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Um carrinho com um bebê de seis meses caiu             nos trilhos de uma estação de trem em Melbourne, na Austrália, e, por um milagre, a             criança escapou da morte.          

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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_lHxZe1vJIOeEBCGabTEvq5m60A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_lHxZe1vJIOeEBCGabTEvq5m60A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/I3Vc3Tba1H8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/10/laringite-infantil.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-4690699925153666961</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T11:22:22.762-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viagem com criança</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bebê</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viagem</category><title>Viagens e fotos</title><atom:summary>Viajar tem feito parte da vida do Gabriel. Com apenas 13 meses de idade, eu perdi as contas das viagens que fizemos. A primeira, aqui pertinho mesmo, foi para a ilha de Martha's Vineyard quando ele tinha menos de dois meses de idade. A mais recente aconteceu na semana passada, para New Jersey, aonde estivemos pelo menos três vezes desde que ele nasceu. A mais longa foi para o Brasil quando ele </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/38gaZHzSJrk/viagens-e-fotos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21mRwAJHD1I/Ss4CeGCQviI/AAAAAAAAZ7o/WatekopI2W0/s72-c/blg10.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u60D7m0JIAAUwOnBTTi2mK_vo6c/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u60D7m0JIAAUwOnBTTi2mK_vo6c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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Ontem me permiti um pequeno luxo que minha atual rotina e $$$ não tem me permitido usufruir. Fui a um salão para fazer as unhas e as sombrancelhas. Paguei $22.00 pelo serviço (apenas manicure). Não posso reclamar das sombrancelhas que ficaram ótimas! Minhas sombracelhas são difíceis de acertar, mas a moça fez um serviço excelente, mas as unhas... Bem, não poderia esperar nada muito ao estilo </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/md60sTxm7J4/ontem-me-permiti-um-pequeno-luxo-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lsfl7gzc6Jd83EqYWZfLsybLK4M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lsfl7gzc6Jd83EqYWZfLsybLK4M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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O website Health.com publicou uma lista com os alimentos da estação. Achei muito legal compartilhar aqui com vocês até porque na América do Norte, obviamente, é bem diferente do Brasil. Vamos lá!


Maçã: Agosto a novembro
Date: Setembro a dezembro (alguém sabe a tradução para "date"? Sei que é fruto de palmeira, mas não tenho a menor idéia do que seja e nunca comi...)
Toronja: Setembro a abril
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/QsHsgcaUb1I/alimentos-sazonais.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kb6J8CSAFnJqscUlYnU2Xz7Wvio/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kb6J8CSAFnJqscUlYnU2Xz7Wvio/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lzdxRry3bt-rCa7_tu_iaOK7p3c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lzdxRry3bt-rCa7_tu_iaOK7p3c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/xTkXnkNU-i4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/espanando-poeira.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-2308106256483273588</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 04:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T00:22:00.529-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/5pcrxcxkj1U/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gf1a3HbJ9quRHBOejn-mHMfxl-c/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gf1a3HbJ9quRHBOejn-mHMfxl-c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gf1a3HbJ9quRHBOejn-mHMfxl-c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gf1a3HbJ9quRHBOejn-mHMfxl-c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/5pcrxcxkj1U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-1526903447289498816</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T00:18:00.904-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">primeiros passos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cercado</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sapatos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">walkers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">calçados</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">portão</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">andador</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tomada</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">segurança</category><title>Uma questão de segurança</title><atom:summary>Como você pode ver AQUI, o Gabriel começou a dar os seus primeiros passos. Ele "esperou" completar doze meses para tomar confiança nas suas perninhas fofas. Até então a gente ouviu muitas vezes a pergunta: "Ele já está andando?" E a resposta quase sempre era: "Quase". A verdade é que o momento em que o bebê começa a andar é um grande marco na vida dele e de toda a família. Mesmo que a gente tente</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/PEPK1jZIjsI/uma-questao-de-seguranca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hPUfocQHkC6xFLxdaGVki45VW7Y/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hPUfocQHkC6xFLxdaGVki45VW7Y/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hPUfocQHkC6xFLxdaGVki45VW7Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hPUfocQHkC6xFLxdaGVki45VW7Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/PEPK1jZIjsI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/uma-questao-de-seguranca.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-3899740931444472654</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T00:01:01.076-04:00</atom:updated><title>Video de fotos do Gabriel by Vinny</title><atom:summary /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/6dA9SEmH6aM/video-de-fotos-do-gabriel-by-vinny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/djqOJau5D6QOsU5BNJSAvO2wZRU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/djqOJau5D6QOsU5BNJSAvO2wZRU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/djqOJau5D6QOsU5BNJSAvO2wZRU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/djqOJau5D6QOsU5BNJSAvO2wZRU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/6dA9SEmH6aM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/video-de-fotos-do-gabriel-by-vinny.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-1018903384213509712</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T10:14:34.285-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">retrospectiva</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">primeiro ano</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">aniversário</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">1 aninho</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confiar em ti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paulo césar baruk</category><title>Retrospectiva 1 ano do Gabriel</title><atom:summary>

</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/9lJIrb5aVLA/retrospectiva-1-ano-do-gabriel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lIAtXXzLDcA52BhE5x6Tndjz0Cs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lIAtXXzLDcA52BhE5x6Tndjz0Cs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lIAtXXzLDcA52BhE5x6Tndjz0Cs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lIAtXXzLDcA52BhE5x6Tndjz0Cs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/9lJIrb5aVLA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/retrospectiva-1-ano-do-gabriel.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-3528599428567445952</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 05:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T10:16:25.529-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler e tiaras</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">precocidade infantil</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">erotização infantil</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bizarrices</category><title>Infância perdida entre plumas e paetês</title><atom:summary>Realmente acho que as crianças merecem e precisam ser crianças

