried to let it sit there.Then I tried to wiggle it upside down.Then I tried the write way and it made the most beautiful noise in the world.People from all directions looked at me people stared out there windows.I ran home and went to bed.Next morning I got on my best clothes and ran back to the junkyard.I grabbed a jar that said 25cents perfect I thought.I ran next to the bench and yelled out to hear a bell for 25cents come over hear!man when I got home I had 10,750cents.In a month I had invented 20 things and made 200$.Lots of money to me.Then it was my fake birthday!(I don't know my real birthday).I was turning 9 years old!For my fake birthday I went to go shopping. I redid my house to make it more stylish. I started going to school and on the first day I got ten friends! One of my dreams came true just because of a piece of junk.I was proud of myself until I .....................retired.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  2 Chapter&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rich Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      I became one of the most famous people in the world.I also became one of the most richest people any one has ever seen.I kept making things and never stopped.I couldn't help it...it...it it was something I needed to do to survive.I thought I'd die if I didn't have money. But that wasn't true.I decided that I had enough money to last a life time.So I tried to be a normal kid.I quit trying to get money. I really wanted to be a normal kid it was just so hard.I didn't have enough room for any of my stuff any more and the money didn't have a room. So there was a good reason to quit.I had a hard time about thinking something to tell everybody that I'm quitting.So I decided that I would throw a big sale and then after a year or so I would go back to business.Being rich and quitting is a problem  caused after you quit                                                                                                                                                                            .Also people who are rich you know are really famous are asked by a bunch of people why did you quit.I used to tell them I didn't it's still in my heart ,and they never believed me.So I said''just back of''.As the year ended less people wanted me back.I grew lonely,tired,and bored so I knew getting back into being one of those special people would make me happy again.And hopefully people around the world love me all over again.I didn't do it for the money I did it for the happiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-1720042007624149706?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1720042007624149706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=1720042007624149706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1720042007624149706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1720042007624149706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2009/03/anybodys-world.html' title='Anybody&apos;s World'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-2240993134980478411</id><published>2008-12-07T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:53:57.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOK WORM ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtV1oOBJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Z5HwdPhICI/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtV1oOBJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Z5HwdPhICI/s200/Halloween+2008+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277213085311829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtVkH_0XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xFzv1bj2r4U/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtVkH_0XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xFzv1bj2r4U/s200/Halloween+2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277213080613278066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtVZykYmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XYPdgFEAIX0/s1600-h/fairy+wings+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtVZykYmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XYPdgFEAIX0/s200/fairy+wings+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277213077839045218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtUtFROnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tNOo4vDrGfY/s1600-h/fairy+wings+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtUtFROnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tNOo4vDrGfY/s200/fairy+wings+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277213065837886066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I of myself as a book worm because I love read ,and  once I start a good book  my eyes are glued to the pages until I'm done. Witch takes about 25 minutes to finish one Junie b. Jones book. I am also an animal lover .I grew up with a rabbit and latter on a Geico.Now there is a pregnant cat in my back yard so there are kittens on there way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-2240993134980478411?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2240993134980478411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=2240993134980478411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2240993134980478411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/2240993134980478411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/12/book-worm-me.html' title='BOOK WORM ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxtV1oOBJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Z5HwdPhICI/s72-c/Halloween+2008+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-8762020590238955233</id><published>2008-12-07T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:04:48.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmObHIHBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g2X7lsBhtp4/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmObHIHBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g2X7lsBhtp4/s200/Halloween+2008+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277205261353229330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmOIi6iYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1lWffgh56uw/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmOIi6iYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1lWffgh56uw/s200/Halloween+2008+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277205256369506690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmN48nvyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yn8jpCa6qdQ/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmN48nvyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yn8jpCa6qdQ/s200/Halloween+2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277205252182359842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmNYXu8lI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PptphLI1Cks/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmNYXu8lI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PptphLI1Cks/s200/Halloween+2008+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277205243437707858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween this year has been one of the best.I was a Jeanne,Phoebe was a vampire, Paizlie was Nancy Drew ,Truman was a pirate.When we went to the pumpkin farm I wanted the biggest  pumpkin and I got it.It was so big dad could hardly  carry it witch is bad sign for his back.We also had a lot of left over candy = all the church candy + Halloween candy equals  a lot of candy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-8762020590238955233?