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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><updated>2006-08-01T00:01:10Z</updated><id>tag:blog.limedaley.com,2018:/isso/thread/post/Lacrosse-Forgetful-God-Rhymes</id><title>Comments for blog.limedaley.com/post/Lacrosse-Forgetful-God-Rhymes</title><entry><id>tag:blog.limedaley.com,2018:/isso/243/882</id><title>Comment #882</title><updated>2006-08-01T00:01:10Z</updated><author><name>SursumCorda</name></author><link href="https://blog.limedaley.com/post/Lacrosse-Forgetful-God-Rhymes#isso-882" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Picture Dictionary #7 has a lacrosse stick (and player) under Sports.  I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; the thought of him trying to throw the ball with the lower case &amp;quot;t.&amp;quot;  When we first started playing with that puzzle, he called the t &amp;quot;cross.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blog.limedaley.com,2018:/isso/243/881</id><title>Comment #881</title><updated>2006-07-30T23:38:24Z</updated><author><name>serina</name></author><link href="https://blog.limedaley.com/post/Lacrosse-Forgetful-God-Rhymes#isso-881" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I love that Ellery is part of his language development. =) Maya's first rhymes were &amp;quot;Ellery Bellery&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Elly Belly,&amp;quot; shortly after Ellyer arrived. And to this day, we call Ellery variations of all of those names. Maya's in a real rhyming phase, too--she'll spend an entire car ride asking me to rhyme with her.&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blog.limedaley.com,2018:/isso/243/880</id><title>Comment #880</title><updated>2006-07-29T16:24:58Z</updated><author><name>MikeQ</name></author><link href="https://blog.limedaley.com/post/Lacrosse-Forgetful-God-Rhymes#isso-880" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;You guys totally rock! :)&lt;br&gt;
This post is awesome!&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:blog.limedaley.com,2018:/isso/243/879</id><title>Comment #879</title><updated>2006-07-28T15:39:10Z</updated><author><name>Jon Daley</name></author><link href="https://blog.limedaley.com/post/Lacrosse-Forgetful-God-Rhymes#isso-879" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;To add to the &amp;quot;what was I thinking?&amp;quot; part, the other day he was about to go to the bathroom, and as he headed towards the toilet, realized that he would need his stool, and started out towards the laundry room to get it (where it is helpful for reaching the washing machine), and I pointed out that the stool was already in the bathroom, and he made a funny face, and then put the stool near the toilet, but then continued out the laundry room again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I made some sort of noise of wondering or something, and he said, &amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;, but I let him go out to the washing machine, where he discovered the stool was missing.  Then he came back into the bathroom wondering where his stool was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When he saw it next to the toilet, where he had just placed it 10 seconds before, then everything clicked, and he realized what had happened.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was funny to think of it like a computer program: the queue of operations that he had in his head still got executed, even though I had temporarily injected a new instruction, and his processor didn't realize the later instruction needed to be removed, so it was carried out anyway.&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry></feed>