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	<title>Comments on: Huckleberry Finis</title>
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		<title>By: fundamentaljelly</title>
		<link>http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/05/huckleberry-finis/comment-page-1/#comment-745</link>
		<dc:creator>fundamentaljelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 19:08:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My bad, I forgot to tell you Happy Mothers Day.  Oh, how I loathe Hallmark.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My bad, I forgot to tell you Happy Mothers Day.  Oh, how I loathe Hallmark.</p>
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		<title>By: fundamentaljelly</title>
		<link>http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/05/huckleberry-finis/comment-page-1/#comment-744</link>
		<dc:creator>fundamentaljelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 18:42:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I hear ya, I married a completely normal person (she&#039;s a nurse) and I can&#039;t imagine my life without her.  She often says, &quot;my life would be boring without you,&quot; so the things I (we) brought to the table add spice and even adventure.  I think we&#039;re lucky.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hear ya, I married a completely normal person (she&#8217;s a nurse) and I can&#8217;t imagine my life without her.  She often says, &#8220;my life would be boring without you,&#8221; so the things I (we) brought to the table add spice and even adventure.  I think we&#8217;re lucky.</p>
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		<title>By: barelyknittogether</title>
		<link>http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/05/huckleberry-finis/comment-page-1/#comment-750</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 12:34:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think I&#039;ve heard that title; now I will definitely go check it out.  I also did things I shouldn&#039;t have, but they weren&#039;t limited to the outdoors. ;)

Those times of freedom were the high points of my early life. They continued into young adulthood, really; after I had my daughter I just brought her with me.  Now I&#039;m starting to get the boys involved.  I think I&#039;d forgotten how much I love playing in creeks until recently.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think I&#8217;ve heard that title; now I will definitely go check it out.  I also did things I shouldn&#8217;t have, but they weren&#8217;t limited to the outdoors. <img src='http://barelyknittogether.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Those times of freedom were the high points of my early life. They continued into young adulthood, really; after I had my daughter I just brought her with me.  Now I&#8217;m starting to get the boys involved.  I think I&#8217;d forgotten how much I love playing in creeks until recently.</p>
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		<title>By: barelyknittogether</title>
		<link>http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/05/huckleberry-finis/comment-page-1/#comment-743</link>
		<dc:creator>barelyknittogether</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 12:28:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>While I know that&#039;s not the kind of upbringing that necessarily creates healthy adults (really - &lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt;), it appears it might create creative adults.  I mean the total neglect thing, not the freedom thing.

But it sounds like you were still basically good kids.  Wish I&#039;d had an ocean nearby! But we had creeks, and as a teenager I spent a LOT of time in them.  And I never, ever wore shoes except to work.  In fact, I didn&#039;t even wear shoes into the grocery store where I &lt;em&gt;did work&lt;/em&gt;  unless I was actually working.  I still hate wearing them to drive or do anything.  I love mud between my toes.

I&#039;ve so long associated my total freedom with doing reckless, dangerous, unhealthy things that I have been very strict with my teenage daughter.  Yet I&#039;ve always regretted that she wouldn&#039;t have &quot;adventures&quot; like I did.  But no worries, she&#039;s creating her own adventures in spades.

