<?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-29259655</id><updated>2011-12-08T17:05:54.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About me</title><subtitle type='html'>About me is about Maria, who is a supercool eight year old girl.  Maria knows a lot of things and wants to share her ideas with you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-7778451565451763565</id><published>2010-03-12T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T06:18:59.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANGER!</title><content type='html'>( I did this  post on my other blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO SEE WHERE I GOT MOST OF MY SCIENCE FAIR PROJECT, PULL UP THE LINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popularmechanics.com/science/earth/4331026.html"&gt;http://www.popularmechanics.com/science/earth/4331026.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD-BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-7778451565451763565?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7778451565451763565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=7778451565451763565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/7778451565451763565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/7778451565451763565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2010/03/danger.html' title='DANGER!'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-6247142848426691012</id><published>2010-02-26T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T06:14:29.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>??????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHECK FEARLESS MARIA, PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-6247142848426691012?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6247142848426691012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=6247142848426691012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6247142848426691012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6247142848426691012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='??????????'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-1577673456310794727</id><published>2009-03-19T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:02:54.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/ScLPCsZ7I3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/EMOs_Xpawbk/s1600-h/Hannah+Montana+Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315038155437187954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/ScLPCsZ7I3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/EMOs_Xpawbk/s320/Hannah+Montana+Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long time no see folks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you probably assumed, me and my family our going on ... VACATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are going to St. Cloud Minnesota!! We will be staying at an awesome hotel with, 3 swimming pools, 2 hot tubs, 2 restaurants, a basketball court, 2 or 3 gyms, ping pong, a fitness center, an arcade, and nice rooms!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, if you want more Maria, I helped my dad at his blog &lt;a href="http://mrdilettante.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mr.Dilettante&lt;/a&gt; with Gulity Pleasures part &lt;a href="http://mrdilettante.blogspot.com/2009/03/guilty-pleasures-part-thirty-eight.html"&gt;38&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mrdilettante.blogspot.com/2009/03/guilty-pleasures-part-thirty-nine-teen.html"&gt;39&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for our guest my brother... BEN!!!!!! (aka Lenny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi, you may know me as the sports dude with the funky icon. The hotel has plenty of stuff and is a lot of fun. If there is any drawback there is no free breakfast. Guess I have to live on Pop Tarts, the breakfast of champions. I'm gonna go off topic now. I was shocked this afternoon when Memphis almost got beat by Cal St. Northridge. Like many of you I filled out my bracket and had Memphis winning the title. Hot team(no, not like looks), good coaching and 30 wins. They got no respect because they play in C-USA. You shouldn't judge a team based on what leauge they play in. Memphis is a legit 1 and they deserved it. (Sorry, Big East).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quit saying Lenny to me Maria or I will start shouting out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thank you for that update Ben! Now time for an ending joke!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If an egg made up a song what would it be called? Keep your sunny side up!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-1577673456310794727?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1577673456310794727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=1577673456310794727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/1577673456310794727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/1577673456310794727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2009/03/vacation.html' title='VACATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/ScLPCsZ7I3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/EMOs_Xpawbk/s72-c/Hannah+Montana+Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-3673296382381401979</id><published>2008-05-31T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T15:12:40.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasures Part Twenty-One - Maria Takes Over Completely And Talks About Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/SEHNPuXBWwI/AAAAAAAAABM/0UvbQpLMWKk/s1600-h/lassy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206668314243324674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/SEHNPuXBWwI/AAAAAAAAABM/0UvbQpLMWKk/s400/lassy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay folks. Hey, are you here? Let's pay attention folks! Hut hut hut! Stand at attention like a soldier and pay attention!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria is in the house and I am going to tell you all about love. This Guilty Pleasures is about people telling, wondering, admitting and fighting about love. Have a good time folks, and watch the show! Yahoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up - this one is about people telling about love. These guys are the Beatles!!!! Yeah!!!! And this is one of their first big songs, from way back in 1963, when my dad was a baby. Here we are, introducing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cO9GB_KUAQI"&gt;She Loves You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next one is from 10 years later, in 1973. These guys know something about love, but they don't seem sure. So they are wondering. Here are the Spinners asking the musical question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UjkAEqb4Pa8"&gt;Could It Be I'm Falling in Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Dad tells me that the next one is from the disco era. I think that's sorta true. There are people dancing, so I guess it's possible. Here it is folks, the Emotions, from 1977, admitting that you've got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pX7uH1b-N3Y"&gt;The Best of My Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, sometimes people fight a little bit about love. Oh well, that's the way things are when people are pretty or handsome. So, here are Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney from late in 1982, having an argument about a girl. The both say that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y96mdVTMByk"&gt;The Girl Is Mine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Polls are open. Go ahead and vote, people! And I'm hoping to see some comments here! So get voting - I picked all the songs personally. So you'd better vote, people! Or else I'll have to sic my Webkinz on you again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria forever! And here's my ending joke:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did the dinosaur cross the road? Because chickens weren't invented yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-3673296382381401979?