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		<title>Stop and smell the broccoli</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes you need to stop and smell the roses.  Or sometimes, listen to your kids.  It can be great therapy.  Tonight at Giant Eagle, our local grocery store, I had Caleb (5) and Hannah (3) with me.  Hannah wanted to walk this time instead of riding in the cart.  Caleb pushed the cart.  He usually [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes you need to stop and smell the roses.  Or sometimes, listen to your kids.  It can be great therapy.  Tonight at Giant Eagle, our local grocery store, I had Caleb (5) and Hannah (3) with me.  Hannah wanted to walk this time instead of riding in the cart.  Caleb pushed the cart.  He usually does.  Hannah said, &#8220;What is next?&#8221;  I said broccoli.  &#8220;Oh, good, I love broccoli.  Broccoli, broccoli, broccoli . . .&#8221;   Their cheerfulness could be heard half way across the store.  I didn&#8217;t mind tonight.  That place needed some cheering up.  Everything in life is exciting from their point of view.  With each new aisle we entered they joyfully announce the number.  &#8220;We&#8217;re in aisle 5!&#8221;  &#8220;We&#8217;re in aisle 7!&#8221;  It was just such a happy time for them to be walking through the grocery store and enjoying life.  Pointing to everything, &#8220;Are we out of this?&#8221;  &#8220;Are we out of that?&#8221;  Yes get one of those.  No, we don&#8217;t need that.  &#8220;Are we out of this?&#8221;   And on it went.  <img class="alignright size-full wp-image-325" title="broccoli" src="http://steveorris.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/broccoli.jpg" alt="broccoli" width="250" height="199" />At times I wish I were five years old and completely oblivious to the world around me except that which I can see from our house.  What a different world it was back when I was five.  If I could go back to that time I would.  I would live more fully in the moment.  I would do more things.  I would push myself more and have more experiences.  I would make more friends.  I would hit my brother less; well, maybe.   And when I turned 16 I would have borrowed as much money as I could and invested in Microsoft.</p>
<p>PS  Once we got home, Hannah would not eat the broccoli.</p>
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