If you haven&#039;t read &lt;em&gt;Glass Castles&lt;/em&gt;, you should.  It&#039;s another example of a totally bizarre upbringing.  I&#039;m glad I married someone who&#039;s not disturbed or crazy like I am, or my kids could have written the sequel.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While I know that&#8217;s not the kind of upbringing that necessarily creates healthy adults (really &#8211; <em>I know</em>), it appears it might create creative adults.  I mean the total neglect thing, not the freedom thing.</p>
<p>But it sounds like you were still basically good kids.  Wish I&#8217;d had an ocean nearby! But we had creeks, and as a teenager I spent a LOT of time in them.  And I never, ever wore shoes except to work.  In fact, I didn&#8217;t even wear shoes into the grocery store where I <em>did work</em>  unless I was actually working.  I still hate wearing them to drive or do anything.  I love mud between my toes.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve so long associated my total freedom with doing reckless, dangerous, unhealthy things that I have been very strict with my teenage daughter.  Yet I&#8217;ve always regretted that she wouldn&#8217;t have &#8220;adventures&#8221; like I did.  But no worries, she&#8217;s creating her own adventures in spades.</p>
<p>If you haven&#8217;t read <em>Glass Castles</em>, you should.  It&#8217;s another example of a totally bizarre upbringing.  I&#8217;m glad I married someone who&#8217;s not disturbed or crazy like I am, or my kids could have written the sequel.</p>
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		<title>By: fundamentaljelly</title>
		<link>http://barelyknittogether.com/2009/05/huckleberry-finis/comment-page-1/#comment-746</link>
		<dc:creator>fundamentaljelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 07:11:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I agree with you.  I grew up Huck Finn style, not by design, my mom was a drunk and didn&#039;t care where we were, but it was Huck Finn nevertheless.

We lived a mile from the ocean in southern California and the Pacific was my own private sea.  I would spend entire summers roaming the dunes, rocks, and jetties.  A family that owned an Italian deli semi-adopted us and gave us food in exchange for a little work.

We committed no crimes, caused no trouble, found missing dogs, drank out of hoses, and went barefoot the entire time.  Cops and old ladies gave us rides and we didn&#039;t know we were poor.  Honestly, it was the coolest time in my life and a big reason why I became a biologist.

My kids didn&#039;t enjoy quite that much freedom, but more than most children.  And they&#039;re more independent than most of their peers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I agree with you.  I grew up Huck Finn style, not by design, my mom was a drunk and didn&#8217;t care where we were, but it was Huck Finn nevertheless.</p>
<p>We lived a mile from the ocean in southern California and the Pacific was my own private sea.  I would spend entire summers roaming the dunes, rocks, and jetties.  A family that owned an Italian deli semi-adopted us and gave us food in exchange for a little work.</p>
<p>We committed no crimes, caused no trouble, found missing dogs, drank out of hoses, and went barefoot the entire time.  Cops and old ladies gave us rides and we didn&#8217;t know we were poor.  Honestly, it was the coolest time in my life and a big reason why I became a biologist.</p>
<p>My kids didn&#8217;t enjoy quite that much freedom, but more than most children.  And they&#8217;re more independent than most of their peers.</p>
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		<title>By: phdinparenting</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 03:03:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Have you read &quot;Last Child in the Woods&quot;? If not, you need to! It is all about this exact topic. I think it is so important to give our kids the opportunity to play freely outdoors and to learn about their environment by touching and doing.

I grew up playing in the woods, digging in the sand, wading through the creek. We did some things we probably shouldn&#039;t have, but on the whole it was an incredibly positive experience. I was also a Girl Guide, so learned all sorts of outdoor survival techniques that way too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Have you read &#8220;Last Child in the Woods&#8221;? If not, you need to! It is all about this exact topic. I think it is so important to give our kids the opportunity to play freely outdoors and to learn about their environment by touching and doing.</p>
<p>I grew up playing in the woods, digging in the sand, wading through the creek. We did some things we probably shouldn&#8217;t have, but on the whole it was an incredibly positive experience. I was also a Girl Guide, so learned all sorts of outdoor survival techniques that way too.</p>
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		<title>By: barelyknittogether</title>
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		<dc:creator>barelyknittogether</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 23:30:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Nurse Myra - funny, when I read that, I was in the middle of a discussion about my totally dysfunctional family life.  So &quot;childhood garden&quot; took on a whole new meaning.  I think I could use a visit to the Gimcrack.  Glad you stopped by. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Nurse Myra &#8211; funny, when I read that, I was in the middle of a discussion about my totally dysfunctional family life.  So &#8220;childhood garden&#8221; took on a whole new meaning.  I think I could use a visit to the Gimcrack.  Glad you stopped by. <img src='http://barelyknittogether.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: nursemyra</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 22:48:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>your childhood garden sounds wonderful</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>your childhood garden sounds wonderful</p>
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