<?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-12753311</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:00:42.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodle Woodyette</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12753311.post-3273603601981680710</id><published>2008-02-24T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:12:46.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Everyone,</title><content type='html'>I love you family. To friends, the same. How "R U" Everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I do every Tuesday!  Go to piano classes! (Ed-My teacher's name is Miss Scarlett. ) And I made a friend. Her name is... well I forgot. I enjoy seeing my friend at piano class.  I like when we sit together and listen to Miss Scarlett talking to us.  She tells us stories about the Grand Staff.  Sometimes we play games, too.  I also like practicing and learning new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Liahona one week, I played &lt;em&gt;Hot Cross Buns&lt;/em&gt; for a talent show.  A teenage girl named Sarah in our group played a folk song... I think it was called &lt;em&gt;A Melody&lt;/em&gt;.  Jelly played &lt;em&gt;Handbells&lt;/em&gt;, with both hands - separate hands first and then both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  Jelly is sick right now.  She is in bed right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a book.  I'm not sure yet what it will be about.  I'm still putting it together.  I'll tell you about it when it is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Doodlebug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-3273603601981680710?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/3273603601981680710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=3273603601981680710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/3273603601981680710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/3273603601981680710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-everyone.html' title='Dear Everyone,'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-2984903429968787987</id><published>2008-01-27T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:12:07.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Hi! I haven't blogged in a while. I wanted to wish you a happy new year and tell you something exciting. I take piano lessons every Tuesday! :0) They ''R'' F-U-N. I have a cold right now but (hopefully) I'll be better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-2984903429968787987?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/2984903429968787987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=2984903429968787987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/2984903429968787987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/2984903429968787987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-2193068114927639101</id><published>2007-12-01T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:36:52.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Field Trip at the Getty Villa</title><content type='html'>I went on a field trip yesterday.  I learned about Greek and Roman things.  The field trip that we went on was to a museum called the Getty Villa.  We saw broken-off wall pieces, and pottery, and we also saw gardens.  It was a really cool field trip.  I only remember seeing two different kinds of columns - they were Ionic and Corinthian.  I especially liked the kids' room there.  I liked putting on shadow shows with my friends from our homeschooling group. I climbed up the amphitheater steps.  It was high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw four different kinds of gardens. One was an herb garden, another was a family garden, and I don't remember what the other two were called.  The herb garden was also called a "kitchen garden" because they got all their fruits and vegetables and spices from the herb garden to make their food and also medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go to the Getty Villa again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-2193068114927639101?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/2193068114927639101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=2193068114927639101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/2193068114927639101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/2193068114927639101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-field-trip-at-getty-villa.html' title='My Field Trip at the Getty Villa'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-8430786600300918575</id><published>2007-11-05T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:40:47.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day today</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me, Doodle (or Snickerdoodle, a type of cookie). Guess what I did today? I played something I hadn't played for a long time. Barbie dolls! I played Barbies. (with Jelly) (Ed.: Yes thats me,   beautiful litttle me! And this is Jelly speaking.) Yes that was my SILLY sister. Anyway, back to my day. I did some school. Then I played Barbies. Oh, I forgot to tell you, my tooth is wiggly. I hope it falls out soon. That'll be good. I was reading some Peter Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll type again soon, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-8430786600300918575?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/8430786600300918575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=8430786600300918575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/8430786600300918575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/8430786600300918575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-day-today.html' title='My day today'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-6842365501641256483</id><published>2007-11-03T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:01:39.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Daddy took us to Disneyland where we met our cousins. First we went to California Adventure where I got lost for a minute. We went on a ride inside of an orange called the Bee Ride. It was fun! You spin round and round and round inside it. The orange was pretty large so quite a few people could go inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on my traditional ride, "Dumbo," in Disneyland. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Disneyland we went to our cousins' house to have a sleepover. The first night of sleepover I slept up in the loft. The next morning (after the day of Disneyland) we to Poppa's (our grandpa) house. We went for a walk on the beach and we had lots of fun there. And then we went back to our cousins' house for their birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had pineapple upside-down cake. It was good. We also had mashed potatoes, vegetables, and cheese sauce. I enjoyed the big feast. After we ate dinner, my Mommy and Daddy left our cousins' house because they said we could have an extra sleepover. Last night I slept on my Auntie's biiig bed. And sometimes, when I'm sleeping, I don't even know where I'm sleeping. I usually think I'm in my own bed. But when I wake up the next morning, I see that I'm in a different room! [Ed.: Daddy feels this way all the time.