<?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-6956138275024152233</id><updated>2011-11-26T15:47:59.395-05:00</updated><category term='holiday breaks'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Plants'/><category term='snakes'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Creative Writing'/><category term='funny'/><category term='family'/><category term='history'/><title type='text'>Sarah's Daring Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-4808432462062961764</id><published>2011-11-26T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T15:47:59.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Chirstmas List</title><content type='html'>OK so I've been asked to give my Christmas list it is as follows&lt;br /&gt;1.Violin sheet music.&lt;br /&gt;2. gym clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. books&lt;br /&gt;4.bright blue hair dye.&lt;br /&gt;5. american girl items (&lt;a href="http://www.americangirl.com/"&gt;www.americangirl.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;6.thing where you can listen to the Bible&lt;br /&gt;7. tablet or ipad(just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;8. money or gift cards are always welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-4808432462062961764?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4808432462062961764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=4808432462062961764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4808432462062961764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4808432462062961764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2011/11/chirstmas-list.html' title='Chirstmas List'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-3842326923654050283</id><published>2010-06-19T16:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:51:07.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted in a while I've been really busy lately.  I will post later but don't worry I'm fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-3842326923654050283?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3842326923654050283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=3842326923654050283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/3842326923654050283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/3842326923654050283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-6539979682603334980</id><published>2010-03-28T10:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:07:53.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Corn Starch Everywhere</title><content type='html'>One day Mom was cooking lunch. She needed some corn starch. Dad got it for her. Then it spilled everywhere. Nick cleaned it up but not completely!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-6539979682603334980?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6539979682603334980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=6539979682603334980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/6539979682603334980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/6539979682603334980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2010/03/corn-starch-everywhere.html' title='Corn Starch Everywhere'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-5232057245499806393</id><published>2009-04-24T21:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:57:50.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Moultrie</title><content type='html'>Fort Moultrie was very big and has many cannons. From the Civil War to World War 2 Fort Moultrie helped Fort Sumter  defend the harbor. Fort Moultrie was important because they could fight enemy boats before they could invade more places.  As technology changed after World War 2 the forts defenses became out dated. The cannons are big and unusual. The fort is pretty close to a river.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-5232057245499806393?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5232057245499806393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=5232057245499806393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5232057245499806393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5232057245499806393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/fort-moultrie.html' title='Fort Moultrie'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-8509966533946929491</id><published>2009-04-24T21:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:29:47.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverbanks Zoo</title><content type='html'>When we went to the Riverbanks Zoo we saw gorillas, birds, snakes, crocodiles, piranhas,  and many more. My favorite animals were the reticulated python, king cobra, the koalas, and the black headed python. I like the pythons because pythons are cool, the king cobra because it is venomous, and the koalas because koalas are cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-8509966533946929491?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8509966533946929491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=8509966533946929491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/8509966533946929491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/8509966533946929491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/riverbanks-zoo.html' title='Riverbanks Zoo'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-4379325666292987216</id><published>2009-04-24T20:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:05:55.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charleston Walking Tour</title><content type='html'>While  my family  and I were in Charleston we went on a walking tour with a man named Ed Grumble. We saw many things but Rainbow Road was the prettiest place out of all of them, it was filled with with bright houses. I thought it was beautiful,  it is hard to believe that hard and long were fought here. He also told us that Fort Sumter was originally 3 stories high now it is only 1 story high. He also told us that Charleston was originally called Charlestown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-4379325666292987216?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4379325666292987216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=4379325666292987216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4379325666292987216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4379325666292987216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/charleston-walking-tour.html' title='Charleston Walking Tour'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-1745802162329918378</id><published>2009-04-24T20:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:43:12.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Pinckney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Charles  Pinckney was a  person that signed the Constitution from South Carolina. Charles Pinckney had at least 3 children 1 named Henry was a Congress man. The plantation was cool it was big and a great  place to play. I would love to live on a plantation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-1745802162329918378?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1745802162329918378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=1745802162329918378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1745802162329918378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1745802162329918378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/04/charles-pinckney.html' title='Charles Pinckney'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-8952492059680862456</id><published>2009-03-03T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:53:36.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Dede</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Dede is a kind and loving person she is a missionary in Peru and Brazil. She is a believer in Christ and only reads books that I can or will soon be able to read. She has brown, short, and curly hair. She has a cat named Wilson he is black and white. She has a pool with lots of frogs. Last summer we found a dead bat! Dede is my grandmother. She is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;secertary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-8952492059680862456?