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3673296382381401979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=3673296382381401979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/3673296382381401979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/3673296382381401979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2008/05/guilty-pleasures-part-twenty-one-maria.html' title='Guilty Pleasures Part Twenty-One - Maria Takes Over Completely And Talks About Love'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/SEHNPuXBWwI/AAAAAAAAABM/0UvbQpLMWKk/s72-c/lassy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-1432069362002094916</id><published>2008-05-03T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:46:20.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria's World Because She's Back! Part Two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/SByuOUdsPNI/AAAAAAAAABE/iHupJlx_jjg/s1600-h/Giant+Godzilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196219631113354450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/SByuOUdsPNI/AAAAAAAAABE/iHupJlx_jjg/s320/Giant+Godzilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Part one is &lt;a href="http://fearlessmaria.blogspot.com/2008/05/marias-world-because-shes-back.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) Now read it, before you can read this blog, otherwise you get a ticket! Ha ha HAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess Godzilla did show up here on my other blog after all?  Sorry about that folks, I really asked him not to, but sometimes that's just what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I want to give you my likes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pokemon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baseball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pizza&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken Divan (that my Mom makes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Webkinz!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cartoons!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jokes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs (my cousins have two now and I want one.  Dad?  Did you hear me?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben 10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dresses - I especially liked my first communion dress, which was cool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video games!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Candy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rock and roll!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girl Scouts!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girl Scout Cookies!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Opheim, my cool 2nd grade teacher!  P.S., he's 26 and it's pronounced OH-PIME&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cake!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The winter and the holiday season!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kool-Aid!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rescue Pets!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My imaginary friend Cookie Dough Craving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My real friends Kaley, Gretchen, Haily and more!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mrs. Brandt, my gym teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Trampf, my art teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mrs. Krejcarek, my music teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mrs. Rieke, my science teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mrs. Klauer, the librarian at my school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My blogs!  My precious blogs!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drawing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cats, but not as much as dogs.  Dad, what about that dog I keep asking you about?  Yoo hoo, tell me about the dog, Dad.  C'mon, mister!  Let's see that dog!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winning the Pokemon League in the Pokemon video games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Park program in the summer time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming, if I could swim better, because I can't swim because of my ears, but that's not my fault and I'm going to get that fixed so I can swim like crazy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of my family, every single person!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I get a trophy, but I only have two Pinewood Derby ones for the slowest car Whaawhawaaaa!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halloween!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;St. Patrick's Day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easter!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the other holidays!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jumping rope!  But only when one person is jumping and that's me and it's not two people twirling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having my friends over for playdates!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excitement!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The State Fair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I use a lot of exclamation points!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plenty of other stuff that I can't think of right now.  But trust me I like it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, the fabulous post is over!  Our ending joke is. . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(drum rattle, drum rattle, drum rattle)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What does Adam think is remarkable in science?  Atoms!  Get it, get it?  Don't be shy, don't be shy!  C'mon, c'mon.  I rock at telling jokes!  It's true!  Hey, admit it, people.  Deal with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you next time on the Maria game show, ABOUT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Thank you, thank you very much.  Elvis has left the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-1432069362002094916?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1432069362002094916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=1432069362002094916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/1432069362002094916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/1432069362002094916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2008/05/marias-world-because-shes-back-part-two.html' title='Maria&apos;s World Because She&apos;s Back! Part Two!'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/SByuOUdsPNI/AAAAAAAAABE/iHupJlx_jjg/s72-c/Giant+Godzilla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-7930897986872918476</id><published>2007-12-31T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:28:23.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So have you heard about.... FEARLESS MARIA!!! Da dadadadadadooowaaaah!  It's the best, it's the best blog ever!  Yeah, so you better check it out, out out, bow bow bow bow pow bow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in Funkytown... so I talk about it talk about talk about it.   Whoooo yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's get on to the post.  After all, I'm so good I still have this blog too!  So you better listen up, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen. . . oh, I bet you're wondering this name.  Or maybe not. . . ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS!!!  Well, I just did.  It's great!  And funny!  And of course, I'm not going to tell you what happens, but hey - LOOK OUT LOOK OUT LOOK OUT, SOMEBODY'S GOING TO SPILL THE BEANS!  ELVIS PRESLEY - QUICK - HE'S SELLING HEADPHONES!  THEN YOU WON'T HEAR!  