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		<title>Happy Easter</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 22:06:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It all started a couple of days before Easter, the mail man rang the bell and of course we got all excited about that. Dad answered the door and brought in a package that smelled really yummy. The package was sent from Grandma but said that we cannot open until Easter. Well mom showed us [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It all started a couple of days before Easter, the mail man rang the bell and of course we got all excited about that. Dad answered the door and brought in a package that smelled really yummy. The package was sent from Grandma but said that we cannot open until Easter.</p>
<p>Well mom showed us the package and Banjo and Gretchen tried to open it up right then and there. But mom and dad said no and took the package away, but we could still see it. So Gretchen spent the evening whining at the box because she knew there was something in there for her, and Banjo would sit near the box and bark at it. So finally mom had to put it out of sight and smell.</p>
<p><a href="http://daisyandgretchen.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Easter-Box-e1334008338428.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-527" title="Easter Box" src="http://daisyandgretchen.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Easter-Box-e1334008338428-224x300.jpg" alt="" width="224" height="300" /></a>     On Easter Morning mom brought the package back out and let us have at it.</p>
<p>In the package we found that Grandma had made us yummy cookies, yay!<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> What a wonderful Grandma!</span></span></p>
<p>Then a little while later mom gave us a new toy, which we had lots of fun playing with until Gretchen was able to sit down with it for a bit.</p>
<p><a href="http://daisyandgretchen.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Easter-Toy.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-528" title="Easter Toy" src="http://daisyandgretchen.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Easter-Toy-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></a>     Now we have another dead toy, Oops!</p>
<p>But that was not the end to our Easter excitement; dad shared some ham with us and boy was that good, then for dessert we got to share a strawberry cupcake.</p>
<p>What a wonderful yummy day.</p>
<p>Happy Easter to all!</p>
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		<title>Fresh cookies</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 05:29:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In December while making Christmas cookies I decided to make some ginger bones for Gretchen and Daisy.  This is a treat that has been made for the girls a few times before, so they know what they smell like, and were not going far from the kitchen. Well Scott walked in and let daisy lick [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In December while making Christmas cookies I decided to make some ginger bones for Gretchen and Daisy.  This is a treat that has been made for the girls a few times before, so they know what they smell like, and were not going far from the kitchen. Well Scott walked in and let daisy lick the raw cookies that were sitting on the counter waiting to go in to the oven. Fast forward 2 months and Daisy will not stay off the counters. </p>
<p>Needing a few sweets, I decided to make some molasses cookies today for Scott and I. Since the molasses cookies have pretty much the same ingredients as the ginger bones, the girls thought that I was making their cookies and would not leave the kitchen.  Hence, it was only fair to their watering jowls that I make a half batch of dog treats. When I started to make cookies for them, little baby Daisy (a nickname that has withstood the test of time since she was a scrawny puppy) again would not say off the counters. As soon as I pulled them out of the oven, both the girls and Scott were in the kitchen all excited and crying to get a nice warm cookie.</p>
<p>The moral of the story is that everyone loves a fresh-baked cookie.</p>
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