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8762020590238955233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=8762020590238955233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8762020590238955233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/8762020590238955233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/12/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxmObHIHBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/g2X7lsBhtp4/s72-c/Halloween+2008+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-1629482540920332200</id><published>2008-10-12T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:04:30.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Nonstop Talker Sister Paizlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxeQFp4p7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/MqGqJ6ZPNzs/s1600-h/Olivia+%26+Paizlie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxeQFp4p7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/MqGqJ6ZPNzs/s200/Olivia+%26+Paizlie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277196493860153266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxeP-xmdcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Vu_c5pfDAk4/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxeP-xmdcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Vu_c5pfDAk4/s200/Halloween+2008+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277196492013467074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxePhERdqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bB0XJ5fZsCo/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxePhERdqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bB0XJ5fZsCo/s200/Halloween+2008+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277196484038719138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxePPwy0TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FCYPmKS2Ukc/s1600-h/fairy+wings+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxePPwy0TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FCYPmKS2Ukc/s200/fairy+wings+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277196479393616178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an amazing sister named Paizlie. She is one of the most funniest people in my family.When it comes to  two people fighting she gets right in the middle and tattletales. I wonder though if she might have a brain problem seriously.She once fell hit her head and got a golf ball sized bump.Witch makes her look like she has an unabrow.Anyway I still love very much.Also just so you know she talks in her sleep witch is not fun at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-1629482540920332200?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1629482540920332200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=1629482540920332200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1629482540920332200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1629482540920332200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-crazy-nonstop-talker-sister-paizlie.html' title='My Crazy Nonstop Talker Sister Paizlie'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/STxeQFp4p7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/MqGqJ6ZPNzs/s72-c/Olivia+%26+Paizlie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-3269694209784855001</id><published>2008-10-12T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:22:01.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a anouncment'/><title type='text'>UH OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK just by my title you can see that something is wrong and there is, my mom and Bridget  went  to sell the tutus and fairy wings and only one of each were sold . Bridget has made over 20 tutus and they are so cute.I am very sad  because my mom said that we can make  tutus and wings for our baby  dolls but that we have to wait until  the thing was over so that she could  buy more stuff so they would be extra cute but i guess it will not happen.Oh the wings are for 25$ and the tutus are for 35$and they both agreed that they would not have the price higher than 40$ but if people buy them and are crazy for them the price is going up to 50$ and 60$.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-3269694209784855001?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3269694209784855001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=3269694209784855001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3269694209784855001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3269694209784855001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/10/uh-oh.html' title='UH OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-5652125774203882648</id><published>2008-09-20T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:35:40.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My awesome cousins</title><content type='html'>MY COUSIN KALANI BEGGED ME  TO HAVE HER WRITE ON MY BLOG SO I LET HER.Ok here it is. My cousins are just plain AWESOME!There are always nice and even though sometimes they fight they are still the best.I love them with all my heart and I know someday they will (well they  already are) be the best people ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-5652125774203882648?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/5652125774203882648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=5652125774203882648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5652125774203882648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5652125774203882648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-awesome-cousins.html' title='My awesome cousins'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-3758444380275487544</id><published>2008-09-19T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:22:46.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fairy wings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SN_0w2EX22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ucYZxEYff_Y/s1600-h/Fairy+wings+I+made.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SN_0w2EX22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ucYZxEYff_Y/s400/Fairy+wings+I+made.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251184810522041186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       (The wings look like that except smaller.)                                                                                                                     My mom is making fairy wings so be keeping a eye on my moms website because I bet she is going to sell them on her blog or just have pictures or something like that but really they are so cute any little girl would want them. I bet they will be a big hit because its almost Halloween.One of the Fairy Wings that my  mom is working on is blue and white with pearl white silk ribbon sowed to the sides.Bridget Heller is going to make Tutus and head bands and plus my mom is making Fairy Wings so they are going to work together and make costumes for Halloween.This is just a warning that there is going to be a big bucket full of fairy wings and tutus and head bands for Halloween soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-3758444380275487544?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3758444380275487544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=3758444380275487544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3758444380275487544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3758444380275487544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/09/fairy-wings.html' title='fairy wings!