OH, I'LL GET YOU SOMEDAY, OH YOU, OH YOU SILLY MOVIE SPOILER PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GET YOU ALIVE!  I WILL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough drama for one post.  I also went to the Green Mill today with my brother and my grandma for lunch.  Bet you're jealous!  Neener neener!  You didn't get to go!  Dad had a peanut butter sandwich and ate it at his desk at Northern Tool.  I know he's jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I also used our gift cards at Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.  All right, time for a little ending jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is a tree helpful in math?  It has roots to help you figure out your square roots!  Did you hear the one about the boy and girl who tried to kiss the fog?  They mist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the dentist give the marching band?  A tuba toothpaste!  Why did the stone go to the doctor?  He had stonemonia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today folks!  Happy New Year!  And you better have a happy one, yo!  You better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maria!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-7930897986872918476?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7930897986872918476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=7930897986872918476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/7930897986872918476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/7930897986872918476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-blog.html' title='New blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-6180931353032350369</id><published>2007-11-21T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T18:32:36.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>Well, you know it's the day, the day, the day, the day, the day, well, you know.  The day.  The day before Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess you could eat mayonnaise with soy sauce, but of course that would taste like a brick.  Maybe not as hard as a brick, but as bad as a brick.  Now, you know you're very excited about Thanksgiving, but there's one other thing you have forgotten.  Well, maybe not forgotten, but never noticed.  You may have never even known it in your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS MY BROTHER'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's turning 12 today.  Dum dum da da dum, dum dum da da dum, he's 12 -- poosh!   Waaaah for him, because now he's too old to eat kid's meals at most restaurants.  But at least he's 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are you going somewhere for Thanksgiving/Turkey Day?  Well, maybe you're going to hot and stinky Texas, the Lone Star State.  Or you're going to Mississippi, where you'll swim and swim and try not to get run over by a huge boat, or the Titanic, or the ghost of the Titanic.  Or you're just going to someplace that's not very far.  Well, this year I'm back to the Cheeseheaders in WISCONSIN!!!!!!!!  La la la ee la ee lo lo lo.  And I'm going to go to Madison, not the town of Miley Cyrus.  And I'm going to see maybe about 10 relatives or so, like aunts and uncles and cousins and my knees and my backpack and maybe I'll bring Chubby and maybe, just maybe I'll see a refrigerator come to life.  But of course, that might not happen; I guess the cheese and all the other stuff will fall out as zombies and maybe they'll say:  WHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!  Or, AAAAAUUUUUGGGH, ZOMBIES SHALL RULE THE EARTH!  THE ORANGISH SKIN WILL COME OFF TO TRAP YOU AND YOU'LL FLY TO ANTARCTICA BY WAYS OF EGGS, AND JUST MAYBE FREEZE!  WHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are some things that might not happen.  Now you know what is going to happen next - the GRAND FINALE, FOLKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes, jokes, jokes!  Knock knock/Who's there/Turkey/Turkey Who?/Turkey scored a touchdown!  Knock knock/Who's there/Grackle/Grackle Who?/Grackle made a tackle!  Knock knock/Who's there/Ham/Ham Who?/Hamdingers, hamdingers, just heat 'em up in the frying pan!  Knock knock/Who's there/Big Orange Hairy Monster/Big Orange Hairy Monster Who?/Ding dong, Ri Rant Ret Ruh Roor Ropen!   Raggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for coming to the Italians Slipping Sliding Goo Factory.  Hope to see you again on the About Me Show.  Da da da ta da da da daaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-6180931353032350369?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6180931353032350369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=6180931353032350369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6180931353032350369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6180931353032350369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-7558167551351084514</id><published>2007-11-17T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T15:07:35.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Fans and Author Hands</title><content type='html'>First of all, as you see the title, right when you see the word, "author," you probably said, what the heck? Now you might think if kids were to write some book, it might only be five pages long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was my best friend Kaley who gave me the idea. Since she said that another girl in our class, whose name is Emily, wrote a book, too. This gave Kaley the idea. And that gave me the idea to write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, first, let's begin with my book's title. Now please don't laugh out loud, but the title is THE MIKER-BIKER SCHOOL. The reason it's called Miker-Biker is because at this school there are two principals. You might think that's unusual, but in my story it's not. Anyway, these two tough principals names are Mrs. Miker-Biker and Mr. Miker-Biker. And the principals could transform into anything. Anyone who did not follow the strict rules would be expelled! If you did follow the strict rules, you could also turn into anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's your sneak preview. Let's get on to the other part of the title, "November Fans." Now, I bet you know why I wrote November Fans; after all, it is November, of course. Now one thing I did in November so far is I saw "The Bee Movie!" I'm not going to tell you what happens, because you're probably going to find out yourself and I wouldn't want to spoil the movie for those that do not want to know what's happening. They just want to see it for themselves. I also did my First Reconciliation this morning at St. John the Baptist. I'm not going to tell you what I told Father Skluzacek, because that's none of your beeswax! Ha, get the beeswax part?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for a couple of ending jokes. What is the shaggy dog's favorite ride at the amusement park? The Hairy-Go-Round! Hello folks, what do you have in your ear? Do you have a Pikachu? Do you have a elephant? Is Scooby in your mouth? Who knows? Hey all you species out there, what is 80,344,000 x 1 Icka-ricka-illion? The answer is 80,344,000 Icka-rick-illion, with hot sauce and soy sauce with dumplings and mashed potatoes and mayonnaise on your roof. And my stuffed animal pal Chubby says, "Ruff Ruff Bark Bark Bow Wow Hot Dog Oven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th-th-th-th-th-that's all, folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-7558167551351084514?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7558167551351084514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=7558167551351084514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/7558167551351084514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/7558167551351084514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-fans-and-author-hands.html' title='November Fans and Author Hands'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-3992955299882214342</id><published>2007-10-20T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:40:09.