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        <title>Jinx - Crazy and Not So Crazy Random Thoughts - Twinkie&apos;s Blog - Mas</title>
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        <description>I was talking to my Lil&#039; Sister lili3445 (her handle/name on bakotopia.com) on the phone the other day about our kids. I had called her to see how my nephew was doing after finding out from our other sister The Raven (her handle/name at bakotopia.com) that she&#039;d accidentally dropped him and was so scared she ran to the emergency room. 
After running some of the usual tests and doing a cat scan, they determined that the baby was fine and sent them home. But I knew if she was anything like me, she&#039;d still be worried. 
So, I called her. 
lili3445: &amp;quot;I read your blog about the bubble boy!&amp;quot; 
me: &amp;quot;Oh yeah? Did you see the picture? My poor baby, hu?&amp;quot; 
lili3445: &amp;quot; You JINXED ME!&amp;quot;
me; ??????
lili3445: &amp;quot;I didn&#039;t think I had to worry like this about my kid until at LEAST&amp;nbsp; a year or two. NOT two months. Like when he started walking or something! Then I read your blog and bam.. This happens to my baby!&amp;quot;
me: &amp;quot;Oh yeah, girl. And it never stops. Trust me. Not even after they turn 18 do you stop worrying. In fact, you worry MORE because guess what? When they start doing something stupid, you can&#039;t GROUND them.&amp;quot;
Then, feeling completely helpsless and slightly depressed we simultaneously sigh. 
silence...... 
me: &amp;quot;I gotta go! Glad to hear the baby is ok.&amp;quot;
lili3445: &amp;quot;OK. BYE&amp;quot; 
&amp;nbsp;</description>
        <itunes:summary>I was talking to my Lil&#039; Sister lili3445 (her handle/name on bakotopia.com) on the phone the other day about our kids. I had called her to see how my nephew was doing after finding out from our other sister The Raven (her handle/name at bakotopia.com) that she&#039;d accidentally dropped him and was so scared she ran to the emergency room. 
After running some of the usual tests and doing a cat scan, they determined that the baby was fine and sent them home. But I knew if she was anything like me, she&#039;d still be worried. 
So, I called her. 
lili3445: &amp;quot;I read your blog about the bubble boy!&amp;quot; 
me: &amp;quot;Oh yeah? Did you see the picture? My poor baby, hu?&amp;quot; 
lili3445: &amp;quot; You JINXED ME!&amp;quot;
me; ??????
lili3445: &amp;quot;I didn&#039;t think I had to worry like this about my kid until at LEAST&amp;nbsp; a year or two. NOT two months. Like when he started walking or something! Then I read your blog and bam.. This happens to my baby!&amp;quot;
me: &amp;quot;Oh yeah, girl. And it never stops. Trust me. Not even after they turn 18 do you stop worrying. In fact, you worry MORE because guess what? When they start doing something stupid, you can&#039;t GROUND them.&amp;quot;
Then, feeling completely helpsless and slightly depressed we simultaneously sigh. 
silence...... 
me: &amp;quot;I gotta go! Glad to hear the baby is ok.&amp;quot;
lili3445: &amp;quot;OK. BYE&amp;quot; 
&amp;nbsp;</itunes:summary>
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