<?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-7908601852194771435</id><updated>2012-01-11T12:37:04.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jolasek</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-4502205880703704479</id><published>2012-01-05T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T05:29:58.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anielsko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tak sobie mysle, ze mialam pokazac sukienke jaka uszylam zosi na jaselka... moja "krwawica" - bo szylam tak jak nie powinno sie nigdy szyc - na czas, ostatniego dnia, do tego z platajacymi sie dziecmi pod nogami, co chwile "pic, siku, jesc, gdzie kredki, gdzie lalka, gdzie smoczek... ona mnie nie puszcza, ona popycha, ona zabrala klocki, ksiazke..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tatus sie nie spisal - nie podarowal mi spokojnego wieczoru bez dziewczynek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;ale sukienka jest. jest jaka jest, wiem ile ma niedociagniec, gdzie krzywo, gdzie wisi nitka, gdzie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;no wlasnie - zosia urwala na probie rekawek... tak tak, nie docenila poswiecenia matki, naderwanej nocy, nerwow... urwala, bo stwierdzila (jak zwykle), ze nie da sobie pomoc, ze sama zdejmie sukienke po probie, a potem stwierdzila w zlosci, ze mama za mala uszyla, skoro "na sile" anielska suknia nie chce zejsc :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mimo wszystko ciesze sie, ze zosia miala wyjatkowa sukieneczke, bo bardzo chcialam jej uszyc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i co wazne - a moze i najwazniejsze - to pierwsza sukienka jaka w zyciu uszylam :) kiedys szylam lalkom ubranka, jakies piorniczki, poduszeczki... a teraz mam maszyne i postanowilam wrocic do szycia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mam w planach takze spodniczke baletnicy, tylko kiedy? czasu ciagle brakuje, a dziewczyny ze mna nieodlaczne...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;a oto moj aniolek:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-7514841102358235417</id><published>2012-01-05T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:42:18.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeszcze swiatecznie :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wszyscy juz chyba zapomnieli o swietach... u mnie dziewczynki choruja od drugiego dnia swiat - zosia, teraz emilka... i dopiero mam chwilke, by pokazac moje swieteczne kartki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zrobilam ich zaledwie cztery i powedrowaly do najblizszych osob. w rzeczywistosci ladniej wygladaly - bo papier perlowy bialy i ecru - niestety nie jestem w stanie wciaz uchwycic "blysku".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;oczywiscie jak zwykle nie jestem z nich do konca zadowolona, ale mam nadzieje, ze adresatom sie podobaly :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br 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:)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fzrNNJUpHw/TwVhabdalKI/AAAAAAAAF9o/IGGs4jY_6qc/s72-c/pocztowka+swieta3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3949877661194005839</id><published>2011-12-17T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:19:24.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>klamczucha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;sobotni ranek. dzieci wstaly. maz tez... leniwie przewracam sie na drugi bok z nadzieja, ze uda mi sie polezec jeszcze w spokoju choc 15 minut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;przybiega zosia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, ja zamkne drzwi, zeby emilka do ciebie nie przychodzila, a ty odpoczywaj...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;och moje kochane male-duze dziecko! wie, ze mama zmeczona, wie, ze jak emi przyjdzie do mnie to chcac nie chcac z lozka wstane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;po chwili slysze w drugim pokoju:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- emilka idz do mamy, no idz, gdzie mamusia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;oczywiscie emilka podchodzi do zamknietych drzwi i uderza w wielki placz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;podnosze sie z lozka slyszac jak zosia klamczucha "wspolczuje" siostrze:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;-... oj, zamkniete drzwi, widzisz tatus zamknal... nie placz malenka, tatus nie chcial zamknac, nie wiedzial, ze ty chcesz do mamy... tatus niechcacy tak zrobil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-3949877661194005839?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/3949877661194005839/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/12/klamczucha.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3949877661194005839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3949877661194005839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/12/klamczucha.html' title='klamczucha.'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3326599438536121798</id><published>2011-12-14T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T03:08:02.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>krolowe, krolewny, ksiezniczki...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;nie wierze ze zosia byla niedawno "chlopiara". ze nosila najchetniej chlopiece ubrania, ze jesli prezent to najlepiej samochod, samolot, pociag... ze jak bajki to 'tomek i przyjaciele' albo noddy (bo ma samochod i samolot, bo pan sparks ma warsztat...)... ze jak na swieta od mikolaja to nie domek dla lalek tylko garaz albo lotnisko :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i ta oto chlopieca zoska stala sie prawdziwa ksiezniczka (jak sama mowi - a emilka jest krolewna, bo dwoch ksiezniczek nie moze byc :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;najchetniej chcialaby wsyztsko ksiezniczkowe - arielka, aurora, kopciuszek... idole mojej czterolatki :) jest szczesliwa kiedy przyczepia plakat z mala syrenka nad lozkiem, maluje ksiezniczkowe ksiazeczki, a na dobranoc czytamy 'swiat ksiezniczek disneya', czy tez slucha bajki o dzwoneczku... (bo wrozki to takie tez ksiezniczki ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;no i w koncu wpadla w szal rysowania ksiezniczek i krolowych :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;ogladam prace sprzed roku i jestem zdumiona jakie postepy robi takie dziecko... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7gCZMgkUY8/TuiCAxytd7I/AAAAAAAAFjs/Q-sqeYuR70A/s1600/rysunek+zosi+grudzien+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7gCZMgkUY8/TuiCAxytd7I/AAAAAAAAFjs/Q-sqeYuR70A/s320/rysunek+zosi+grudzien+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;a tu zblizenie na ksiezniczke :) z pieknymi rzesami :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLmLycdizyc/TuiCLhwVvKI/AAAAAAAAFj0/TLKhTGtsVPs/s1600/zosi+rysunek+krolewna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLmLycdizyc/TuiCLhwVvKI/AAAAAAAAFj0/TLKhTGtsVPs/s320/zosi+rysunek+krolewna.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;nauczyla sie tez rysowac motylki, z czego jest bardzo dumna :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i taka gwiazdke (tu w kole) - bardzo chciala sie nauczyc takie gwiazdki rysowac:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLW-Kb9Rg_w/TuiCRVhPsrI/AAAAAAAAFj8/cmdyV97UK4c/s1600/rysunek+zosi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLW-Kb9Rg_w/TuiCRVhPsrI/AAAAAAAAFj8/cmdyV97UK4c/s320/rysunek+zosi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i jeszcze piekny podpis ;)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXA9FvxLI0k/TuiCVIjn7MI/AAAAAAAAFkE/fzhFy2lnx2o/s1600/zosi+rysunek+podpis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXA9FvxLI0k/TuiCVIjn7MI/AAAAAAAAFkE/fzhFy2lnx2o/s320/zosi+rysunek+podpis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i &amp;nbsp;jedna z ostatnich ksiezniczek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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krolewsku :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-3326599438536121798?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/3326599438536121798/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/12/krolowe-krolewny-ksiezniczki.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3326599438536121798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3326599438536121798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/12/krolowe-krolewny-ksiezniczki.html' title='krolowe, krolewny, ksiezniczki...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e7gCZMgkUY8/TuiCAxytd7I/AAAAAAAAFjs/Q-sqeYuR70A/s72-c/rysunek+zosi+grudzien+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3735862794141962627</id><published>2011-12-03T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T14:31:37.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>politycznie o smierci...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;sobotni - rodzinny ;) - wieczor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tata oglada wiadomosci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zosia rysuje /oczywiscie! /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mama bawi sie na dywanie z emilka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zosia:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, slyszalas co powiedzieli w telewizji?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- coooo????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- ze alicja umarla.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie alicja zosiu, tylko koalicja. i nie umarla tak naprawde, tylko, ze... przestala istniec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie umarla? przeciez pani powiedziala ze umarla, slyszalam. a kto to koalicja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;probowalismy z mezem wytlumaczyc, ale wbrew pozorom takiej czterolatce wytlumaczyc co to koalicja i dlaczego "umarla" to naprawde nie jest tak prosta sprawa... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-3735862794141962627?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-7860663596289641868</id><published>2011-12-02T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:20:28.