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Things Happening... Every Day</title><content type='html'>You might not think this, that something happens, something just a little bit weird, each day. Something like this - a boy in my class is not very good at a letter, "R," and the blend "sh." When he says R, as in "Ryan," it sounds like "Wyan." And when he says "sheesh," it sounds like "sees." So that is something weird that has happened in the last couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's think of something else kind of weird that is happening. Like this morning, my brother Ben (also known as Lenny), who just screamed "WILL YOU STOP CALLING ME LENNY?! YOU'RE BUSTING ME!" Anyway, back to this morning... he kept saying "bring it on, fat girl!" Which I highly think is very rude, he did this while Dad was calling Uncle Paul. That's another thing that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right now, let's stop saying stuff that's weird. On to the second news. Do you speak Italian? If you know how to say, "where's the bathroom," write a comment and say how. The reason why I'm asking you that is on a "Scooby Doo" episode, the gang was in Pompeii and Fred said... well, I forget what he said, but whatever he said, he said it, then Velma whispered to Daphne "he said, 'where's the bathroom?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here comes the grand finale. A couple little jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Where are you today, you folks? Are you in the bathroom? Are you under the table? Are you in the kitchen, eating hoagies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When do you expect curtains to blow? When the weather gets all cloudy, and the clouds are shaped as curtains!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What is five plus four? Of course, you know the answer is nine, but I say nine isn't enough! What about thirty-five? Or sixty-seven? Or 142?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you know the tongue twister "she sells sea shells by the seashore?" Here's how you can make it seem a little, well, violent. "She sees sea monsters by the seashore!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bybymaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-3992955299882214342?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3992955299882214342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=3992955299882214342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/3992955299882214342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/3992955299882214342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/odd-things-happening-every-day.html' title='Odd Things Happening... Every Day'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-6358853234086247793</id><published>2007-10-18T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:18:53.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, Chocolate Goo/3, 4 Want Some More?/5,6, Pudding Mix/7,8 On Your Plate/9,10, Hungry Again</title><content type='html'>Well, it was dinner when it started.  I'm not sure if this was one of Dad's concerns, but Ben (also known as Lenny) felt like a wild animal, saying "I need meat!"  But, in Lenny's act he usually has a couple things he needs to work on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when I'm asking Dad something, Lenny should listen instead of saying "rum, rum, rum, Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!" or whatever else he says, like "yum, yum, yum, Travis Hafner scored a home run!"  I think C.C. Sabathia brainwashes Lenny.  Lenny really gets out of hand sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Thursday, the first day of MEA, and tomorrow, on Friday, we are going to Chuck E. Cheese's, but only if we clean our rooms and do some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, something I should have mentioned - have you ever heard of Scooby Doo?  It's a funny cartoon which includes the following characters in every episode:  the smart one, Velma; the fashion type, Daphne; the sports type, Fred; and the cowards, Shaggy and Scooby Doo, the dog, also known as Scooby.  These mystery-solving kids are also known as "meddling kids" by the villains.  Anyway, there was this funny episode called "It's Green!  It's Mean!  It's the Mystery Machine!"  The Mystery Machine is the gang's van, but originally it was owned by the Mystery Kids, a rock and roll band, as their tour bus.  Actually, the keyboard player, Flash Flanagan, who now seems to be in rock and roll heaven, owned the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Daphne was disguised as a gypsy, Velma said, holding a flashlight under her chin, said the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A seance is where you contact spirits from beyond the grave!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;And Shaggy and Scooby said, "Aaaaaugh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-6358853234086247793?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6358853234086247793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=6358853234086247793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6358853234086247793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6358853234086247793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-2-chocolate-goo3-4-want-some-more56.html' title='1, 2, Chocolate Goo/3, 4 Want Some More?/5,6, Pudding Mix/7,8 On Your Plate/9,10, Hungry Again'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-4805512782326729453</id><published>2007-10-10T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:40:14.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrahs for Halloween and MEA</title><content type='html'>Before we start the news, I'd like to tell you who is guest blogging - my dad!  All right, Dad, let's see what the news is.  Of course, I think everyone here listening knows what MEA means - Minnesota Education Association, which is the teachers' union.  They have their convention every year in October.  This is cool, because it means that I get a vacation and of course, I hope you all know what Halloween means - trick or treating!  Ghosts, goblins and witches!  Candy and fun!  And of course costumes.  Dad, what do you have to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next paragraph is by Dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think MEA is pretty cool, too, because Maria and Ben have been working hard at school and need a break.  Kids really enjoy the time off and the weather is still usually pretty good, so they can have some fun.  When you are 7 years old, like Maria, fun is really your most important thing.  And who doesn't like Halloween?  Just the candy alone makes it cool, but there's also a lot of colorful costumes and a little bit of foolishness, too.  Good stuff, I say.  Now, back to Maria!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting, Dad! Now, here comes the last important news, plus a sneak preview of what Maria might, now just might, turn into.  Okay, here comes the last news - it's a connection fiesta; we've got our new laptop that we are typing on now and it's a Toshiba and just yesterday we got Internet connection from Comcast.  And we got the Comcast Triple Play.  Okay, here comes THE SNEAK PREVIEW - STUDENT COUNCIL ELECTIONS ARE COMING!  I REALLY WANT TO BE CLASS PRESIDENT OR THE CLASS PRESIDENT'S ALTERNATE.  I KNOW IT'S A BIG RESPONSIBILITY BUT I'M GOING TO DO IT!  I HOPE I WIN.  IF YOU HAVE ANY ADVICE PLEASE GIVE ME A COMMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's a double bye-bye.  See ya next time on the show that never ends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-4805512782326729453?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4805512782326729453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=4805512782326729453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4805512782326729453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4805512782326729453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/hurrahs-for-halloween-and-mea.html' title='Hurrahs for Halloween and MEA'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-8417858592278799068</id><published>2007-09-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T12:19:36.