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8952492059680862456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=8952492059680862456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/8952492059680862456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/8952492059680862456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dede.html' title='My Dede'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-2558602328635528288</id><published>2009-02-11T14:30:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:45:44.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>Australian Black Headed Pythons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMvP-W5ICI/AAAAAAAAADM/Dk9wu60Leqs/s1600-h/womawall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMvP-W5ICI/AAAAAAAAADM/Dk9wu60Leqs/s320/womawall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633137828765730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMvArBLhbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xCyTBs45IUw/s1600-h/blkfemr2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMvArBLhbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xCyTBs45IUw/s320/blkfemr2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301632874939385266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMuY1S7m-I/AAAAAAAAACk/TU1ww2Ip7as/s1600-h/BHPython08140a40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMuY1S7m-I/AAAAAAAAACk/TU1ww2Ip7as/s320/BHPython08140a40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301632190503427042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMte9-hKnI/AAAAAAAAACc/n4sOIzk9bQc/s1600-h/bhp-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMte9-hKnI/AAAAAAAAACc/n4sOIzk9bQc/s320/bhp-map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301631196401314418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMtWYNgdQI/AAAAAAAAACU/LomzWBN4eHE/s1600-h/BHPythonHead_FWZ102701_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMtWYNgdQI/AAAAAAAAACU/LomzWBN4eHE/s320/BHPythonHead_FWZ102701_20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301631048824681730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMrt7ba84I/AAAAAAAAACM/X3NtXGWuUck/s1600-h/BHPythonFwz20201d48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMrt7ba84I/AAAAAAAAACM/X3NtXGWuUck/s320/BHPythonFwz20201d48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301629254392017794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Australian black headed python as shown here is 1 one of Australia's many protected snakes. Its scientific name is Aspidites melanocephalas . The black headed python ( bhp) can live up to 30 years old it may not seem that old but its true. It can grow 7 to 10 feet long! The bhp is hard to breed in captivity due to some things. the python does not bite unless feels threatened. Here is a map of Australia ( up).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-2558602328635528288?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2558602328635528288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=2558602328635528288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/2558602328635528288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/2558602328635528288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/australian-black-headed-pythons.html' title='Australian Black Headed Pythons'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZMvP-W5ICI/AAAAAAAAADM/Dk9wu60Leqs/s72-c/womawall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-1479142066702119610</id><published>2009-02-10T14:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:34:37.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>The Life of Clara Barton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZHi6LflzNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IdYE_J6F2Ds/s1600-h/Clara-Barton_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZHi6LflzNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IdYE_J6F2Ds/s320/Clara-Barton_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301267725537365202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Born on December 25, 1821, Clara Barton was a Christmas gift for the whole family. Her sisters taught her how to read, her brother taught her how to ride a horse and to play ball, and her other brother taught her arithmetic. When she was a teenager she taught school. When she was on the battlefield she bandaged wounded soldiers and fed them. I thought she was interesting because she was the first woman to go on to the battlefield. She is interesting because she could have gotten shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-1479142066702119610?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1479142066702119610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=1479142066702119610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1479142066702119610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1479142066702119610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='The Life of Clara Barton'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SZHi6LflzNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IdYE_J6F2Ds/s72-c/Clara-Barton_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-5951558659410124305</id><published>2009-01-22T14:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:39:02.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><title type='text'>Two Inches Tall</title><content type='html'>One rainy, winter day I woke and I was two inches tall, I felt like I was going to get hurt so badly that I could barely try to get out of a huge bed. When I began I got covered up by napkin, then when I got out I almost got stepped on! When people realized I was missing they started to panic. When I got up to the ear of my Mom and told her what had happened she made me a bed on my kids bed for my doll house. They next day they found me on my bed at normal size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-5951558659410124305?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5951558659410124305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=5951558659410124305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5951558659410124305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5951558659410124305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-inches-tall.html' title='Two Inches Tall'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-1002995536690350064</id><published>2008-12-16T15:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:30:00.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Candy Store</title><content type='html'>Once long ago there were 888 students in a temple. Some of them were named. Fu,  Hok, Seh, Malao, Tonglong, Ma, Ho, Long, Mong Hung, and Ying. They were named after their animal &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;spirits&lt;/span&gt;. Once they went to a candy store and bought a lot of candy for training. When they got back the candy was gone! They thought that Malao ate but it was Tonglong and Ying. They went back to and got more candy more candy than ever! Fu, Ma, Hok, Seh, Long, and Mong guarded the candy. So when they  got back the candy except 6 pieces. Seh took them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-1002995536690350064?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1002995536690350064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=1002995536690350064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1002995536690350064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1002995536690350064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/candy-store.html' title='The Candy Store'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-6608924517142567929</id><published>2008-12-16T15:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:39:36.