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SN_0w2EX22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ucYZxEYff_Y/s72-c/Fairy+wings+I+made.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-1564565246296332098</id><published>2008-09-07T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:57:02.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cute, adorable, good singer, beautiful song writer, and tidy up sister phoebe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSUDeNZXoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VVxjb89C9pg/s1600-h/DSC01682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSUDeNZXoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VVxjb89C9pg/s200/DSC01682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243478653535870594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSTIJxkZPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/m5BhpC5SXSU/s1600-h/March+-+July+2005+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSTIJxkZPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/m5BhpC5SXSU/s200/March+-+July+2005+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243477634438161650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSTIZePZtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KyMB7cXbWIg/s1600-h/%21st+day+of+school+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSTIZePZtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KyMB7cXbWIg/s200/%21st+day+of+school+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243477638652061394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister means every thing to me. I love her and she knows how to sing amazing so good that she could make the whole world fill up with joy even the sick, that reminds me today Paizlie is really sick and she has been coughing I am guessing that she has the fever,bark cough really bad, and some Asama. Poor thing she is suffering a lot but phoebe and I will try to make her feel better.We will say our prays and try to help her feel better. I know phoebe gets mad some times but it is because she is trying to help and when I do not help her she get frustrated and know I really feel bad and I am going to help her do what ever she asks me to.She really does sing amazing she like an angel fly with magical bells and when she sings she makes up these little song and they are so cute. I can tell you that and if the title says that she is cute and adorable she really really is and phoebe or should I should say Amzie is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-1564565246296332098?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1564565246296332098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=1564565246296332098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1564565246296332098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1564565246296332098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-cute-adorable-good-singer-beautiful.html' title='my cute, adorable, good singer, beautiful song writer, and tidy up sister phoebe!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSUDeNZXoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VVxjb89C9pg/s72-c/DSC01682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-1338456187092611075</id><published>2008-09-05T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:09:43.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snake time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIGt4Y-aI/AAAAAAAAADE/GxTs1l8sUGc/s1600-h/May+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIGt4Y-aI/AAAAAAAAADE/GxTs1l8sUGc/s200/May+2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243465515142805922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIHMWbaGI/AAAAAAAAADM/M5pnQTdSWg0/s1600-h/May+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIHMWbaGI/AAAAAAAAADM/M5pnQTdSWg0/s200/May+2008+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243465523321858146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIHeMkWJI/AAAAAAAAADU/U8SAKlT7X_c/s1600-h/May+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIHeMkWJI/AAAAAAAAADU/U8SAKlT7X_c/s200/May+2008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243465528112339090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIHppi4RI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hv2-eXBDD38/s1600-h/May+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIHppi4RI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hv2-eXBDD38/s200/May+2008+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243465531186667794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I caught a snake once well actually I was the first one to see it and  mom caught it. I was helping mom pick up sticks and I was going behind the cabana.I was about to pick it up when I saw it was a snake .I started to scream and my mom  said that she jumped back.Then she got a bug  cage and tried to over its  head but then it went under  a  plant  and wraped its self around a very short trunk  of it my mom thought it had left but she kept looking and found it wraped around the very short trunk.Then that night we took pictures of it and let it go in our pile of logs. Truman named him spike or something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-1338456187092611075?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1338456187092611075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=1338456187092611075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1338456187092611075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/1338456187092611075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/09/snake-time.html' title='snake time'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SMSIGt4Y-aI/AAAAAAAAADE/GxTs1l8sUGc/s72-c/May+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-813162646568684155</id><published>2008-08-28T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:40:08.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle World! Turtle World!</title><content type='html'>okay so I have the most best pet in the world they are red ear sliders and they are turtles.  We would have seven turtles right now but five died first Truman's, next mine ,third phoebes, fourth Truman's, and phoebes (we got three new ones). Now only mine and Paizlies survives today it is a miracle for me because I actually got to see mine before it died. Truman's died on Christmas night he did not really care because he did never  actually know what a turtle was and he still doesn't now quite still now.  He's always wanting to feed the turtles and if we let him we half to give him a tiny amount of turtle food in his hand.Once he poured a whole box full of turtle food and the tank smelt  like a dirty pig I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-813162646568684155?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/813162646568684155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=813162646568684155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/813162646568684155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/813162646568684155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/turtle-world-turtle-world.html' title='Turtle World! Turtle World!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-6547574739187952882</id><published>2008-08-21T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:59:48.