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School is back</title><content type='html'>School is back, school is back.  My teacher is Mr. Opheim.  I sit in "Brownie Row," which includes my Brownie friends from Girl Scouts, like Hannah, Kaley, Breanna and Victoria.  And, of course, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was great - we've been reading a weird book called "The Sandwich."  The book is about a kid named Lionel.  For some reason he doesn't want to eat his peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  He says that his dad made it wrong, because jelly is on the top, instead of peanut butter.  Someone else in my class, whose name is Stephanie, said, "just flip it over and the peanut butter will be on the top."  But so far, I guess that hasn't come to Lionel's mind yet.  Oh well, we'll figure out what he does in the next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Lenny is at Highview having so many classes and waking up at 6 in the morning, while I try to wake up at 8, but only if my parents wouldn't turn on all the lights, I wouldn't wake up at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Opheim is very nice.  That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-8417858592278799068?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8417858592278799068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=8417858592278799068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/8417858592278799068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/8417858592278799068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-is-back.html' title='School is back'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-5603181754546831718</id><published>2007-08-25T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:18:08.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the library again</title><content type='html'>I just don't see it.  It seems like every Saturday we go to the library.  For some reason, when we plan lunch, I always know at the restaurant someone (either Dad or Ben) is going to say, "let's go to the library."  But, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to the good part.  On Thursday I went to the State Fair.  We went on lots of rides, like:  the Lady Bug; the Ghost Pirate; the Giant Slide; the Tilt-a-Whirl; and Ben by himself went on the Pirate Walk thing.  I went on the Flying Kites ride.  And Ben went on this firefighter ride; you have a hose thing and you squirt it at the pretend fire.  And, we were also on the 5 o'clock news on Channel 4.  If you watched it, I bet you couldn't have missed us - Ben was in a blue shirt and I was wearing pink and we were jumping up and down, waving.  Grandma saw us on t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-5603181754546831718?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5603181754546831718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=5603181754546831718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/5603181754546831718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/5603181754546831718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-library-again.html' title='At the library again'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-4070567110909275687</id><published>2007-08-16T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:14:26.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is John Madden cheating Lenny?</title><content type='html'>We're not sure yet, but we think that the Madden 08 game won't be available for Game Boy.  Ben is not happy about this, since he has a Game Boy.  But the reason I'm putting this on my blog is because maybe they'll start putting DS games for Game Boy, like Pokemon Diamond and Pearl, which we want, too!  And if you want to find Lenny's personality, go to Ben's Sportsblog (&lt;a href="http://www.bens-sportsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.bens-sportsblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) for more info.  And if you go look there, you'll find the Canadian Life Form's side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-4070567110909275687?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4070567110909275687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=4070567110909275687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4070567110909275687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4070567110909275687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-john-madden-cheating-lenny.html' title='Is John Madden cheating Lenny?'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-5273172465935116275</id><published>2007-08-11T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T11:42:44.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Low low low</title><content type='html'>Everything is just boring, so do you know why the title is "Low low low?"  I'll tell you why.  Because everything seems so boring, so mostly all you can say is low low low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, you'll figure out what that means.  Anyway, summer is almost over.  I marched in the Stockyard Days parade on Thursday.  You probably couldn't have missed me if you saw it, because I was a Brownie from Troop 9 and I was holding the sign most of the time, but I didn't have blond hair.  If you saw a blond haired girl, that was my friend Kaley.  And, I was saying:  "Here Come the Girl Scouts - It's Troop 9/Three fingers up is the Girl Scout Sign!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  Joel, if you read this, this has nothing to do with Lenny of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-5273172465935116275?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5273172465935116275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=5273172465935116275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/5273172465935116275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/5273172465935116275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/low-low-low.html' title='Low low low'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-4452862951139793691</id><published>2007-08-08T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:06:29.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August/Blahs and blues</title><content type='html'>Oh man, it's August.  And who likes it when summer is almost over?  I bet the dads don't, so soon they will have to be shoveling the driveway full of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the blahs and blues part:  I don't think I did a lot this summer.  It's just how I feel.  How do you feel?  Well, you can answer that by telling me on a comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, the big mystery is, who is my second grade teacher?  I have no idea who it will be until I find out at the end of August.  Bye-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-4452862951139793691?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4452862951139793691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=4452862951139793691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4452862951139793691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4452862951139793691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/augustblahs-and-blues.html' title='August/Blahs and blues'/><author><name>Fearless Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00260833459150898889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKKqnDR9yDM/TFdiGEABdlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GrfktiOeWGA/S220/main+characters+from+LK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-86561920683758029</id><published>2007-07-06T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T13:14:19.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover!</title><content type='html'>It's me again!  Maria, of course.  