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><title type='text'>Why I'm Glad to be an American</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SUgR_m_B5qI/AAAAAAAAABo/KyKq7F45ODg/s1600-h/Flag.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280490347586250402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SUgR_m_B5qI/AAAAAAAAABo/KyKq7F45ODg/s320/Flag.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad to be an American because we are free. We don't have to worship false gods like some countries do. Also, we don't have to bow down to anyone or anything. America is the land of the free and home of the brave. I love America and its beauty. America is the best country in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-6608924517142567929?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6608924517142567929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=6608924517142567929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/6608924517142567929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/6608924517142567929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-im-glad-to-be-american.html' title='Why I&apos;m Glad to be an American'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SUgR_m_B5qI/AAAAAAAAABo/KyKq7F45ODg/s72-c/Flag.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-3933286032676035525</id><published>2008-12-02T11:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:00:52.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday breaks'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I, was in VA. for Thanksgiving Break, we had excellent food: ham, fried turkey, corn pudding, green beans, rolls, and everything else on the table. Grandpa Bob, Papa, and Dede came.I, spent the night at Dede's house and got two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;puppies&lt;/span&gt;, mom and puppy, and we got the movie &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Fern Gully The Last Rain Forest&lt;/span&gt;. The next day Miss Carol cut my hair so it can grow out. The next day we mostly hung out out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;house. I stayed up late and watched T.V. I saw a very creepy Kim Possible about a mutant named Gill, that was Ron &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stopble's&lt;/span&gt; [Kim's sidekick] enemy. He calls a fake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cheer leading&lt;/span&gt; competition to get back at Ron for revenge. I cleaned up the living room. The last full day I was there we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chuck&lt;/span&gt; E Cheese's and I won &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cotton&lt;/span&gt; candy and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;balloon&lt;/span&gt;. I spent another night watching T.V. and fell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt; before Kim Possible came on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-3933286032676035525?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3933286032676035525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=3933286032676035525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/3933286032676035525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/3933286032676035525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-break.html' title='Thanksgiving Break'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-5473609072012993639</id><published>2008-11-17T18:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:28:19.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><title type='text'>The Georgia Aquarnium</title><content type='html'>In September, I went to Georgia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aquarium&lt;/span&gt;, with Marci, Lauren, Mom, and Ashton.We saw jellyfish&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; garden  eels, a manta ray, whale sharks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pirhanas&lt;/span&gt;, electric eels, and many other animals. I've went there for the last 2 years. I enjoy going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aquarium&lt;/span&gt;  because it has so many animals and they are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-5473609072012993639?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5473609072012993639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=5473609072012993639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5473609072012993639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5473609072012993639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/georgia-aquarnium.html' title='The Georgia Aquarnium'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-7536412740450757868</id><published>2008-11-12T14:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:22:04.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Step</title><content type='html'>Today Ashton took his first step.He can walk 2 steps until faceplant.If I can I will post some pictures of him when he was younger.Sorry I can't.Well I kinda forced him to  but he still walked.I am so happy for him.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-7536412740450757868?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7536412740450757868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=7536412740450757868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7536412740450757868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7536412740450757868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-step.html' title='The First Step'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-4552762942669198920</id><published>2008-11-04T10:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:59:56.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Writing'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Bible Hero</title><content type='html'>My favorite Bible hero is Mary. Is in the New Testament in the book of Matthew in chapter one when she bore Jesus. She was the mother of Jesus and I thought that was cool. I could be more like Mary by being kinder and nicer not mean and grumpy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-4552762942669198920?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4552762942669198920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=4552762942669198920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4552762942669198920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4552762942669198920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-favorite-bible-hero.html' title='My Favorite Bible Hero'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-1899714473817587249</id><published>2008-11-04T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:23:33.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this About?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I love how comforttable it is outside, so nice and cool. The golds, oranges, and reds on the trees are so beautiful. You can go trick-or-treating, vist family and have lots of fun! I get my favorite treats, sometimes sweat and sometimes sour. On Thanksgiving, you get to have turkey and stuffing and thank God for His many blessings.  During this time of year we have so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-1899714473817587249?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1899714473817587249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=1899714473817587249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1899714473817587249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1899714473817587249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-this-about.html' title='What is this About?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-4126315683434092562</id><published>2008-08-01T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:57:02.