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zima tuz tuz :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;idziemy z zosia rano do przedszkola...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, czy my mamy zapasy na zime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;-... hmmm... mamy. a wy sie teraz w przedszkolu uczycie o zapasach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie, uczymy sie dobrych manier. ale pytam o zapasy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- a wiesz co to zapasy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak, to takie co sie na zime szykuje, wiewiorki szykuja orzechy, a my przetwory. jakie my mamo mamy przetwory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no rozne mamy... malinki, papryke, soczki od babci stasi z malin, porzeczek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- wiem wiem. a od babci marysi mamy takie soczki przetwory bobowity, ona takie zrobila zapasy... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&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/7908601852194771435-7860663596289641868?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-5639860036458894853</id><published>2011-12-01T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:26:20.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>na wszystko jest sposob...</title><content type='html'>-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt; mamo, mamo.... - wola przerazona troche zosia pochylona nade mna. dwie sekundy wczesniej polozylam sie na dywanie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- co chcesz zosiu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, co ci sie stalo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nic... zmeczona jestem, chcialam polezec i odpoczac chwilke (mam zal do siebie bo zosik wyglada na przestaszonego).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zmeczona jestes? bo sie nie wyspalas, tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak zosiu (fakt, nie wyspalam sie od dawna, jestem totalnie wymeczona).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, to idz juz spac, poloz sie i sie wyspij.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie moge zosiu, musze jeszcze cos zrobic dzisiaj zanim pojde spac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, ja mam pomysl - wez i zrob to jutro w pracy, a dzis idz juz spac....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- super pomysl zosiu - usmiecham sie do siebie - ale wiesz, nie wszystko da sie zabrac do pracy i tam zrobic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie? - zosia jest zdziwiona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie :) bo na przyklad musze zrobic pranie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- a to ty mamo w pracy nie masz pralki??????????? niech moze ktos kupi... - odpowiada najpowazniej na swiecie moja madra coreczka :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;dzis nie wyspalam sie znow :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-5639860036458894853?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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przedszkola"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak...? (troche mnie to dziwi, fakt, jakis tam katar ma, ale nie to zeby katarzysko, ale jak pani naprawde tak mowila....) zosiu, a ktora pani tak powiedziala - ciagne dalej rozmowe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no... pani beatka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- dobrze, to ja zadzwonie jutro do pani beatki i zapytam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo... nie zadzwonisz, na pewno nie masz numeru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mam... (bo mam ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;-.... hhh.... mamo, to moze juz nie dzwon, moze pojde i juz w ten poniedzialek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;jejku, ona ma dopiero cztery latka, mala dziewczynka, bezbronna coreczka mamusi, ktora zaczyna kombinowac juz w przedszkolu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-7872793141513833620?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/7872793141513833620/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/11/maly-kombinator.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7872793141513833620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7872793141513833620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/11/maly-kombinator.html' title='maly kombinator'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3105634586382356511</id><published>2011-11-20T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:08:24.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kartka urodzinowa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tym razem cos ode mnie :) tak, przyznaje, ze bardzo mi brak tego kartkowania, scrapowania, a ostatnio ciagnie mnie tez do szycia, ale dni mijaja zdecydowanie za szybko (czy tylko dla mnie?)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;udalo mi sie jednak zrobic kartke na urodziny zosiowej kolezanki z przedszkola, oczywsicie wczoraj pozna noca, pospiesznie i troche sennie... efekt nie do konca mi sie podoba, ale wyszlo jak wyszlo i dzis karteczka trafila juz do rak bianeczki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;niestety zdjecia nie wyszly najlepiej, ze wzgl na brokatowy papier. no i z lampa robione, bo bez lampy bylo jeszcze gorzej :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lppGvW09_bI/Tsl5iuc0qfI/AAAAAAAAFbU/7rRkmoDiBls/s1600/pocztowka+bianka2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lppGvW09_bI/Tsl5iuc0qfI/AAAAAAAAFbU/7rRkmoDiBls/s1600/pocztowka+bianka2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-743124001604071642</id><published>2011-11-10T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T04:13:34.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zimowo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zimno dzisiaj okropnie... mialam nawet plan, by isc do pracy piechota, ale wystarczylo mi dojscie na przystanek i trzeslam sie z zimna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wiec skoro zrobilo sie juz tak zimowo pokaze balwanka, ktorego oczywiscie jakis czas temu zosia zaniosla pani do przedszkola (najchetniej codziennie cos by nosila "w prezencie" &amp;nbsp;:) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mielismy okazje wykorzystac sztuczny snieg, o ile zosie zachwycil, mnie troszke mniej - wiecej sprzatania, ale przede wszytskim przyklejenie nosa i oczu do sniegu okazalo sie nie lada wyzwaniem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;no, ale zoska ze wsyztskim sobie poradzi (choc troszke zepsulo to efekt koncowy, jednak liczy sie pomysl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;a oto i nasz pan balwan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UW7DeZ5yW4w/Tru4FDheG3I/AAAAAAAAFVM/bY-zzGXsP4o/s1600/balwanek1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UW7DeZ5yW4w/Tru4FDheG3I/AAAAAAAAFVM/bY-zzGXsP4o/s1600/balwanek1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWIcPXFy5mY/Tru4I48JGdI/AAAAAAAAFVU/bZCt2jplE00/s1600/balwanek2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWIcPXFy5mY/Tru4I48JGdI/AAAAAAAAFVU/bZCt2jplE00/s1600/balwanek2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&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/7908601852194771435-743124001604071642?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/743124001604071642/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/11/zimowo.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/743124001604071642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/743124001604071642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/11/zimowo.html' title='zimowo'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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zosia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;temat: &amp;nbsp;'przyroda pedzlem malowana' - nie do konca wiedzialam, czy to przenosnia, czy praca ma byc wykonana farbami, ale nawet sama pani nie wiedziala, wiec wykombinowalismy - technika mieszana :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;musze przyznac, ze efekt mnie zadowolil (zoske tez, choc jak sama stwierdzila - troszke sie zmeczyla :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-O623q26oQ/TrkTYuK8BqI/AAAAAAAAFQo/4J0oNiTPTBY/s1600/obrazek+na+konkurs+-+przyroda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-O623q26oQ/TrkTYuK8BqI/AAAAAAAAFQo/4J0oNiTPTBY/s320/obrazek+na+konkurs+-+przyroda.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_h1LQfBr6Go/TrkT-K8ahCI/AAAAAAAAFQw/WzxwP0kIzqw/s1600/obrazek+na+konkurs1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_h1LQfBr6Go/TrkT-K8ahCI/AAAAAAAAFQw/WzxwP0kIzqw/s320/obrazek+na+konkurs1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvjaliFjoJw/TrkUGtTQDoI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/58-ViXo9LKw/s1600/obrazek+na+konkurs2.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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/&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- mamo, ja nigdy nie bede taka sliczna jak ty...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zosiu, ty jestes sliczna! - (naprawde mnie zaskoczyla!!!) - &amp;nbsp;jestes sliczniejsza ode mnie!!!!! &amp;nbsp;chodz, zrobie ci zdjecie, zobaczysz jaka jestes sliczna!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie musisz mamo, ja patrze w lusterko i widze jak wygladam. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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malowanie o 7 rano... ale zosia zachwycona, wiec pewnie ciag dalszy nastapi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;p.s. zupelnie nie radze sobie - jak zrobic dziureczki na nitke w tych figurkach? bo docelowo to ozdoby na choinke :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBWpi4LQwz0/TrRZiznDh1I/AAAAAAAAFPY/IsBZsg5ePnU/s1600/zosiowe+gipsowanie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBWpi4LQwz0/TrRZiznDh1I/AAAAAAAAFPY/IsBZsg5ePnU/s320/zosiowe+gipsowanie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBWpi4LQwz0/TrRZiznDh1I/AAAAAAAAFPY/IsBZsg5ePnU/s72-c/zosiowe+gipsowanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3604142342055833382</id><published>2011-10-21T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T02:35:53.