Now on to the main news today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a sleepover at my grandma and grandpa's on Sunday.  The story is that it was supposed to be on the last day of school, which was June 8.  But we had to go to a Twins game that day instead.  Anyways, we're done with this news, and let's get to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News number two:  jokes, of course!  Here's some jokes and the funny thing from a Junie B. Jones book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock knock!&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;br /&gt;Ash who?&lt;br /&gt;I made you sneeze!  Because you said ash who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the funny thing.  On the bus Junie B. says to Bobbie Jean Piper:  Bobbie Jean Piper wears a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period forever.  Done.  Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-86561920683758029?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/86561920683758029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=86561920683758029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/86561920683758029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/86561920683758029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/07/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-4976712528447046705</id><published>2007-06-22T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:28:49.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the grapeshot</title><content type='html'>I've had surgery and that's too bad - very, very bad.  I've played the Dodgers this week, a team with so many girls on it that I just can't believe it.  I'm the only girl on the Rockies, you know, except for the moms.  While the keyboard is typing I'd like to talk a little bit about jokes.  But maybe a big bit.  How is Charlie doing on the roof?  How is Lenny the Alien doing? But what about Bert Blyleven?  How is his hair, of course?  And how old are you?  But, how small are you?  How tall are you?  And how mental are you?  Because I don't have bunny ears, here.  End with the jokes, cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about the weather?  Have you been playing outside?  Or have you been messing around inside?  Or have you been checking out Dell's new laptops?  Do you like KFC?  Do you like McDonald's?  Printing, printing, printing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the grapeshot.  So, bye bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-4976712528447046705?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4976712528447046705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=4976712528447046705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4976712528447046705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/4976712528447046705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/heres-grapeshot.html' title='Here&apos;s the grapeshot'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-484252770824263246</id><published>2007-06-16T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:53:32.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenny</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a brother or sister?  Do you get along with them?  Do you mess around with them?  Or do you wrestle and fight with them?  Well, I bet you want to know why the title says, "Lenny."  I have a brother named Ben.  We wrestle and fight sometimes.  But we also call each other names sometimes, too.  Sometimes we call each other "squares," but I like calling Ben "Lenny."  It's like Larry, but you don't say the "r."  And I think that Ben likes to call me a "Johnson."  That's one reason why I also call him a "Canadian Life Form."  Well, for now, I think that I'll say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-484252770824263246?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/484252770824263246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=484252770824263246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/484252770824263246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/484252770824263246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/lenny.html' title='Lenny'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-6539458622385896969</id><published>2007-06-09T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:24:56.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer at last</title><content type='html'>It's summer!  How are you doing?  Today I went to the Maplewood Library.  There was something very fun there - they had a Velcro Wall and a moonwalk.  It is called the Summer Reading Kickoff.  It is a program.  The program is where you have a sheet with clocks on it and you read and color in a section of the clock.  When you have finished 20 hours, you go to library and get a prize! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-6539458622385896969?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6539458622385896969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=6539458622385896969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6539458622385896969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/6539458622385896969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-at-last.html' title='Summer at last'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-1251530512233349375</id><published>2007-03-22T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:02:30.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring!</title><content type='html'>Gee, the winter was amazing.  We had a huge snowstorm!  I loved it.   You know why I loved it?  Because my birthday is in January and as you know it is in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I'm sorry I haven't put a lot of stuff on here for a while.  But now I'm back.  I like spring break.  It can be very very very very fun!  Do you like spring?  Well, for me I guess it's kind of nice.  And if you didn't hear, the groundhog's prediction was there would be spring.  I don't know if it really worked that well, but the groundhog doesn't have to be right and a lot of people I know have birthdays in Spring or Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-1251530512233349375?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1251530512233349375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=1251530512233349375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/1251530512233349375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/1251530512233349375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring.html' title='Spring!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-116439757463141942</id><published>2006-11-24T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:46:14.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>I hope you had a very good Thanksgiving.  What did you have for dinner?  Did you go anyplace?  Here's what I had for dinner:  turkey, mashed potatoes, broccoli and pumpkin pie.  I did not go anywhere.  I stayed home.  What's your favorite thing to eat?  Gobble, gobble gobble!  Do you like turkeys?  Swish swish!   Do you like leaves? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving Day, I saw a bald eagle flying over my house.  It was strange.  Have you ever seen a bald eagle fly over your house?  Have a good week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-116439757463141942?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/116439757463141942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=116439757463141942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116439757463141942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116439757463141942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/11/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-116386812069502257</id><published>2006-11-18T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:42:00.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>Sometimes being Maria is kind of hard.  Sometimes being in my family is hard.  Sometimes everything is hard.  