Não sei porque cargas d'agua eu tenho perdido o meu sono ultimamente. Minha rotina tem sido noite dormida, noite acordada, noite dormida, noite acordada. Numa dessas noites acordada eu resolvi zapear pelos canais de televisão e me deparei com um espetáculo excêntrico, para dizer o mínimo. Imagine meninas de quatro, seis, oito anos </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/RYTmU_h5cdQ/infancia-perdida-entre-plumas-e-paetes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21mRwAJHD1I/Sqs3v_Ow-yI/AAAAAAAAZ5w/NBmGAcYQTFI/s72-c/toddlers-tiaras-girl-waving.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RZ0R84tJG-7vV677Z9h4qi6la0I/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RZ0R84tJG-7vV677Z9h4qi6la0I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RZ0R84tJG-7vV677Z9h4qi6la0I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RZ0R84tJG-7vV677Z9h4qi6la0I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/RYTmU_h5cdQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/infancia-perdida-entre-plumas-e-paetes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-3706585987925803465</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T01:29:11.895-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">convites</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">aniversário</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">snack bag</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">festa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lembrancinhas</category><title>Convites e lembrancinhas</title><atom:summary>Fiquei devendo mostrar aqui as fotos das lembrancinhas e convite da festinha do Gabriel. Como recebi hoje os CDs com as fotos da festa (que aliás estão maravilhosas), estou colocando as imagens
 para vocês conferirem.  Clique nas imagens para ampliar, tá?
ConviteO convite foi essa caixinha com um patinho/anjo. O papel ficou enroladinho, amarrado com uma fita azul e preso ao patinho. 

Snack bagA </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/IdkcLeHsHCA/convites-e-lembrancinhas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21mRwAJHD1I/Sqsud3uevQI/AAAAAAAAZ5Q/iRft2i_8lFk/s72-c/IMG_1379t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woScqVCZ232lkFYgteEkaR7P5RU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woScqVCZ232lkFYgteEkaR7P5RU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woScqVCZ232lkFYgteEkaR7P5RU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woScqVCZ232lkFYgteEkaR7P5RU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/IdkcLeHsHCA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/convites-e-lembrancinhas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-6996100806140703474</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T00:02:00.550-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">convertible car seat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booster</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">car seat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bebê conforto</category><title>Meu projetinho de vida: Como colocar o bebê-conforto no carro</title><atom:summary>Meu projetinho de vida: Como colocar o bebê-conforto no carroEstava lendo esse texto da Roberta (link acima) e lembrando das minhas próprias experiências fadadas com a cadeirinha de carro ou bebê conforto. A primeira vez que eu coloquei o Gabriel na cadeirinha ele estava completamente enrolado na manta. Foi na saída da maternidade, mãe de primeira viagem, sabe comé, né?. Taí a foto que não me </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/Pwr1y09sgdo/meu-projetinho-de-vida-como-colocar-o.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21mRwAJHD1I/Sqh7wy8R3iI/AAAAAAAAZ5E/aFlx5Ny9DXs/s72-c/carseat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/haMRUw3OQftnRoiYQeC10nxf9KA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/haMRUw3OQftnRoiYQeC10nxf9KA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/haMRUw3OQftnRoiYQeC10nxf9KA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/haMRUw3OQftnRoiYQeC10nxf9KA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/Pwr1y09sgdo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/meu-projetinho-de-vida-como-colocar-o.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-3772540926390324239</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T00:34:20.847-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Ter um bebê em casa é enxergar a vida com novos olhos. Ao contrário do que muitos dizem por aí, o dia-a-dia passa a ser vivenciado como uma novidade, não como uma rotina. Talvez por isso muitos pais fazem coro à ladainha de que a infância passa muito depressa. Na vida da criança acontecem coisas importantes em sequências ligeiras. Os marcos surgem um a um e quando se percebe o seu bebezinho </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/TZlEUmPwMZc/ter-um-bebe-em-casa-e-enxergar-vida-com.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JYhCGoaW4TTUhGt7CoCnYCaTLWs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JYhCGoaW4TTUhGt7CoCnYCaTLWs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JYhCGoaW4TTUhGt7CoCnYCaTLWs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JYhCGoaW4TTUhGt7CoCnYCaTLWs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~4/TZlEUmPwMZc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://sermaenaamerica.blogspot.com/2009/09/ter-um-bebe-em-casa-e-enxergar-vida-com.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871426521969617234.post-1487337441886174926</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-09T18:42:22.307-04:00</atom:updated><title>O primeiro corte de cabelo</title><atom:summary>Meu anjinho se entregou passivamente aos cuidados da cabelereira e perdeu um a um os seus cachos. Mamãe guardou dois de recordação. Um vai para a cápsula do tempo; o outro vai ficar no estojinho prateado criado especialmente com esse propósito. Meu bebê ficou com cara de homenzinho.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/marcialimagomes/~3/ELXpIWsRhjE/o-primeiro-corte-de-cabelo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marcia Lima Gomes)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D-kMgBMTmw0CTgeKekq3s4LpNOs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D-kMgBMTmw0CTgeKekq3s4LpNOs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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