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my teachers that are nicest in the  whole 3rd classes</title><content type='html'>Ok so I get the most best teachers in the world and  a lot other of my classmates, but that is not all even though today is the fourth day of school I know that they are the best because they let us take of me shoes and they brought walking stick it was cool. I forgot to tell you that I have two teachers they are both really cool I want to have to stay in that class for the rest of third grade and I also wish I had three more teachers Mrs.Goodman,  Mrs .Helzer , Mrs.Town.It would be like having a dream come true all my favorite teachers Mrs.Goodman,Mrs.Helzer,Mrs.Town,Mrs.Reeson,and Mrs.O,conell I bet that if that comes true then that would mean that I get  every thing I want.I don't very often get what I want and this is true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-6547574739187952882?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/6547574739187952882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=6547574739187952882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/6547574739187952882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/6547574739187952882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-teachers-that-are-nicest-in-whole.html' title='my teachers that are nicest in the  whole 3rd classes'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-7647430893901011586</id><published>2008-08-03T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:59:25.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>queen and sevent life</title><content type='html'>chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;                    meeting the queen and the servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time I was a normal but useless little girl .I once again had to go and go and get two buckets full of fresh well water I had no  time. The queen was already complaining as she was every morning. She was not a very pleasant queen. I heard about that before I worked for her and thought it was just an untrue rumor and started working for her and thought those rumors were really true and i could not believe that i actually did not believe such thing. But when it came to giving gold away and talking to her people she was at her best and very loved by her people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;                                disaster to the queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               The next day the queen had a meeting with her people.She was nerves and  so nervous she forgot about being nice to her people even though she has had three thousand meetings before in her life.  She was so busted by her people and the people had said mean things about the queen and throne stick at her she was just such a mess and she was covered in a bunch of hay and tomatoes her dress was covered in mud and poop she could not bear the horrible accident that happened at that meeting. I was actually pretty happy that the people found out how the queen really treated other people and that she got a peace of what other people got from her and I guess she didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;                                    another one to serve, whoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so I so its the first time I've been happy in a long time.The next day a horrible thing was sent from the doctors that did not care about what people said about them so what happened thee other day they didn't really care about it at all. well she went over to the doctors because her stomach  was aching  really bad early that morning and they sent a letter saying that she was pregnant. When  her servants read her that she pregnant she blurted out pregnant I don't believe you at all let me see that letter and she snatched it away from one of the servants. She was so happy she fainted. They let her sit there for a while and then started to get worried so they asked the doctor to come he came as fast as you can say rap up this party and as quick as wink he was standing next to her bed he said that he came as quick as he could go to get there because women that faint while they are pregnant there baby can get very sick and can have to get taken out very very early.Then there was  a silence in the room...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapter 4&lt;br /&gt;   coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-7647430893901011586?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7647430893901011586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=7647430893901011586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/7647430893901011586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/7647430893901011586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/ya-ya-ya-for-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='queen and sevent life'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-38980635605362121</id><published>2008-07-29T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:23:29.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you figure out what  i tryed to write</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; gvhpipertyh jklovesret  fhdeveryonefv dfsobngj ghbmuchgjhb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;answers :piper  loves  everyone  so much  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;bgtcomebfhg gbhugvfr dfmeyg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;answers:come  hug me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;bvhfibh hglovevhbfh nvgjbyouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;answers:i love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-38980635605362121?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/38980635605362121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=38980635605362121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/38980635605362121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/38980635605362121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-you-figure-out-what-is-i-tryed-to.html' title='can you figure out what  i tryed to write'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-7905783610887939534</id><published>2008-06-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T19:58:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Little, Weird, Cool  , And Smile All The Time Brother Truman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SIPpXIj8sUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2y8af_mjkFA/s1600-h/EthingtonFamilyReunion2005disk2+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SIPo40rdNPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Epn2NG-yg0s/s200/Easter+%2855%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225276055591138546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGKeRVcNK4I/AAAAAAAAABU/3y3ebncvJ_0/s1600-h/Tafua+Camping+Van+Damm+184.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sweet brother is  wild and obnoxious. I know for half of you can believe that, and the  other half can't  believe it,   but it is true.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say once in a while that he can be pretty sicko  here are some example                es,  I'm a baby  doctor ,I'm a really sick  patient, I'm bad spider man, I'm good spider man,but there a scratch on the floor and  it hert  me.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I guess he is a little bit sicko but I don't care because , I love him as much as I love  my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-7905783610887939534?