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;i am in va. right now have to say its been pretty busy. Elsa ,Sean Dad and I have been sick.I have a present for Cheech and Sirus. I will update my blog more tomorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-4126315683434092562?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4126315683434092562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=4126315683434092562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4126315683434092562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4126315683434092562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-7114755289336118475</id><published>2008-06-30T22:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:48:16.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case Your'e Wondering</title><content type='html'>Sarah has been a bit preoccupied with being out of school.  She's been playing with friends almost every day and enjoying a lot of time in the pool.  At the moment, she's at a 3 day girls camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can talk her into updating the blog upon her return, I will. But she's so busy having fun that I may just sit back and watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great summer - Deb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-7114755289336118475?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7114755289336118475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=7114755289336118475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7114755289336118475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7114755289336118475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-case-youre-wondering.html' title='In Case Your&apos;e Wondering'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-2103777391340353956</id><published>2008-05-27T20:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:01:12.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Tadpole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While I was at Andrew's Geyser, I was playing in a muddy puddle and I found some tadpoles. They were very black. Mom caught the tadpole and handed it to me. It was a very fun day at the geyser.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205226741914463026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDyuJK8s6zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ak_zxA7rH_4/s320/DSC00970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-2103777391340353956?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2103777391340353956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=2103777391340353956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/2103777391340353956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/2103777391340353956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/biggest-tadpole.html' title='The Biggest Tadpole'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDyuJK8s6zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ak_zxA7rH_4/s72-c/DSC00970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-1473910282679597341</id><published>2008-05-27T19:59:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:50:14.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants'/><title type='text'>The Bug Eater</title><content type='html'>A long time ago, some time in September, I got a Venus Fly trap kit at the Greenville Zoo. We had to plant the seeds and put the bog buddy in one place. Then we had to put some green rocks on it and then water it. Then we had to put in the fridge for 6 weeks. Then we had to put it in my bedroom in my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, we thought it wasn't going to grow. Now I have little saplings. This is how it looks now. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDyq4K8s6yI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DIOQJBa1KaI/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205223151321803554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDyq4K8s6yI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DIOQJBa1KaI/s320/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (click on picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is how I want it to look when it grows up. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDykHq8s6xI/AAAAAAAAAAY/t8gzmSEY8Qg/s1600-h/Venus-Flytrap.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205215721028381458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDykHq8s6xI/AAAAAAAAAAY/t8gzmSEY8Qg/s320/Venus-Flytrap.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-1473910282679597341?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1473910282679597341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=1473910282679597341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1473910282679597341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1473910282679597341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/bug-eater.html' title='The Bug Eater'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SDyq4K8s6yI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DIOQJBa1KaI/s72-c/DSC00993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-9144974713855238044</id><published>2008-05-07T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:59:38.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Having the Honor of Changing my Little Brothers Diaper</title><content type='html'>Today, I changed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashton's&lt;/span&gt; diaper. It was only a pee-pee one. The first step in changing a baby's diaper is to unbutton the bottom of their pants. Then taking off the diaper and getting two wipes out. And, wiping his front part off. And then pick his legs up and wipe his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And then throwing away all the things you used. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; fun changing his diaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-9144974713855238044?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9144974713855238044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=9144974713855238044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/9144974713855238044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/9144974713855238044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/having-honor-of-changing-my-little.html' title='Having the Honor of Changing my Little Brothers Diaper'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-1299655398477942270</id><published>2008-05-07T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:54:34.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Mining at Morefield Mines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SCIVNf5p4NI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/zvun3hDyoTQ/s1600-h/Sarah+&amp;amp;+Sean+Patrick+-+Morefield+Mine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197740241584775378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SCIVNf5p4NI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/zvun3hDyoTQ/s320/Sarah+%26+Sean+Patrick+-+Morefield+Mine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was in Virginia, I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Morefield&lt;/span&gt; Mines.  I found a whole bunch of mica.  We found very few shiny stones.  This picture was taken after we were done mining and I was holding Sean Patrick.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean Patrick is my oldest little brother.  At 9 months old, he is the cutest little brother.  Even though, he drools a lot!  I still love him.  He lives in Virginia.  Even though it takes a long time to see him, I love him a lot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can crawl fast.  He is learning to walk though.  By a year old, he'll be walking a lot.  He is very adorable.  &lt;/div&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/6956138275024152233-1299655398477942270?