It's very complicated to tell why I have been saying sometimes, in almost every sentence.  But just having to see things that aren't fun aren't very interesting.  So, I have to be me.  Is it hard to be you?  Well, it's usually hard to be me this year.  I don't know why, it just is.  Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-116386812069502257?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/116386812069502257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=116386812069502257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116386812069502257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116386812069502257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/11/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-116144860438895775</id><published>2006-10-21T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T09:37:54.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>Nothing to do today. A boring Saturday. Nothing to do. Just on my blog, telling you that it's a very, very boring day. I can't think of anything to do. Are you having a fun day? I'm not. Just here at the library, on my blog, today. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Editor's note: this is Maria's dad speaking. I'm really sorry to hear that Maria is bored today. After all, she's pretty much fun all the time. Oh well, we all have days like this, I suppose. Now, back to Maria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-116144860438895775?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/116144860438895775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=116144860438895775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116144860438895775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116144860438895775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/10/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-116023783811030402</id><published>2006-10-07T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T09:17:18.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun fun fall</title><content type='html'>It is starting to be like Fall, because the leaves at my house are getting brownish, yellowish and maybe a little orange.  Are the leaves at your house turning these colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is very very fun.  So I'll tell you that my school is Valentine Hills.  I have been making new friends.  And I'm also in Girl Scouts.  The level I'm at is Brownies; now you're thinking of the food, but it's not.  It's just the name of the level.  I have a lot of people in my group.  A friend named Gretchen, a friend named Victoria, and some other people.  There are two people from my class that are in my group.  Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-116023783811030402?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/116023783811030402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=116023783811030402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116023783811030402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/116023783811030402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/10/fun-fun-fall.html' title='Fun fun fall'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115964052448019122</id><published>2006-09-30T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:22:04.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A full belly makes a happy heart</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Old Country Buffet and ate with my family.  First I had some bacon.  Now you think it's breakfast, but it's not.  We were early to lunch.  Anyway, I had a hot donut.  I also had sausages and some cantaloupe.  What did you have for lunch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second round, I had some pickles, pizza and some watermelon, and mashed potatoes.  I think that's all to say, but I'll tell you I did have dessert, but I'm not going to tell you today.  Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115964052448019122?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115964052448019122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115964052448019122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115964052448019122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115964052448019122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/09/full-belly-makes-happy-heart.html' title='A full belly makes a happy heart'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115902718300588271</id><published>2006-09-23T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:59:43.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun</title><content type='html'>I like to go to school.  I like my teacher; her name is Mrs. Seifert.  She is very very nice.  I like the kids there.  There are not very many from my kindergarten class last year.  Are you having fun at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115902718300588271?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115902718300588271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115902718300588271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115902718300588271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115902718300588271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/09/having-fun.html' title='Having fun'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115722548138105496</id><published>2006-09-02T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:31:21.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun fun fun at the State Fair</title><content type='html'>I went to the State Fair.  It was very, very fun.  I found my friends there.  One of the friends I found was a girl named Hannah.  There was another one of my friends there, too.  Her name is Gretchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode on a lot of rides.  The first one was a roller coaster, but I don't think that Gretchen liked it.  I liked it and I think Hannah did, too.  The next ride only Hannah and me rode on it.  It was called the Lady Bug.  It was very fun.  First, it started to go fast forwards, then it went fast backwards.  Then Hannah left.  After that, Gretchen and I went to the bumper boats.  When that was done, we went on the Star Jumper, but then Gretchen and I both only had four tickets left.  Gretchen went on a train ride; I went through a maze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all - bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115722548138105496?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115722548138105496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115722548138105496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115722548138105496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115722548138105496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/09/fun-fun-fun-at-state-fair.html' title='Fun fun fun at the State Fair'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115670506726959129</id><published>2006-08-27T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:57:47.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm Maria, and it's back to school time!  I think it's going to be very fun, but I'm not sure that my brother is that excited.  I have a new lunch box; I'm going to be in 1st Grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of new school supplies.  Are you excited about school?  I don't know who is my teacher yet, but I'll find out on Wednesday.  And that is it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115670506726959129?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115670506726959129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115670506726959129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115670506726959129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115670506726959129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115411260709390661</id><published>2006-07-28T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:50:07.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go, go go!</title><content type='html'>I am going to Wisconsin to go to my cousin's baptism.  