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	<title>Comments on: Summer Vacation Stats, Part 2.</title>
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		<title>By: Mrs. Unfocused</title>
		<link>http://theunfocusedlife.com/2008/08/23/summer-vacation-stats-part-2/#comment-1828</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:36:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#039;s absolutely awful to feel yourself losing hold of your kid in the ocean. When it happened to me last year it was the day after a storm and the wave that caught him came out of nowhere. He was running around with only the tips of his toes in the surf, I was taking pictures, and then all of a sudden we were totally underwater. I reached out and grabbed him, only to be hit by two more waves and lose him. Mr. Unfocused saw what was happening and beat the lifeguard to him by a few seconds, but our son went under three times total. The camera was a total loss, but the SD card was intact and the photos tell the story...lots of frolicking, then slammed with water, then nothing. It was awful, and I will never, ever forget it. I couldn&#039;t even go into the water this year...don&#039;t expect I ever will again. Watching the kids playing there was stressful, and watching Mr. Unfocused lose hold was very difficult.

On the humorous side of the vacation, however, Mr. Unfocused kept me laughing so hard on the first leg of the car trip it&#039;s lucky I didn&#039;t run us off the road. He nonchalantly tried to draw my attention to his medal as many times as possible. &quot;Oh, this? That&#039;s just my medal...you see, I&#039;m very fast,&quot; followed by the false modesty of, &quot;Well, it&#039;s just for the age group...but did you happen to notice I came in first?&quot; If my attention was distracted too much by unimportant things like, you know, oncoming trucks, he would take a deep breath and puff out his chest in order to invite further comment on his triumph. Of course after such exertion he was unable to do the driving that night...I put in 300 miles from 6:30 pm to 1:30 am while he iced his knee and dozed off. I had only been cleaning the house for the previous 36 hours in preparation for our departure.

And way to go, Unfocused Girl. We&#039;re really proud of you!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s absolutely awful to feel yourself losing hold of your kid in the ocean. When it happened to me last year it was the day after a storm and the wave that caught him came out of nowhere. He was running around with only the tips of his toes in the surf, I was taking pictures, and then all of a sudden we were totally underwater. I reached out and grabbed him, only to be hit by two more waves and lose him. Mr. Unfocused saw what was happening and beat the lifeguard to him by a few seconds, but our son went under three times total. The camera was a total loss, but the SD card was intact and the photos tell the story&#8230;lots of frolicking, then slammed with water, then nothing. It was awful, and I will never, ever forget it. I couldn&#8217;t even go into the water this year&#8230;don&#8217;t expect I ever will again. Watching the kids playing there was stressful, and watching Mr. Unfocused lose hold was very difficult.</p>
<p>On the humorous side of the vacation, however, Mr. Unfocused kept me laughing so hard on the first leg of the car trip it&#8217;s lucky I didn&#8217;t run us off the road. He nonchalantly tried to draw my attention to his medal as many times as possible. &#8220;Oh, this? That&#8217;s just my medal&#8230;you see, I&#8217;m very fast,&#8221; followed by the false modesty of, &#8220;Well, it&#8217;s just for the age group&#8230;but did you happen to notice I came in first?&#8221; If my attention was distracted too much by unimportant things like, you know, oncoming trucks, he would take a deep breath and puff out his chest in order to invite further comment on his triumph. Of course after such exertion he was unable to do the driving that night&#8230;I put in 300 miles from 6:30 pm to 1:30 am while he iced his knee and dozed off. I had only been cleaning the house for the previous 36 hours in preparation for our departure.</p>
<p>And way to go, Unfocused Girl. We&#8217;re really proud of you!</p>
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		<title>By: Unfocused Me</title>
		<link>http://theunfocusedlife.com/2008/08/23/summer-vacation-stats-part-2/#comment-1823</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 16:31:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thanks!  I was spooked when it happened, but I really got the shakes later that night, especially after we put the kids to bed.  I think I checked on him 5 times that night before I went to sleep myself, just to reassure myself he was there.  When it happened last year, my wife was standing right next to him, and she says she still thinks about it.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks!  I was spooked when it happened, but I really got the shakes later that night, especially after we put the kids to bed.  I think I checked on him 5 times that night before I went to sleep myself, just to reassure myself he was there.  When it happened last year, my wife was standing right next to him, and she says she still thinks about it.</p>
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		<title>By: Jenn</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 14:39:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Congrats on the AG award!!  And even better job on finding your son after the wave, that would have had me spooked for a few minutes.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Congrats on the AG award!!  And even better job on finding your son after the wave, that would have had me spooked for a few minutes.</p>
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