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	<title>Comments on: Public displays of nastiness</title>
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		<title>By: Sarah E. Ludwig</title>
		<link>http://www.parentingbytrialanderror.com/2009/10/19/public-displays-of-nastiness/comment-page-1/#comment-2602</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah E. Ludwig</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very sad. I don&#039;t get why parents who treat their children like that don&#039;t see that they&#039;re just crushing their little spirits. It&#039;s heart-breaking.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very sad. I don&#8217;t get why parents who treat their children like that don&#8217;t see that they&#8217;re just crushing their little spirits. It&#8217;s heart-breaking.</p>
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		<title>By: Rosey</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rosey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 11:25:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kudos to you for this great post.  My husband and I were just talking about this.  We were grocery shopping, and there were three little children in a cart with a Mom.  She was very refined looking, and just a tiny thing, and the children were so quiet and well-behaved.  That was at the beginning of the frozen food aisle.  By the time they got to the end of the aisle, the mom had exploded and was screaming at one of the kids, &quot;Put the da** thing down, I told you not to touch a da** thing.  Who the H*** do you think you are???&quot;  Well, you get the idea.  I was dumbfounded...and then sad, for the kids.  What a tragedy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kudos to you for this great post.  My husband and I were just talking about this.  We were grocery shopping, and there were three little children in a cart with a Mom.  She was very refined looking, and just a tiny thing, and the children were so quiet and well-behaved.  That was at the beginning of the frozen food aisle.  By the time they got to the end of the aisle, the mom had exploded and was screaming at one of the kids, &#8220;Put the da** thing down, I told you not to touch a da** thing.  Who the H*** do you think you are???&#8221;  Well, you get the idea.  I was dumbfounded&#8230;and then sad, for the kids.  What a tragedy.</p>
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