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1299655398477942270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=1299655398477942270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1299655398477942270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/1299655398477942270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-mining-at-morefield-mines.html' title='A Day Mining at Morefield Mines'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1eZ6ivz2bE/SCIVNf5p4NI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/zvun3hDyoTQ/s72-c/Sarah+%26+Sean+Patrick+-+Morefield+Mine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-7834464666292916325</id><published>2008-05-03T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:43:09.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted and the Chipmunk</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Ted caught a chipmunk.  I had to force it out of his mouth.  I got to hold it.  He was so soft and cuddly.  His fur was so soft and his claws were very sharp.  I only got to hold it for a few seconds and then it jumped out of my hand.  Then I started chasing it around.  And finally I gave up because I couldn't find it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ted was very mad at me because I took away his dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-7834464666292916325?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7834464666292916325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=7834464666292916325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7834464666292916325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7834464666292916325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/ted-and-chipmunk.html' title='Ted and the Chipmunk'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274440056467374466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-6110262765884121146</id><published>2008-05-03T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:16:23.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cutest Little Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/SByBu84NTxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SOUNzpfEVpQ/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196170713694555922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/SByBu84NTxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SOUNzpfEVpQ/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, me and my little brother had a front yard play time. It was very funny. He had a lot of toys to play with. His favorite was the triceratops that I gave him for Christmas. We had the best time ever. &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/6956138275024152233-6110262765884121146?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6110262765884121146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=6110262765884121146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/6110262765884121146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/6110262765884121146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/cutest-little-brother.html' title='The Cutest Little Brother'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/SByBu84NTxI/AAAAAAAAAE8/SOUNzpfEVpQ/s72-c/DSC00754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-4350143453832819173</id><published>2008-05-03T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:03:49.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of Sirirus - the Black Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/SBx-wc4NTvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rD89sPh3zho/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196167440929476338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/SBx-wc4NTvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rD89sPh3zho/s320/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, a dog named Sirius had a great adventure in his backyard. He met a new dog named Cheech. And, he was drinking out of his water bowl. First, Cheech smelled his hiny. Next, Sirius tried to run away. Last, we caught him and put him on his chain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-4350143453832819173?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4350143453832819173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=4350143453832819173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4350143453832819173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/4350143453832819173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/05/adventures-of-sirirus-black-lab.html' title='The Adventures of Sirirus - the Black Lab'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/SBx-wc4NTvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rD89sPh3zho/s72-c/DSC00720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-5707675140251329964</id><published>2008-04-19T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:31:39.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Night</title><content type='html'>Mrs.Alicia  and     Mr.Jason came over  and we had a great time. I gave Mrs.Alicia a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caterpillar&lt;/span&gt; on a  leaf.We told secrets.They told us what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; house used to look like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-5707675140251329964?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5707675140251329964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=5707675140251329964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5707675140251329964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/5707675140251329964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-night.html' title='A Fun Night'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-7046885834237728649</id><published>2008-03-01T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:38:04.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah In Doll Cloths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/R8mF_Lg4vPI/AAAAAAAAACc/5CMW4ff_zFk/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172812967480704242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/R8mF_Lg4vPI/AAAAAAAAACc/5CMW4ff_zFk/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Yesterday I put Noah [my cat] in doll clothes. HA HA! It was SUPER FUNNY! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-7046885834237728649?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7046885834237728649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=7046885834237728649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7046885834237728649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7046885834237728649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/03/noah-in-doll-cloths.html' title='Noah In Doll Cloths'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lgHdjgRmUfM/R8mF_Lg4vPI/AAAAAAAAACc/5CMW4ff_zFk/s72-c/DSC00411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956138275024152233.post-7448815925277194194</id><published>2008-02-25T19:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:14:06.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Friends</title><content type='html'>Hi! My name is Sarah.  I love to play outside with my pets.  I have a cute little brother named Ashton.  And another one in Virginia.  His name is Sean Patrick.  I have an annoying dog named Cheech and 3 cats.  I hope a lot of people read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956138275024152233-7448815925277194194?l=sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7448815925277194194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956138275024152233&amp;postID=7448815925277194194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7448815925277194194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956138275024152233/posts/default/7448815925277194194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsdaringadventures.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome-friends.html' title='Welcome Friends'/><author><name>Debra G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816016034690300460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Guu0EXvBjB0/TokoSCHPqoI/AAAAAAAABnE/zRjzqWzX-TE/s220/DSC00474.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