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jak rozpoczac i zakonczyc dzien - wg zosi :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zgadnijcie jak moja zosia rozpoczyna i konczy dzien? oczywiscie od rysowania, malowania, wycinania, wyklejania... ciesze sie bardzo, ze wykazuje takie duze zainteresowanie tworczymi pracami - raz, ze bede miala komu przekazac szafe moich skarbow, dwa - ze jednak moj blog bedzie tez "rekodzielniczy" - a przeciez z takim zamiarem go zakladalam :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;kazdego niemalze dnia musze zosi tlumaczyc, ze niekoniecznie dobrym pomyslem jest codzienne noszenie paniom do przedszkola swoich rysunkow, ksiazeczek, wyklejanek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, ale jak pani beatka nie zechce to dam pani ani... a jak pani ania tez nie, to pani zosi... a jak pani zosia nie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;fakt, pan jest sporo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;dzien nauczyciela wiec byl swietna okazja by zosia mogla zaniesc cos naprawde w prezencie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;dopiero udalo mi sie zgrac zdjecia, bo oczywiscie laurki robione byly juz jakis czas temu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;nie bede wybierac, wrzucam wszytskie, choc mysle, ze zgadniecie ktora jest dla ulubionej pani :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNd321sCE7Q/TqE5b3vg8NI/AAAAAAAAFKE/i3Pahmu8Agg/s1600/laurka1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNd321sCE7Q/TqE5b3vg8NI/AAAAAAAAFKE/i3Pahmu8Agg/s320/laurka1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-remxruHF0FU/TqE5vjfHuAI/AAAAAAAAFKc/zqoZhONYV-E/s1600/laurka4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-remxruHF0FU/TqE5vjfHuAI/AAAAAAAAFKc/zqoZhONYV-E/s320/laurka4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tMWku8qkYY/TqE5w4K5JYI/AAAAAAAAFKk/YmNpQMCpOMw/s1600/laurka5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tMWku8qkYY/TqE5w4K5JYI/AAAAAAAAFKk/YmNpQMCpOMw/s320/laurka5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dYZndxpPxc/TqE5yOP-FRI/AAAAAAAAFKs/N_WCDJD1XbA/s1600/laurka6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dYZndxpPxc/TqE5yOP-FRI/AAAAAAAAFKs/N_WCDJD1XbA/s320/laurka6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;w srodku znalazl sie podpis od szablonu rzecz jasna :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5cRL0cn3Iw/TqE5zL3df5I/AAAAAAAAFK0/neWqMqPo4uU/s1600/laurka+podpis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5cRL0cn3Iw/TqE5zL3df5I/AAAAAAAAFK0/neWqMqPo4uU/s320/laurka+podpis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;bo zosia uwielbia wszelkie szablony do odrysowywania - tu literkowy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ185MCwBBY/TqE52qaFOeI/AAAAAAAAFLE/yQyW28ThOJc/s1600/zosia+szablon+litery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ185MCwBBY/TqE52qaFOeI/AAAAAAAAFLE/yQyW28ThOJc/s320/zosia+szablon+litery.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;p.s. alfabet norweski, bo oczywiscie z 'mojej szafy skarbow' :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PMxe1zsJsY/TqE50oH4rsI/AAAAAAAAFK8/Vi-QjbZMe4c/s1600/szablon+zosi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PMxe1zsJsY/TqE50oH4rsI/AAAAAAAAFK8/Vi-QjbZMe4c/s320/szablon+zosi.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;dodam, ze moja zosia wykazuje tez zainteresowanie architektura :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKCaJ8ry_3o/TqE7CZdjrkI/AAAAAAAAFLM/YpJhJtDDEus/s1600/architekt+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKCaJ8ry_3o/TqE7CZdjrkI/AAAAAAAAFLM/YpJhJtDDEus/s320/architekt+blog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;serdecznie pozdrawiam w ten mrozny dzien i zycze milego weekendu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XNd321sCE7Q/TqE5b3vg8NI/AAAAAAAAFKE/i3Pahmu8Agg/s72-c/laurka1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-5729699292945076529</id><published>2011-10-18T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T02:36:19.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jakie madre te przedszkolaki :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zosiu, chodziliscie dzis na spacerek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak, nie bylismy na placu zabaw, ale na spacerku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;bo teraz zosiu juz jest zimno, to bedziecie w parach spacerowac, nie bedziecie na plac chodzic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no, bo my mamo mamy teraz prawo jazdy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- co macie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- prawo jazdy. bo przedszkolaki znaja tylko dwa znaki. to musimy chodzic, oglada i sie uczyc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- a jakie juz znasz znaki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no taki dla pierwszych i stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- :) aaaa... przejscie dla pieszych, tak? a ten stop jak wyglada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no to taki trojkat, zolty. a na nim dzieci biegna. to wlasnie stop jest, nie wiedzialas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;:) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-5729699292945076529?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/5729699292945076529/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/10/jakie-madre-te-przedszkolaki.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;jednak blog bedzie troszke artystyczny :) moja zosia coraz chetniej rysuje, maluje wycina... i jak tylko ma okazje to wykonuje laurki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;na plus - ze wedlug wlasnego pomyslu :) pomine fakt ze zapomniala (a raczej nie zdazyla!) dorysowac wlosow, mnie zaskoczylo drzewko serduszkowe :) i jak zawsze rozczulil kotek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;laurka na urodziny naszej niani :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hs904A8fxag/Tp1NAqmMRRI/AAAAAAAAFIU/0HhjcftWbog/s1600/laurka+pani+zuzi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hs904A8fxag/Tp1NAqmMRRI/AAAAAAAAFIU/0HhjcftWbog/s320/laurka+pani+zuzi.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-5078059802115704993?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/5078059802115704993/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/10/moja-mala-artystka.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/5078059802115704993'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>kulturalnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;juz od dawna nosilam sie z zamiarem, by zabrac zosie do teatru. w koncu stalo sie - warszawa, wielki swiat dla malego dziecka i wielka scena ... wybralismy sie na "Magiczny sklep z Zabawkami" do Teatru Palladium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mialo byc troszke inaczej, ale plany zepsula nam emilka, ktora w czwartek zachorowala /zawsze to lepiej niz chora zosia, bo emilke moglismy zostawic na ten jeden dzien pod opieka babci/. tak oto w niedzielne, mrozne popoludnie znalezlismy sie w warszawie z zachwycona zoska...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;uswiadomilam sobie, ze bylismy z nia tak dawno w stolicy, ze wszytsko wydalo jej sie nowe - te wielkie /i nawet okragle, szklane!/ budynki, ten wspanialy palac /prawdziwej ksiezniczki? :) /, a nawet tramwaje, autobusy /inne niz u nas - kolorystycznie rzecz jasna ;)/...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;odkad wyprowadzilam sie z warszawy /a mieszkalam tam az 7 lat przeciez!/ za kazdym razem, gdy tam odwiedzamy znajomych, badz jestesmy wlasnie 'kulturalnie', to miasto mnie przeraza. wszystko dzieje sie tam jakby w przyspieszonym tempie, jakby ktos przewijal kasete w magnetofonie badz video... wszytsko pedzi. wszedzie tlum. wszytsko trzeba szybko (dlaczego?). i to mnie oczywiscie meczy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i za kazdym razem zastanawiam sie - jak moglam tam tyle zyc i byc szczesliwa? :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;o jednej jeszcze rzeczy zapomnialam - o setce ulotek z agencji towarzyskich w centrum miasta - pod nogami, za wycieraczkami samochodow... oczywiscie zosia nie mogla sie oprzec i podniosla jedna taka 'kolorowa karteczke', ktora ja oczywiscie kazalam wyrzucic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, dlaczego musze wyrzucic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zosiu, bo to brzydka ulotka, to smiec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, dlaczego brzydka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zosiu brzydka i juz, nie zbieramy smieci przeciez... (sama sie gubilam w tym co mowie, ale jakos &amp;nbsp;z zaskoczenia nie wiedzialam jak wytlumaczyc ta brzydkosc czteroletniej dziewczynce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamusiu, czy ta ulotka byla brzydka, bo tam pokazywali dupcie? tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak zosiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;moje dziecko okazalo sie madre i spostrzegawcze, a nawet madrzejsze ode mnie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;teatr tez zrobil na zosi wrazenie. ale choc mowi "wszystko mi sie tam podobalo", to mysle, ze sam spektakl byl jedynie dopelnieniem tego "wszystkiego". fajne bylo, bo pani sprzedawla w teatrze swiecace bralsoletki (co mnie naprawde zaskoczylo!), fajnie, bo mozna bylo biegac w czasie przerwy po korytarzu, a nawet "jezdzic na kolanach".... fajnie, bo do teatru tez przyjechala druga zosia, z ktora mozna bylo pogadac w trakcie przedstawienia i ktora tez miala fioletowa swiecaca bransoletke... a wracajac zosi kupilismy opaske na wlosy "z diamentami", bardzo fajna :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tak wiec wycieczka byla bardzo kulturalna :) zosia jadac do domu kilka razy pytala "mamo, a kiedy znow pojedziemy do tego teatru ?" i na moje pytanie, czy po jeszcze jedna bransoletke swiecaca dyplomatycznie odpowiadala "nie, na przedstawienie chce pojechac. bedzie takie jeszcze raz?