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left those cousins' house. Then we went to our other cousins' house for some lunch. We only saw Natalie and Lindsey. The other ones were at a meeting. Those ones were (if you want to know) Robyn, Stacie and Katie. The meeting was for 12 year olds and up. Then we kids went upstairs to play. Jelly played with Lindsey while I played with Natalie.  We had fun!! :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left for our own house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My does it feel good to be home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-6842365501641256483?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/6842365501641256483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=6842365501641256483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/6842365501641256483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/6842365501641256483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12753311.post-113721515071414934</id><published>2006-01-13T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:05:50.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun</title><content type='html'>I had fun today. It was really fun to do. Today I didn't write a book, but I had a lot of fun with my big sister, Jelly Woodyette. Tomorrow I can play on the computer again, yea! How fun does that sound? Absolutely, fadually fun! [Ed. - Don't ask. I have no idea.] Fun days are absolutely fun, better than any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is typing what I want to say today. I said to him that I had a blog, and so he is now here at the blog place where he posts my blogs. And Jelly's. And his. That's all for now, Grandma NanZ! If you're listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-113721515071414934?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/113721515071414934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=113721515071414934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113721515071414934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113721515071414934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2006/01/fun.html' title='Fun'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-113384981435329242</id><published>2005-12-05T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T22:31:26.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Storybook</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there lived a beautiful little girl named Doodle. And she had a very long dress. She was a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ahem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her big sister had the laughing fever. Her big sister was named Hannah. And Hannah always had the laughing fever. Which she was laughing right now. Her big sister was a queen. She was so beautiful. She cannot stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Doodle was a very pretty girl. Sometimes Doodle had the laughing fever. Hannah was as pretty as Doodle. When they both had the laughing fever, they laughed at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-113384981435329242?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/113384981435329242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=113384981435329242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113384981435329242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113384981435329242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/12/storybook.html' title='A Storybook'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-113251227212344729</id><published>2005-11-20T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T10:44:32.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Grandma NanZ</title><content type='html'>Dear Grandma Nanz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said that you're coming to our house! I believe Mommy. I love to have fun. And we're going to have Thanksgiving at Auntie LuAnn's house! I love to see Ellie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-113251227212344729?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/113251227212344729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=113251227212344729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113251227212344729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113251227212344729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/11/letter-to-grandma-nanz.html' title='A Letter to Grandma NanZ'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-113181885108099516</id><published>2005-11-12T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T10:07:31.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Jelly</title><content type='html'>Dear Jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Nick Jr. And right now it's muted. I'm watching The Wiggles. Clay says they make him giggle. Sometimes they make me giggle, too. I haven't watched The Wiggles in a long, long time. Daddy just turned on The Wiggles. [Ed. - You can read that any way you like. I prefer to think of "turned on" in the "got 'em in my crosshairs" sense.] Wiggles are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm watching about the aquarium. In The Wiggles. The Wiggles is long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-113181885108099516?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/113181885108099516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=113181885108099516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113181885108099516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113181885108099516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/11/letter-to-jelly.html' title='Letter to Jelly'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-113109005643672191</id><published>2005-11-03T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:40:56.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip day</title><content type='html'>[Note: Daddy is transcribing this from a hand-written page. Doodle authored it herself, and only needed Mommy's help on a couple of words. I'm typing it here as close as I can read it, and am only sorry that I can't put in the occasional backwards "h." Hey, she's not quite 6. She also wants to tell you she had a good time at the rancho. - Proud Woody]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids may think ranchos Are not real. But they Are. i went to one. i saw horses, lamBs chickens goats Bunnys and chicKs. i got to pump water. and i got to ride a fake horse. i went to A secret garden. Mrs. BixBy use to tell stories and write letters there. Yesterday i dressed up as a ranho girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-113109005643672191?