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7905783610887939534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=7905783610887939534' title='2 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-5239951878499789059</id><published>2008-06-22T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:12:29.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMALL  hand writing girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I got to say that the title of this story is weird but I couldn't think of any thing else I mean  like  small is all capitalized.Let's get to where my story is all about ,first I was the one in my class that had the smallest hand writing.It isn't that fun because at school the teachers don't aspect  small hand writing.I guess they can't read as well as I can.I'll never learn how to write normally.I even draw my pictures small.I don't know why I do it's just to hard to stop writing so small I don't have a picture of how small my hand writing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I  wish I  did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJuvjm_lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wNODyca_NzA/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJuvjm_lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wNODyca_NzA/s200/DSC01456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215179067139489362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJu3MWSpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/q_Pqy0RDyOc/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJu3MWSpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/q_Pqy0RDyOc/s200/DSC01458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215179069189409426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJvbG3X-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ok7LRr0M7es/s1600-h/Daddy+Daughter+campout+Aug+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJvbG3X-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ok7LRr0M7es/s200/Daddy+Daughter+campout+Aug+05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215179078830088162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One  early morning my dad ,Phoebe , Paizlie, and I went camping  for Daddy  Daughter Camp Out.First  we  watched a movie, Phantom Of The Opera and  then went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the middle of the night i was sleep talking and my  dad woke up and tried to talk to me.Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I kicked him and in  the morning he told me what happened .I thought i might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt;n trouble  for kicking him but i wasn't because. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He said i might have kicked him because i didn't want the blanket on me. That was the best time camping!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-5542913330473538809?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/5542913330473538809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=5542913330473538809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5542913330473538809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5542913330473538809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-night-at-daddy-dauter-camp.html' title='Fun Night At Daddy Daughter  Camp!'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SGAJuvjm_lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wNODyca_NzA/s72-c/DSC01456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-3799627445258365998</id><published>2008-06-19T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:56:22.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phoebe's mess of attotude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpkErhjuI/AAAAAAAAACs/DTMCFw8DC5M/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpkErhjuI/AAAAAAAAACs/DTMCFw8DC5M/s400/DSC01668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239350547456298722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpkrQmMII/AAAAAAAAAC0/VsapT_FJ2pQ/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpkrQmMII/AAAAAAAAAC0/VsapT_FJ2pQ/s400/DSC01670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239350557812338818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpk5DQIfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/twvBdLUQiPs/s1600-h/DSC01671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpk5DQIfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/twvBdLUQiPs/s400/DSC01671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239350561514463730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well,here is how this story is .....it is DdRrAaMmAa(drama).Phoebe of course is about 5 or 4 years old and Truman is about month old.Phoebe yous to like getting in trouble.That day I guess  she was thinking of trouble.Probably like writing on  Truman  with permanent   marker...and that's what she  did.She got in trouble so bad for doing that she got grounded and got colored on herself by my mom and Truman.So after that happened me and Paizlie scrubbed her up every little bit with wipes.I was so mad at phoebe cause she never said thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-3799627445258365998?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3799627445258365998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=3799627445258365998' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3799627445258365998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/3799627445258365998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/06/phoebes-mess-of-attotude.html' title='phoebe&apos;s mess of attotude'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SLXpkErhjuI/AAAAAAAAACs/DTMCFw8DC5M/s72-c/DSC01668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4653775092525991797.post-5431832351562583239</id><published>2008-06-19T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:07:08.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>small family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SFrv-xKYJwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C_s7p93jZFw/s1600-h/family+pictures+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SFrv-xKYJwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C_s7p93jZFw/s200/family+pictures+05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213743380262561538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family  is  small.There is only four kids and two parents   ........but we let our grandparents live with us.Ha ha ha ha ha ha!NO!Thats a laugh my mom made  up .I have  two sisters  and  one  brother.My little sister's  name  is  Phoebe.My little  little  sisters  name is  Paizlie. Truman is our families littlest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4653775092525991797-5431832351562583239?l=bigearspiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/feeds/5431832351562583239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4653775092525991797&amp;postID=5431832351562583239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5431832351562583239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4653775092525991797/posts/default/5431832351562583239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigearspiper.blogspot.com/2008/06/small-family.html' title='small family'/><author><name>Piper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01334858298076232081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/S94AGpNO4II/AAAAAAAAAKk/0kkh4bJArqg/S220/pictures+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRC9e6-vO-I/SFrv-xKYJwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C_s7p93jZFw/s72-c/family+pictures+05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