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;moze faktycznie jej sie podobalo, a ja sie czepiam :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-3452417888742898400?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/3452417888742898400/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/10/kulturalnie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3452417888742898400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3452417888742898400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/10/kulturalnie.html' title='kulturalnie'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3885733509970174365</id><published>2011-09-05T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T13:02:37.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zosia zbiera :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, mamo zobacz jak duzo nazbieralam klapsow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- co nazbieralas zosiu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- &amp;nbsp;klapsy mamo zbieram, po calym placu zabaw :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- &amp;nbsp;.... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- patrz, mam cale wiaderko klapsow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- .... aaaaa.... kapsle zbierasz zosiu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no przeciez ci mowie! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-3885733509970174365?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/3885733509970174365/comments/default' title='Komentarze do 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3854916027819887089</id><published>2011-08-30T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T14:08:02.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jestem dumna :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;z mojej malej-duzej zosi, z jej pasji - rysowania, malowania, wycinania, wydzierania, wyklejania...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;za udzial w konkursie 'moje wakacyjne marzenie' dostala nawet nagrode :) choc bardziej chyba cieszyl ja fakt, ze pojechala na uroczystosc wreczenia nagrod w domu kultury, niz sama nagroda :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;jakie miala marzenia moja dziewczynka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWTxV_R0wz0/Tl1QZUwFMAI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/f_8zZz5Apuc/s1600/konkurs+zosi+praca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWTxV_R0wz0/Tl1QZUwFMAI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/f_8zZz5Apuc/s320/konkurs+zosi+praca.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;* zobaczyc zubra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;* pojechac pociagiem (spelnione!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;* miec kotka (moze kiedys ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;* zobaczyc ksiezniczke w wiezy (nierealne...)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;pozdrawiam i zycze spelnienia marzen, tych duzych i tych malenkich :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-3854916027819887089?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/3854916027819887089/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/08/jestem-dumna.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3854916027819887089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3854916027819887089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/08/jestem-dumna.html' title='jestem dumna :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWTxV_R0wz0/Tl1QZUwFMAI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/f_8zZz5Apuc/s72-c/konkurs+zosi+praca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-1635850201457783538</id><published>2011-08-26T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:34:24.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zagadkowy swiat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;od jakiegos czasu zosia zasypuje mnie pytaniami. wszytsko ja ciekawi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, co tam rosnie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zyto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, a po co takie zyto rosnie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- z niego bedzie maka, a wiesz co z maki bedzie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- wiem. nalesniki, i bulki i chleb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;oczywiscie takie pytania sa proste, tak samo jak ulubiona seria zosi "gdzie robia?" - buty, plyty, cegly i tak dalej.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;ale sa i powazniejsze...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- a skad sie biora ludzie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;-... hmmm.... pamietasz, emilka byla w brzuszku, pojechalam do szpitala i pan doktor ja wyjal... (troszke zosie zbywam, majac nadzieje, ze jej to na razie wystarczy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- &amp;nbsp;no tak mamo, pamietam. i ja tez bylam w brzuszku. ale ja pytam skad sie pierwsi ludzie wzieli na swiecie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i przyznaje ze niekiedy zosia mnie powala, i brakuje mi slow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, a czy kiedys to wszyscy ludzie poumieraja? nie bedzie nikogo? kiedy nikogo juz nie bedzie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, a chmury skad sie wziely? kto je takie robi tam na niebie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, a skad sie wziela bozia ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5yfN5a6YUwg/TlgC8EIRC0I/AAAAAAAAFFM/LGQUcX4shd0/s1600/zofia+4+lata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5yfN5a6YUwg/TlgC8EIRC0I/AAAAAAAAFFM/LGQUcX4shd0/s320/zofia+4+lata.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;pozdrowienia dla wszystkich podczytujacych od mojej ciekawskiej dziewczynki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-1635850201457783538?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/1635850201457783538/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/08/zagadkowy-swiat.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/1635850201457783538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/1635850201457783538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/08/zagadkowy-swiat.html' title='zagadkowy swiat'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5yfN5a6YUwg/TlgC8EIRC0I/AAAAAAAAFFM/LGQUcX4shd0/s72-c/zofia+4+lata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-1342506211333441934</id><published>2011-08-23T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:20:33.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>odlegle plany czterolatki</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, ja bylam wczoraj u taty w pracy wiesz? a wiesz, ze tato pracuje w palacu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- wiem :) /chodzi oczywiscie o stylowy budynek, ktory najwyrazniej zrobil na zosi niemale wrazenie :) /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, jak ja dorosne to tez bede w palacu pracowac, wiesz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak? a moze ty bedziesz w palacu mieszkac zosiu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no... ja bede mieszkac w palacu. z kamilem. i bede zona. ale chce mieszkac i z mama i tata. i kamilem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmglzinqZ9c/TlP9ea_xWBI/AAAAAAAAFFI/NBwE2dJYcOA/s1600/panna+mloda1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" 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type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/08/odlegle-plany-czterolatki.html' title='odlegle plany czterolatki'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmglzinqZ9c/TlP9ea_xWBI/AAAAAAAAFFI/NBwE2dJYcOA/s72-c/panna+mloda1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-1271417093198028012</id><published>2011-08-23T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T04:15:11.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dylematy matki spelnionej :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Gdy moje dziewczynki byly niemowlakami bardzo chcialam, by ssaly smoczek. tak tak, naprawde chcialam. mimo tych wszytskich opinii, ze smoczek jest zly. ze ciezko dziecko odzwyczaic... ja mimo wszytsko widzialam wsrod znajomych dobrodziejstwo smoczkowe - dziecko ze smoczkiem na spacerze budzi sie, smoczek z buzi wypada, placz... smoczek do buzki mama wklada i dzieciaczek o ile nie zasnie ponownie, to przynajmniej sobie spokojnie polezy. podobnie w nocy. czyli typowy uspokajacz dla malucha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;niestety moje obie panny nie podzielaly najwyrazniej mego zdania na ten temat, bo obie na widok smoczka reagowaly odruchem wymiotnym. mimo naszych prob, podchodow - &amp;nbsp;nie i juz! fakt, zosi kilka razy zima buzie "zamknelam" wlasnie smoczkiem z obawa przed zimnym powietrzem. i tyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wiec gdy inne mamy spokojnie spacerowaly ze swoimi smoczkowymi maluszkami, u nas kazde przebudzenie na spacerze znaczylo tyle co "wrzask pod niebiosa" i moja ewakuacja w domowe zacisze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i nagle emilka wsrod zabawek znalazla swoj smoczek (w zasadzie nowy) i wlozyla do buzi. smiech. i nasz i jej. i najwiekszy zosi - "emilentas ze smoczkieeeeemmmm!" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;a "emilentas" zrobil nam niespodzianke i ze smoczkiem zasnal... w nocy proba odebrania zakonczyla sie placzem, wiec smoczek powedrowal znow na swoje miejsce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tym oto sposobem, moje marzenie o smoczkowym dziecku zostalo spelnione. tyle, ze troche za pozno. emilka ma bowiem prawie 15 miesiecy, wiec w takim wieku to ja juz bym dziecko od smoczka odzwyczajala raczej... nadszedl czas dylematow, bowiem emi rano wyjela smoczek tylko zeby zjesc kasze... schowac? zabrac? wyrzucic? czy pozwolic sie pocieszac, uspokajac, usypiac z nowym przyjacielem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;minal tydzien. sprawce znamy. zeby. moje mlodsze dziecko jest niemalze calkowicie uzebione - &amp;nbsp;wlasnie wychodza kly, cztery na raz. i z obserwacji widze, ze smoczek jej wlasnie pozwala " odreagowac" ten bol zabkowania. bo raz jest, raz nie. ssie... porzuca wsrod zabawek, po dwoch dniach znow ssie... raz usypia ze smoczkiem, raz odrzuca. ale smoczek jest obecny w naszym zyciu, tylko, ze "odswietnie" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tak czy inaczej, dzieci ze smoczkiem sa takimi grzecznymi, slodkimi dzidziusiami, prawda? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvQTLrp98OU/TlOLru1dksI/AAAAAAAAFFE/xFM883aE1KA/s1600/smok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvQTLrp98OU/TlOLru1dksI/AAAAAAAAFFE/xFM883aE1KA/s320/smok.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-1271417093198028012?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvQTLrp98OU/TlOLru1dksI/AAAAAAAAFFE/xFM883aE1KA/s72-c/smok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-496109390270300373</id><published>2011-08-18T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:54:11.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jestem a jakby mnie nie bylo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wrocilam. to juz drugi tydzien z dziecmi w domu. niestety jeszcze nie doszlam do siebie, brzuch czasem boli, musze sie oszczedzac, wiec troche sie placze to do tesciow, to do kuzynki, zebym nie byla sama z ta dwojka maluchow. pewnie zosia by sie na mnie obrazila, ze tak pisze - bo ona juz prawie starszak :) jak przegladam zdjecia to jednak stwierdzam, ze moje dziewczynki bardzo podrosly :) wiec tradycyjnie - dla tych co lubie do mnie zagladac i ogladac moje dziewczyny - jedna z ostatnich fotek:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHkgyzNFYkA/Tk17l0k_jTI/AAAAAAAAFE8/uaz1MGfw6xE/s1600/siostrzyczki+czb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHkgyzNFYkA/Tk17l0k_jTI/AAAAAAAAFE8/uaz1MGfw6xE/s320/siostrzyczki+czb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;operacja ok, ale potem koszmar - infekcja, temp, meki okropne. byl strach, zlosc, placz, bezradnosc... ale wyzdrowialam. wrocilam do domu. dzis pojade do moich dziewczynek, bardzo za nimi tesknie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;nie chce opisywac szpitalnego koszmaru, chce o nim zapomniec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;chce skorzystac jeszcze z lata, ktore zaczelo mi nagle uciekac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;i nim zasypie znow zdjeciami zosiowo-emilkowymi, dla odmiany - kwiaty od meza :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zued-q1lI_Q/TiUowlxSZAI/AAAAAAAAFD4/faEfDbx8_t4/s1600/kwiaty+szpital.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zued-q1lI_Q/TiUowlxSZAI/AAAAAAAAFD4/faEfDbx8_t4/s320/kwiaty+szpital.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-56466264218394820?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/56466264218394820/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/07/po-szpitalnej-ciszy.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/56466264218394820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/56466264218394820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/07/po-szpitalnej-ciszy.html' title='po szpitalnej ciszy'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zued-q1lI_Q/TiUowlxSZAI/AAAAAAAAFD4/faEfDbx8_t4/s72-c/kwiaty+szpital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-4672393884252654558</id><published>2011-07-05T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T13:17:59.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a czas goni...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;i nie znalazlam czasu by napisac kilka slow... teraz tez nie napisze, jutro rano mam sie stawic w szpitalu, na czwartek zaplanowana operacja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;z jednej strony chce juz to miec za soba, wiec czuje ulge na mysl, ze to juz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;z drugiej - jest nieopisany smutek i zal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;trzymajcie kciuki...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-4672393884252654558?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/4672393884252654558/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/07/czas-goni.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4672393884252654558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4672393884252654558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/07/czas-goni.html' title='a czas goni...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-3164919844767250643</id><published>2011-06-25T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T14:08:29.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zoska zdominowala mi bloga :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;cos mi sie wydaje... bowiem znow bedzie zosiowo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;kladac sie spac wspominamy dzisiejszy dzien i atrakcje z festynu sportow ekstremalnych (czyli cos stworzonego chyba dla zoski wlasnie!) przy okazji mowi, ze trampolina tez fajna i ku memu zaskoczeniu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, "pampolina" to cztery wiesz? tak dzielimy, wiedzialas?&amp;nbsp;'pam-po-li-na' &amp;nbsp;!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- a jak podzielimy zosie? - pytam z usmiechem wychodzac z zalozenia, ze moje madre dziecko sobie z tym bez problemu poradzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tez na cztery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- na cztery? dlaczego na cztery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nooo... &amp;nbsp;zobacz mamo: glowka, raczki, brzusio i nozki! wyszlo cztery prawda? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;prawda zosiu... mama troszke niedomyslna, a moze i malo precycyjna w swoich pytaniach :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&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/7908601852194771435-3164919844767250643?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/3164919844767250643/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zoska-zdominowala-mi-bloga.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3164919844767250643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/3164919844767250643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zoska-zdominowala-mi-bloga.html' title='zoska zdominowala mi bloga :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-5545223352566773367</id><published>2011-06-23T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T14:10:33.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zosiowych madrosci ciag dalszy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;przeczytalam zosi ksiazeczke o zwierzatkach, po czytaniu chce utrwalic nazwy zwierzat i ptakow, bo bylo ich naprawde duzo. zosia wymienia po kolei - co zapamietala - konik, krowa, pies, kot, wrona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zosiu, a kto mowil "ku-ku-ry-kuuu"... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- hmmm.... nie pamietam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- pomysl, na pewno wiesz -zachecam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mysle...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- (podpowiadam) kooooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- koooo... kokurka mamo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- juz wiem!!! koziol!!!! :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKmTvEGGX4Y/TgOruZ0hPwI/AAAAAAAAFDE/T14Omqm5tyU/s1600/zosiula.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKmTvEGGX4Y/TgOruZ0hPwI/AAAAAAAAFDE/T14Omqm5tyU/s320/zosiula.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-5545223352566773367?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/5545223352566773367/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zosiowych-madrosci-ciag-dalszy.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/5545223352566773367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/5545223352566773367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zosiowych-madrosci-ciag-dalszy.html' title='zosiowych madrosci ciag dalszy...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKmTvEGGX4Y/TgOruZ0hPwI/AAAAAAAAFDE/T14Omqm5tyU/s72-c/zosiula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-199554690732933477</id><published>2011-06-20T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:59:08.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dzieciece postrzeganie piekna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;kiedys zosia wrocila z przedszkola ze slowami "mamo, nie lubie ani, bo ona jest brzydka!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zrobilo mi sie smutno. raz, ze zal bylo ani, dwa, ze wstyd, ze moje dziecko w ogole moglo cos takiego powiedziec /a kto wie, moze i tej dziewczynce nawet?/, trzy - ze musialam natychmiast interweniowac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wzielam wiec zosie na kolana i staralam sie jakos wytlumaczyc, ze kazdy jest ladny na swoj sposob, ze nie ma brzydkich dziewczynek, ze byloby nudno i nieciekawie, gdyby kazdy wygladal tak samo...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mialam jednoczesnie nadzieje, ze cos z tych moich "nauk" zosi w glowce pozostanie, i nigdy ani, czy tez innego dziecka nie urazi swoimi slowami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tym wieksze bylo moje zdziwienie, gdy dzis zosia wrocila z przedszkola i w progu mnie zapytala:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, czy ja jestem cala brzydka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- no powiedz, cala jestem brzydka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;znow zrobilo mi sie smutno. z tym, ze teraz role sie nieco odwrocily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie, zosiu, cala jestes ladna. a nawet piekna - odparlam po chwili w jesczez wiekszym smutku, bo ujrzalam jak w zosiowych wielkich oczach zbieraja sie lzy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- widzisz babko! wcale nie jestem brzydka! - rzucila zosia w stone mojej tesciowej, a ja zdebialam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tak tak. babcia powiedziala zosi, ze jest brzydka. mama uczy, ze nie ma brzydkich dzieci, ze tak nie wolno nikomu mowic, a babcia mowi wnuczce, ze jest brzydka... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;na dodatek probuje sie usprawiedliwiac: "ona powiedziala, ze ja jestem brzydka, ze dziadek tez, &amp;nbsp;to ja powiedzialam zosi, ze jest brzydka..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zastanawiam sie kto tu jest dzieckiem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i chyba zaczynam rozumiec myslenie zosi, dlaczego mowi, ze jedna babcia jest dobra, a druga nie. dlaczego pyta kiedy jedziemy do "dobrej babci", a na wiadomosc, ze mamy odwiedzic ta "zla" zaczyna wrzeszczec i wpada w zlosc... dlaczego na jedna babcie czeka w oknie, a gdy druga pojawia sie w drzwiach zos krzyczy: "idz sobie, nie zapraszalam ciebie!" :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;smutne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tym smutniejsze, ze "zla babcia" na pewno mysli, ze to ja zosie nastawiam przeciwko niej... &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;tak czy inaczej - brzydka moja zosia nie jest, szczegolnie jak sie zaczela stroic - korale, spineczki, bransoletki, klipsy, pierscionki... im wiecej tym lepiej, im bardziej blyszczy tym cenniejsze... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;a dzis zapytala: "kiedy mi mamo kupisz no ten... to cos, zeby... palce pomalowac? i pomadke. bo patrycja ma pomadke. ja tez chce miec." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wtedy to juz w ogole bedzie piekna. cala calusienka :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ek-nogEXO6Q/Tf-mdvNGwcI/AAAAAAAAFC4/UNIA33Tgnv4/s1600/zosia+strojnisia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ek-nogEXO6Q/Tf-mdvNGwcI/AAAAAAAAFC4/UNIA33Tgnv4/s320/zosia+strojnisia.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-199554690732933477?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/199554690732933477/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/dzieciece-postrzeganie-piekna.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/199554690732933477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/199554690732933477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/dzieciece-postrzeganie-piekna.html' title='dzieciece postrzeganie piekna'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ek-nogEXO6Q/Tf-mdvNGwcI/AAAAAAAAFC4/UNIA33Tgnv4/s72-c/zosia+strojnisia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-8155455499055648973</id><published>2011-06-20T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T01:20:58.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zakochana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo... wiesz, ja sie zakochalam w babci stasi... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- tak? to mile. a w babci marysi tez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- nie, babci marychy nie lubie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- zosiu, nie mozna tak mowic. na pewno lubisz, moze choc troszeczke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- noooo, moze tez sie zakochalam, ale tylko troche...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;czytamy wieczorem juz w lozku, klade sie na chwile obok zosi, bo jak co wieczor prosi, by choc chwilke pospac razem z nia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo, kocham cie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- ja tez cie kocham zosiu, bardzo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo... ale ja czasem jestem niegrzeczna... kochasz mnie i tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;- kocham... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;fakt, jest. potrafi doprowadzic mnie do szalu, pozbawic resztki cierpliwosci. potrafi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;ale jak wyznaje milosc jest najukochanszym dzieckiem na swiecie, moja mala, cudowna dziewczynka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zakochana.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (7)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/8155455499055648973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/8155455499055648973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zakochana.html' title='zakochana'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1XUD72SjJA/Tf8BPA4K7xI/AAAAAAAAFC0/vTp0weRMgIQ/s72-c/zakochana+zoska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-337069236365778193</id><published>2011-06-18T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T13:51:01.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cyrk :)</title><content type='html'>jak bylam mala uwielbialam cyrk... pamietam te emocje, ktore towarzyszyly mi zawsze - na widok jadacych (niekonczacych sie) wagonow, wielkiego namiotu, kolejkach do cyrkowych kas... cyrk byl zawsze wielkim wydarzeniem i taki na zawsze pozostaje w mych wspomnieniach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zosia od kilku dni chodzila podekscytowana i mowila tylko o jednym - o cyrku. dlaczego? z przedszkola przyniosla "bilet". ulotka informacyjna stala sie dla niej przepustka do tego fantastycznego swiata cyrku.&lt;br /&gt;nie moglam wiec jej odmowic przyjemnosci, tym bardziej, ze sama bylam ciekawa co sie zmienilo przez... te 20 lat (o matko, czy ja naprawde tak dawno bylam w cyrku?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zmienilo sie. bardzo. fakt, swiat sie zmienil. namiot wciaz taki wielki, nawet kolejka do kasy byla spora, ale sam pokaz juz nie zrobil na mnie wrazenia, prawie zadnego. no, moze jestem niesprawiedliwa - zawsze podziwialam akrobacje,wiec akrobacje byly ok. reszta jakas nijaka. zastanawiam sie czy to tylko TEN cyrk takie wywarl na mnie wrazenie? czy swiat tak sie zmienil, ze nawet mnie nie zachwyca juz cos co niegdys bylo prawdziwym rarytasem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poza tym serce mi jeszcze sciska na wspomnienie malego tygryska, z ktorym panowie robili kazdemu (!!!) dziecku zdjecie, proponujac potem oczywiscie fotografie na pamiatke, za 25zl... biedny kociak... ale coz, biznes musi sie krecic :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a zosia?&lt;br /&gt;skakala z radosci i spiewala stojac do kasy, wchodzila do namiotu &amp;nbsp;z usmiechem od ucha do ucha... zrobila wielkie oczy gdy zaczely sie pokazy akrobacji... a po 15 minutach zapytala mnie z dziecieca szczeroscia "mamo, a kiedy bedzie ten cyrk?" :) a na moje "to wlasnie jest cyrk zosiu" juz z mniejszym entuzjazmem odparla "aha".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ale nie bede pisac, ze cyrk jej nie zainteresowal, bo owszem...&lt;br /&gt;co chwila pojawiali sie nowi artysci na arenie i co chwila slyszalam zosiowe:&lt;br /&gt;-"mamo, a jak ta pani ma na imie?"&lt;br /&gt;- "mamo, a nazwisko jakie ma?"&lt;br /&gt;- "mamo, a ten pan jak sie nazywa?"&lt;br /&gt;- "mamo, a jakie ten pan ma nazwisko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muzyka cyrkowa tez jej chyba sie podobala, bo co chwila sobie "tanczyla" i z wielkim zachwytem bila brawo - chyba wlasnie klaskanie z publicznoscia bylo dla niej fajna zabawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiec chyba jestem niesprawiedliwa. cyrk nie jest taki zly. to ja sie po prostu postarzalam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-337069236365778193?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/337069236365778193/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/cyrk.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/337069236365778193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/337069236365778193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/cyrk.html' title='cyrk :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-2895464868879907814</id><published>2011-06-16T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:06:30.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kilka dni temu i wczoraj :)</title><content type='html'>probuje usypiac emilke, kiedy z tego spokoju i zamyslenia wyrywa mnie telefon:&lt;br /&gt;- jola co chcesz?&lt;br /&gt;- ???? co chce?&lt;br /&gt;- no tak, co ci kupic?&lt;br /&gt;- hmmm... (dzwoni tesciowa, wiec pierwsze o czym mysle, to ze moze do nas &amp;nbsp;idzie /dziwne, ze bez uprzedzenia/ i ze chce mi zrobic zakupy /jeszcze dziwniejsze.)&lt;br /&gt;- no co ci kupic? masz imieniny to co chcesz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) aha, mam imieniny! w zasadzie mialam juz, wczoraj. zupelnie zapomnialam, ze bede je miec. naprawde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak czy inaczej, dzien byl mily, inny pozytywnie.&lt;br /&gt;rano w biegu z emilka i zosia do przedszkola, ostatni dzien oplat za przedszkole, a ja sierota zapomnialam pieniedzy. przedszkole blisko, ale nie wzielam wozka, wiec z emilka na rekach tam-tu-tam i znow tu. po drodze zaliczylysmy obowiazkowo hustawke przed blokiem, dwa razy nawet.&lt;br /&gt;w miedzyczasie wetknelam w mala raczke rocznej emilki, rownie maly bukiecik ogrodowych gozdzikow, ktory to zaniosla znajomej pani z pobliskiego kiosku, bo pani tez jola :) miala byc niespodzianka, i mialo byc milo. bylo :) choc emi zaniesc zaniosla, w okienko wlozyla ten bukiecik, ale oddac juz niekoniecznie chciala. ostatecznie jednak kwiatki trafily do pani joli, troszke polamane, no ale takie wlasnie jak od malych dzieci powinny byc :) poza tym pani jola na pewno to doskonale rozumie, bo ma pol roku starsze... trojaczki :)&lt;br /&gt;sama nie wiem jak to sie stalo, ze choc wszytsko bylo o krok -bo i przedszkole, hustawka i kiosk - te wedrowki zajely nam prawie 2 godziny! wracam wiec zmeczona (bo przypomne, ze emilka ciagle na rekach &amp;nbsp;-mialo byc na chwile!) i uswiadamiam sobie ze ja przeciez sniadania dzis nie jadlam, jescze...&lt;br /&gt;wchodze, sadzam emi na podlodze i slysze pukanie... :) sasiadka magda :) a przed nia... talerzyk z placuszkami i chlodnik :) aaaaaaa!!!!! :) poczulam sie jakbym dostala sniadanie do lozka :) taki prezent jest duzo lepszy od kwiatow, zapewniam! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potem jeszcze dostalam kolejna niespodzianke /pan listonosz posredniczyl/ - tajemnicza plyte, ktora okazala sie plyta z rosyjskimi teledyskami... :) podpasowaly nie tylko mi, ale i moim dziewczynkom - emilce nawet do usypiania, zosi do tanczenia oczywiscie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rodzinnie wybralismy sie na pizze, a wracajac spotkalismy kolege zosi z przedszkola, z ktorym zosia sie tak wysmienicie bawila, ze... zsikala sie w majtki :)&lt;br /&gt;jak to pozniej sama stwierdzila "alez bylo mamo fajnie i wesolo, az z tej radosci i smiechu nasikalam!" :)&lt;br /&gt;emilka nie byla gorsza- wrocila co prawda nie zasikana, ale usmarowana czekolada (??? skad?), oblana sokiem, w czarnych spodniach i o takowych dloniach, bo nie wiedziec czemu postanowila raczkowac po chodniku, zamiast isc za raczke, badz jechac w wozku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak czy inaczej dzien uwazam za udany. mimo, ze moj czas na zastanowienie minal, a ja zapomnialam nawet dac znac tesciowej "co chce" ... niedobra ze mnie synowa, chyba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-2895464868879907814?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/2895464868879907814/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/kilka-dni-temu-i-wczoraj.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/2895464868879907814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/2895464868879907814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/kilka-dni-temu-i-wczoraj.html' title='kilka dni temu i wczoraj :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-7461957256249693374</id><published>2011-06-14T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:12:17.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zmartwien ciag dalszy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;jak ja bym chciala napisac post pelen radosci i szczescia bijacego wprost ze srodka serca... ale jak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zosia po kolejnej wizycie u laryngologa, badania sluchu nie wyszly dobrze. ma skierowanie na zabiegi /bo ma plyn w uszach i chyba przez to uszkodzona trabke czy cos - dokladnie nawet nie wiem, tak to jest jak tatus idzie z dzieckiem do lekarza :( /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mimo wszystko staram sie wierzyc, ze po tych zabiegach uslyszymy, ze jest poprawa, ze to tylko nastepstwo przebytych chorob, a nie cos powazniejszego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;poki co jak to w zyciu /a raczej w naszej polskiej rzeczywistosci/ staramy sie zalatwic wczesniejszy termin zabiegow, a nie ten proponowany - za miesiac :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;moja biedna, mala dziewczynka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7461957256249693374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7461957256249693374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/zmartwien-ciag-dalszy.html' title='zmartwien ciag dalszy'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j88ctAPP26s/TffAcNIDIuI/AAAAAAAAFCY/ZyKRH7uSp2Q/s72-c/zosia+skalki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-2480183771530136264</id><published>2011-06-12T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T14:13:28.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>przyjecie w kuchni</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;nasza zosia to niejadek. szczegolny niejadek miesa i wsyztskiego co z miesem sie kojarzy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;chcac ja jakos zachecic do zjedzenia normalnej kanapki /a nie bulki/chleba z maslem/ postanowilam urzadzic "przyjecie"... postawilam na stole wazon z kwiatami, ustawilam kolorowe talerzyki, kubeczki... na talerzach oczywiscie wedlina, ser, warzywa... i bawimy sie w to przyjecie, chce dac zosi ta przyjemnosc - robienie samodzielnie kanapki - jakiej chce, z czym chce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;w pewnym momencie zoska mowi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;- mamo,,, fajne to przyjecie. ale wiesz co, pobawimy sie tak, ze ty bedziesz PANI PRZYJECIOWA, a ja bede dziecko, dobra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;- dobra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;-no to pani przyjeciowa daj mi wody co?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #783f04;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #783f04;"&gt;p.s. kanapke z wedlina zjadla, uff... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-2480183771530136264?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/2480183771530136264/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/przyjecie-w-kuchni.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/2480183771530136264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;smutno mi, nijako... zamiast sie cieszyc, swietowac - chce mi sie plakac... sama nie wiem dlaczego? czy na wspomnienie tego koszmaru sprzed roku? czy przez mysli o tej mojej cholernej operacji?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;i ciagle mam poczucie, ze emilka jest ta gorsza coreczka, ta poszkodowana, ktorej nawet organizowac urodzin mi sie nie chce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;nie chce tu smucic, wiec koncze na dzis pisanie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;pokaze oczywiscie moja mala-duza dziewczyneczke i wroce jutro - mam nadzieje z lepszym nastrojem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LOtia5v62tg/TfKGSukrLRI/AAAAAAAAE_4/eVQVP-Qc5Xg/s1600/emi+ja1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LOtia5v62tg/TfKGSukrLRI/AAAAAAAAE_4/eVQVP-Qc5Xg/s320/emi+ja1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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rok'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LOtia5v62tg/TfKGSukrLRI/AAAAAAAAE_4/eVQVP-Qc5Xg/s72-c/emi+ja1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-9031656376738427640</id><published>2011-06-09T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T03:03:14.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wspomnienia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;w ostatni weekend bylismy z dziewczynkami u mojej mamy. zawsze to jakies oderwanie sie od codziennosci, zlapanie puszczanskiego oddechu (och jakie tam inne powietrze!) i powrot do wspomnien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;wystarczylo 10 minut, by znalezc w piwnicy skarby mego dziecinstwa - ulubione ksiazeczki :) ksiazeczki, ktore teraz z przyjemnoscia poczytam mojej zosce - bo emilka poki co woli jednak gniesc, rwac - a zosia jak tylko widzi jakas ksiazke w moich dloniach juz siedzi obok :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;oczywiscie przyciagnelam tego cala torbe, a tu tylko mala kropelka w morzu...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;moj hit to ksiazeczka o szaraczku, pamietam, ze ja uwielbialam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;zdziwilo mnie tez, ze tyle mam ksiazeczek rosyjskich i angielskich... o ile rosyjskie pewnie rodzice mi czytali (a potem i sama przeciez), o tyle nie mam pojecia skad sie wziely te angielskie? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;no i jeszcze maly urywek rymow dzieciecych:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;'Kolysanka lalek'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;U naszego synka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;nieba okruszynka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;u naszej córeczki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;z gwiazdek pacioreczki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;turkusowe krążki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;nizane na wstążki,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;serce rubinowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;obojgu pod glowę.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQalFfuINSo/TfCXjdtzciI/AAAAAAAAE-s/D8RNIPsA20U/s72-c/ksiazeczka1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-1011624333769613576</id><published>2011-06-03T02:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T02:51:46.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boje sie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ciagle jestem w szoku... tydzien temu, oczywiscie nie spodziewajac sie w ogole, uslyszalam od lekarza "to guz, duzy 9cm, do interwencji chirurgicznej..." caly zeszly weekend zastanawialam sie co robic - bo lekarz zasugerowal, ze moge juz we wtorek klasc sie do szpitala, w czwartek operacja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;po wielu rozterkach, jednak odlozylismy ja na lipiec. glownie ze wzgledu na emilke - karmie jeszcze piersia, wiec trudne to i dla mnie i dla niej tak w dwa dni zabrac i cyca i mame. mam nadzieje, ze jakos uda sie mniej bolesnie skonczyc to karmienie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;do dzis jescze wydaje mi sie, ze to wsyztsko to jakis zly sen, ze jakis zart, ze nie dotyczy mnie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;niestety, jak najbardziej dotyczy mnie i moich bliskich,,, probujemy wiec wszystsko w miare sensownie zorganizowac, glownie opieke dla dziewczynek na czas pobytu w szpitalu - dla mnie to AZ 10 dni - a takze pomoc pozniej, bo jak zostalam poinformowana wracac do siebie bede kilka tygodni i nie ma szans, bym normalnie zajmowala sie domem i dziecmi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nie ukrywam, ze sie boje. nawet bardzo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;to takie trudne nosic w sobie ten strach, odganiac lzy, a jednoczesnie usmiechac sie do dzieci, udawac, ze wszytsko jest ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-1011624333769613576?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/1011624333769613576/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/boje-sie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/1011624333769613576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/1011624333769613576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/06/boje-sie.html' title='boje sie...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-313997451088382068</id><published>2011-05-29T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:37:50.