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/113109005643672191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=113109005643672191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113109005643672191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113109005643672191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/11/field-trip-day.html' title='Field Trip day'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-113107527965551076</id><published>2005-11-03T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:34:39.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Mom</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when you're going to scrapbook again? I hope you catch my letter for you! Because I just want you to read it. I hope you like it. Because it's a letter for you! And if you do read it, then I hope you like it. Because... I made it for you! [Ed. - She may have said that already.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Daddy was just staring at me. [Ed. - Note: "infusing her with focus and motivation;" &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; "staring."]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-113107527965551076?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/113107527965551076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=113107527965551076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113107527965551076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/113107527965551076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/11/letter-to-mom.html' title='Letter to Mom'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112952151170964351</id><published>2005-10-16T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:58:31.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Grandma NanZ</title><content type='html'>Dear Grandma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we went to see Mawgs. She wasn't feeling very good. She was at the hospital. She had to take lots of surgeries there. [Ed. - "surgeries" = "treatments"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Mama is going to scrapbook today? Today Daddy asked if Mama was going to scrap. She just sat down in her chair. I just got Mommy the children's songbook. 'Cause she couldn't reach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am blogging a letter to you. Because I just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ate Swedish pancakes, and I love apple butter! It's so good! Daddy gave me a taste of it. Because he wanted to know how it was tasting, and it was tasting delicious. Mama was the first to try the Swedish pancakes. I was the second to try the Swedish pancakes. They &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; delicious. Mom liked it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112952151170964351?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112952151170964351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112952151170964351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112952151170964351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112952151170964351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/10/letter-to-grandma-nanz.html' title='A Letter to Grandma NanZ'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112905960418605568</id><published>2005-10-11T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:40:04.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Today</title><content type='html'>Today we made posters, and mine was a princess. And I wrote, "I love you Mawgs, Love, Doodle." It's for us to hang up in the hospital and cheer up Mawgs. To think about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was reading "Book of Mormon Heroes" and it's about obedience. The title is "Nephi and the Brass Plates." We have to search for things. There are pictures hidden in the story and you have to find a lot of stuff. Lehi had a dream, and his dream was that his sons needed to go back to get some brass plates, which were scriptures. The book used to belong to Grandma NanZ, and then Aunt Debby let us keep the book. The other book is called "Hidden Treasures of the Book of Mormon." And at the end of "Nephi and the Brass Plates" a little boy was, like, "What? Why is Zoram here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pinched my thumb. It hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a kangaroo for Halloween. It sounds fun to be a kangaroo for Halloween! Daddy was just pushing on me. [Ed. - Strictly for motivation!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112905960418605568?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112905960418605568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112905960418605568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112905960418605568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112905960418605568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/10/school-today.html' title='School Today'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112710457616917294</id><published>2005-09-18T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:36:16.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today we went to church. By the way, Britney, in my class, is six years old and was trying to hug me. Which was rather annoying. That was not being reverent. And if nobody knew, I wouldn't know. [Ed. - Profundities galore.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if nobody knew, I would know that first Jelly was playing on the computer, and then me. And, at church Daddy didn't hear it, but I did my class presentation, and it was my first one. I said, "C is for children who I sit by quietly." [Ed. - Mommy loved it!] My tummy was saying it didn't want to do it. But the words came right out of my mouth. Zoom. If Britney and her Mommy and family were moving then I wouldn't have any teacher to help me do the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness' sake, I made a Samantha paper doll with her own Lydia doll. How could I forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma gave me the rest of her ice. After she was finished with her drink, anyway. [Ed. - We have children. Of &lt;em&gt;course&lt;/em&gt; we drink. Hers was a Decaf Pepsi, straight up.]  And I'm wearing some overalls that don't fit me, but I wanted to wear them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112710457616917294?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112710457616917294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112710457616917294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112710457616917294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112710457616917294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112697704805485834</id><published>2005-09-17T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:10:48.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Letter for Grandma Zornes</title><content type='html'>Dear Grandma Zornes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was really, really cold, so Daddy made me some Postum. 