I think he'll be cute!  It's a boy, named Eddie.  I'm excited to travel.  It will be lots of fun.  I will bring a lot of stuff - I'll use my suitcase.  My suitcase rolls on the ground and it is pink.  And if that is not enough, I'll tell you something more - my brother has a suitcase.  It is navy blue, and it rolls, too!  Our grandma bought them for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad grew up in Wisconsin so I go there sometimes.  And now, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115411260709390661?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115411260709390661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115411260709390661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115411260709390661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115411260709390661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-go-go-go.html' title='Let&apos;s go, go go!'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115359179483261171</id><published>2006-07-22T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:09:54.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the beach</title><content type='html'>I went to the beach with my grandma and grandpa yesterday.  And in this case, yesterday would be Friday.  My brother came too.  It was fun looking for rocks, racing to grandma and then racing back to grandpa and splashing with pails.  I'm glad we went and there is no more to say, so goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115359179483261171?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115359179483261171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115359179483261171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115359179483261171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115359179483261171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/07/at-beach.html' title='At the beach'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115290724448581594</id><published>2006-07-14T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T13:00:44.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been fun</title><content type='html'>Things that I like might sound normal to you, but others might feel different.   Anyway, here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Park Program.  I have a new friend; her name is Annie.  I have another friend named Gretchen.  It's been a fun time, but going to Grandma and Grandpa's is fun, too.  I just like the summer.  Good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115290724448581594?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115290724448581594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115290724448581594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115290724448581594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115290724448581594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-been-fun.html' title='It&apos;s been fun'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115169994610178991</id><published>2006-06-30T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T13:39:06.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been busy</title><content type='html'>I have some new clothes.  I am excited about the 4th of July.  I just hope that we go to the fireworks again; if we do, then I hope my Dad can come and that he doesn't have a bad headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having lots and lots of fun at Park Program.  I've been having a little bit of getting to know the sports.  Some are at the baseball field, some are at the soccer field, and some are at the tennis court, and some are in the shade.  Some are even on the basketball court.  Those are all the places we play.  I am especially liking the crafts.  This week was Pirate Week.  This coming week will be fun.  I am sure, sure, sure.  I love Park Program.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115169994610178991?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115169994610178991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115169994610178991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115169994610178991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115169994610178991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-busy.html' title='I&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-115117787702373762</id><published>2006-06-24T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T12:37:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are different things</title><content type='html'>On Father's Day, I got a new cousin, named Edward.  He seems to look very very cute.  He's a big baby, but I haven't seen him yet.  I have only seen one or two pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A different conversation is I've been out of school.  This summer is very very fun.  I sure do like putting things on my blog.  I hope you think I'm nice.  Now that is true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening!  Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-115117787702373762?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115117787702373762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=115117787702373762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115117787702373762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/115117787702373762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/these-are-different-things.html' title='These are different things'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-114944373270580647</id><published>2006-06-04T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T10:55:32.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my daughter's blog</title><content type='html'>Maria is quite special.  She is interested in blogging, just like her dad.  So this blog belongs to her.  She has a lot to say and will say it well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-114944373270580647?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/114944373270580647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=114944373270580647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/114944373270580647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/114944373270580647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-my-daughters-blog.html' title='This is my daughter&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29259655.post-114944355176584209</id><published>2006-06-04T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T10:52:31.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Maria</title><content type='html'>I am six years old.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is red.&lt;br /&gt;I like to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;I like my name.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own style.&lt;br /&gt;I like going to church.&lt;br /&gt;I like to play with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;My laugh is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;I like things that are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;I like watching t.v. with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;I like things that are fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29259655-114944355176584209?l=aboutmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/114944355176584209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29259655&amp;postID=114944355176584209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/114944355176584209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29259655/posts/default/114944355176584209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aboutmaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-name-is-maria.html' title='My name is Maria'/><author><name>Mr. D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13920907647566015611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zcCd36IlG-Y/R7Za3x2oyMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oBndH-j8UmU/S220/Mark+Heuring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