'Cause if it tasted like Postum, it had to be Postum! Then I felt warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new school room. Did we ever tell you that we have a new telescope? That's huge? [Ed. - From her perspective, that is.] Daddy built it, and Jelly and I took turns reading the instructions. For Dad, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm finished, Momma will read my blog. We used to have the dining table as our school room, but now we have a white one. [Ed. - We bought a long folding table for the new schoolroom. It's putty colored, but that counts.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we have new Dora paperdolls, but we didn't make them ourselves. The computer made them for us. Jelly cut her paperdoll's hair really short. But my doll's hair is still a bit long. Because I didn't want to cut it all the way to look like a boy. But that was, like, yesterday. When I made my doll some new shoes. Besides, I was on the computer and Jelly was making her doll the way she liked it to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112697704805485834?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112697704805485834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112697704805485834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112697704805485834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112697704805485834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-letter-for-grandma-zornes.html' title='Another Letter for Grandma Zornes'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112675376048234708</id><published>2005-09-14T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:09:20.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Grandma Zornes</title><content type='html'>Dear Grandma Zornes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 14th of September. Today we had school while Daddy was at work. Jelly made a veggie tray for one of her friend's family. I didn't get to help. Because this was Jelly's project for Activity Day. While Jelly and Daddy were gone, I got my computer turn. Jelly was playing Dolphin Diaries. I think at the end of the day, Daddy was reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate breakfast we did our usual routine: get dressed, brush teeth, and make bed. And then we started school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was taking Jelly to her friend's house. By the way, now we have a new family room, but the office will soon be Jelly's room. The new family room used to be the living room. And we're used to the new school room. Daddy is now typing what I want to say. [Ed. - instead of doing some programming, which is what Daddy is &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be doing.] Daddy was doing a funny editor note. Which it was very, very, very, very funny. Daddy is being coo-coo bananas for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112675376048234708?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112675376048234708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112675376048234708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112675376048234708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112675376048234708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/09/letter-to-grandma-zornes.html' title='A Letter to Grandma Zornes'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112658842596709064</id><published>2005-09-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:15:45.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Day of a Haircut</title><content type='html'>First I went to the barbershop to get a trim. And we also did a bit of school today in our new Wonderwood Academy room, which used to be the family room. And today I got do my first grade book. Today Daddy let us have all the fun. Jelly and I, anyway. Jelly was doing a lot of typing when she had her blog today. [Ed. - Oh, yeah? This is news to me!] And for a snack we had ABC cookies and milk. And Daddy always gets haircuts from Mommy. Which she is a good barber. And, by the way, does that mean I am writing too much? No, I am not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe I am, a bit. But just a teeny, tiny smidge. For as long as everyone knows, I am five years old, but I'm in first grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anybody, I still have long hair since I only got it trimmed today. But first I had to wash it with shampoo and water. And, I have a teeny, tiny, paper doll today. Too bad I didn't get a computer turn today. I think everybody thinks that I'm writing too much, but I'm not! Besides, who would say that I'm writing too much? [Ed. - Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! Pick me!] Oh, back to my blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the last thing: I checked out a lot of books today at the library! And so did Jelly! For the last time, I got my haircut today. But that was only for the last time, and that was my first day of getting a haircut. Ok, I think Daddy's getting tired of writing. Are you, Dad? [Ed. - Oh, noooo. Not me.] I have the last words in my blog. Am I writing too much? [Ed. - Oy.] These are the last words now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm going to say we have a new family room which used to be the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112658842596709064?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112658842596709064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112658842596709064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112658842596709064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112658842596709064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-day-of-haircut.html' title='My First Day of a Haircut'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112649951498194751</id><published>2005-09-11T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:31:54.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A letter to Grandma Zornes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Grandma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mawgs went back to her house. Before she left, Jelly and I gave hugs to Mawgs. And then she left. Momma gave her hugs, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before we went to Church Momma asked Daddy if he could take down their wedding picture. [Ed. - No, I'm not in trouble. At least, I don't think so. She had me put it back up tonight.] And then we left for Church. While we were waiting to go to Church, Daddy was on the computer. And I was getting my backpack. And after Church, Daddy put the wedding picture back up. [Ed. - See? I toldja!] Jelly and I were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my class, we were having bread and water. Our lesson was about Jesus having the Last Supper with the disciples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112649951498194751?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112649951498194751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112649951498194751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112649951498194751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112649951498194751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/09/letter-to-grandma-zornes-dear-grandma.html' title=''/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112554284901188196</id><published>2005-08-31T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:47:29.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is First Day of No Homework</title><content type='html'>Today at school my Mommy said there will be no homework tonight for the whole week! I was excited. I was really surprised when Momma said that. But that didn't matter. I was really excited, although I liked homework for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ellie and Mawgs came over I liked to play with Ellie. It was fun to play with Ellie. Because I liked my cousins over. Jelly liked to play with Ellie, too! Before Ellie and Mawgs came over me and my Daddy went over to the store to buy some Play-Doh and then to buy some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112554284901188196?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112554284901188196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112554284901188196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112554284901188196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112554284901188196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-first-day-of-no-homework.html' title='Today Is First Day of No Homework'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112544886799657656</id><published>2005-08-30T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T17:42:31.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Day of Being in First Grade</title><content type='html'>A few days ago was my first day of being in the first grade. And I liked it, too! It was really, really fun. And I'm &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; in first grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, too, were my first days of homework. [Ed. - insert scary music here] And I even did some spelling tests. With a pencil and with my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just brought some papers to Mom. And on the way home from the beach, I shared my goldfish with my sister. And today, Mawgs and Ellie had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112544886799657656?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112544886799657656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112544886799657656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112544886799657656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112544886799657656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-first-day-of-being-in-first-grade.html' title='My First Day of Being in First Grade'/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112416289865882108</id><published>2005-08-15T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:28:18.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the 15th. And it's the first day of school, too. Today I got to do my first pieces of homework. It was fun! I even colored a Weather Girl. I colored her underwear purple. [Ed.: Averting eyes here!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of today was when we started school. ("Daddy, don't forget the period!" "Sorry!") And tonight we get to have Family Night! Mommy said I can help out with the game. Jelly gets to help with treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle Woodyette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112416289865882108?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112416289865882108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112416289865882108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112416289865882108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112416289865882108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-15th.html' title=''/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-112217940594622827</id><published>2005-07-23T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:30:05.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Grandma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I slept on Mawgs's couch. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was great. I liked it. I played with Lindsey, and had some wedding cake! And I watched your wedding from the balcony. I threw some flower petals, too! I liked everything about the wedding. And Grandpa was nice, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to your old house and picked up the stuff we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-112217940594622827?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/112217940594622827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=112217940594622827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112217940594622827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/112217940594622827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/07/dear-grandma-last-night-i-slept-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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-12753311.post-111560998031689909</id><published>2005-05-08T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T10:54:44.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I'm a blogger, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letter to Grandma Woody:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Grandma Woody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first blog. And I'm excited! This is the first time I told my Daddy what to write on my first blog. I sang in front of a thousand people with Jelly Woodyette. But first we went to the Relief Society Room where Mommy usually sings. But this time, I did. Because the teachers told us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped getting the yogurt out for breakfast this morning. I liked helping. Do you know why? Because... I wanted to! [Ed. note: I wish, I wish, I wish I could describe the cute little giggle she inserted in that statement!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm telling Daddy what I want to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Doodle Woodyette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Daddy Woody apologizes profusely, and has enabled anonymous commenting. Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12753311-111560998031689909?l=doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/feeds/111560998031689909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12753311&amp;postID=111560998031689909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/111560998031689909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12753311/posts/default/111560998031689909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlewoodyette.blogspot.com/2005/05/now-im-blogger-too-letter-to-grandma.html' title=''/><author><name>Doodle Woodyette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10629611575387133468</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