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fajnie miec 4 latka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;no, juz prawie cztery :) zosia od jakiegos czasu wciaz powtarza, ze jest juz starszakiem, a nie maluchem /karaluchem/, ze niedlugo urodziny, codziennie pakuje roznosci w torebki prezentowe, kaze sobie spiewac sto lat i dawac (przygotowane przez nia) prezenty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;jednak jeszcze troszke poczeka na ten dzien i nie wiem jak to zniesie, ze emilka urodziny swietuje przed nia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a moja mala, wieksza dziewczynka juz taka duza i madra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;dzis rano bawila sie z tatusiem w szkole. bylo idealnie - do "szkoly" przyszla z plecakiem, usiadla "w lawce"... jest oczywiscie tablica, po ktorej pisze tata nauczyciel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;zosia czyta literki /zna wszystkie/:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- T...A...T...A...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- dobrze zosiu, to co tu jest napisane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- babcia stasia! - odpowiada rezolutnie zoska...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;chyba do nastepnej klasy nie zdala ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7908601852194771435-313997451088382068?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-5309602834008096790</id><published>2011-05-23T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T03:06:55.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gdzie tak goni czas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;niekiedy to juz tchu nie mozna zlapac, dzien mija za dniem, tydzien za tygodniem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;kazdego dnia mysle sobie "jutro zrobie to czy tamto..." i nim sie obejrze, wlasnie jutro mija...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;po raz kolejny - zawiodlam :( obiecalam znajomej kartki na dzien matki i dzien matki nagle JUZ a kartek nie ma :( co gorsza - uswiadamiam sobie, ze nawet mojej mamie takowej karteczki pewnie nie zrobie... bo niby kiedy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ech. szalone to zycie, kiedys chyba tak nie bylo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;poki co pokazuje moja mala panne, ktora o dziwo tak urosla :) rany, kiedy ona tak urosla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODcA0ts8rYU/TdowDJhpczI/AAAAAAAAE-A/MKyReATQrKQ/s1600/emilcia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODcA0ts8rYU/TdowDJhpczI/AAAAAAAAE-A/MKyReATQrKQ/s400/emilcia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609849116498162482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dBE968ss4Y/Tdov-4SeRLI/AAAAAAAAE94/xK431Jn_IMM/s1600/emilka%2B9_5mies.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dBE968ss4Y/Tdov-4SeRLI/AAAAAAAAE94/xK431Jn_IMM/s400/emilka%2B9_5mies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609849043151635634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-5309602834008096790?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/5309602834008096790/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-8768538007153232447</id><published>2011-05-12T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:47:52.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jestem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;choc czasem dziwie sie, ze jeszcze zyje...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;bylo ciezko i... jest ciezko :( ale w telegraficznym skrocie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;po 8 miesiacach meczarni (bo druga ciaza - w porownaniu z Zosiowa - meczarnia wlasnie byla) pojawila sie na swiecie Emilka. tak tak, po osmiu... urodzila sie niespodziewanie, wczesniej niz wszyscy oczekiwali, w innym miescie... bylo zagrozenie dla mnie i malej, wiec nikt nie chcial czekac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i oto jest, tutaj nasza tygodniowa dziewczynka (ur.10 czerwca 2010r), wyczekiwana siostrzyczka, zupelnie niepodobna do starszej, nawet sklonna jestem rzec - taka jak 'nienasza' (duza i kudlata) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/TBzKlbWtSCI/AAAAAAAADNs/SY9nelzyoOA/s640/emi6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 426px;" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/TBzKlbWtSCI/AAAAAAAADNs/SY9nelzyoOA/s640/emi6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i choc trudno mi uwierzyc, za miesiac nasza panienka skonczy juz roczek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;czas leci nieublagalnie, czasem mysle, ze to dobrze, czasem mam ochote plakac, jak nad rozlanym mlekiem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nie bede pisac o koszmarze porodu i kolejnych tygodniach i miesiacach kiedy to nie dzialo sie dobrze, ba nawet srednio. bo bylo zle. a niekiedy i gorzej niz zle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;najwazniejsze ze Emilka rosnie zdrowo i mimo poczatkowego stresu i strachu wszytsko z nia jest ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-8768538007153232447?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/8768538007153232447/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/05/jestem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/8768538007153232447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/8768538007153232447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2011/05/jestem.html' title='jestem...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/TBzKlbWtSCI/AAAAAAAADNs/SY9nelzyoOA/s72-c/emi6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-4980042143445577681</id><published>2010-02-06T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T06:49:45.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;wierzyc mi sie nie chce,,, dwa miesiace ciszy u mnie :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;niestety, fajnie nie jest... jakies te male w brzuchu uparte i jeszcze chyba nie wie, ze mame ma dobra, ba, najlepsza - a tak jej chce ciagle sprawiac problemy :( znow czuje sie gorzej... niby pomalu wrocilam do normalnosci, a od jakiegos czasu znow tylko lezenie i lezenie, bo inaczej mecze sie okropnie, najmniejszym "wysilkiem" :( a jak tu mowic o odpoczynku z 2,5 latka zwariowana w domu?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;a poniewaz plany byly rozne, robotkowe rzecz jasna, bo i swiateczne i poswiateczne, a nic z nich nie wyszlo, nie mam nic do pokazania na blogu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;no, dobra, pokaze moja mala psotnice, ktora tak jak mama czeka na wiosne, lato i rodzenstwo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/S22BElz80RI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xTsIZiYZOfg/s1600-h/czesc+zosiu+Bcz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/S22BElz80RI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xTsIZiYZOfg/s400/czesc+zosiu+Bcz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435142241175523602" 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/7908601852194771435-4980042143445577681?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/4980042143445577681/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4980042143445577681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4980042143445577681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/S22BElz80RI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xTsIZiYZOfg/s72-c/czesc+zosiu+Bcz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-1371673334282664136</id><published>2009-12-08T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:33:41.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slodkie losowanie :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;witam po przerwie i dziekuje za wyrozumialosc i cierpliwosc w oczekiwaniu na losowanie anielskiej torebeczki :) raz jeszcze przepraszam, ze tak dlugo nie bylam w stanie przeprowadzic losowania... ale raz, ze lezenie, dwa - brak drukarki, a zainteresowanie candy bylo tak wielkie , ze dopiero dzis to sobie uswiadomilam - recznie wypisujac ponad 130 karteczek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;a oto przebieg losowania, z pelna dokumentacja fotograficzna :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;mama zlozyla podpisane karteczki i wlozyla do wazonu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;zosia grzecznie sprobowala tam zamieszac... (w towarzystwie dwoch kotow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6mMvSnEFI/AAAAAAAACfA/FD3cCCYPjDM/s1600-h/candy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6mMvSnEFI/AAAAAAAACfA/FD3cCCYPjDM/s400/candy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412946539929079890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;najwyrazniej stwierdzila, ze losowanie mozna przeprowadzic ciekawiej...&lt;br /&gt;i w ulamku sekundy wszystkie karteczki znalazly sie na dywanie... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6mieg0DQI/AAAAAAAACfI/3Ke23js22Wc/s1600-h/candy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6mieg0DQI/AAAAAAAACfI/3Ke23js22Wc/s400/candy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412946913382370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;po czym postanowila jeszcze troszke je rozsypac wokol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6m7eKZ1xI/AAAAAAAACfQ/haN9HRZndos/s1600-h/candy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6m7eKZ1xI/AAAAAAAACfQ/haN9HRZndos/s400/candy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412947342785107730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;i... chwycila... kilka karteczek  pieknie przekazujac je na rece mamy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6nN00_3ZI/AAAAAAAACfY/fEllZ1vhQyQ/s1600-h/candy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6nN00_3ZI/AAAAAAAACfY/fEllZ1vhQyQ/s400/candy4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412947658106985874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;w efekcie powyzszych zdazen zostalo przeprowadzone dodatkowe losowanie i glowna zwyciezczynia zostala....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;..... :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karola&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;a tu blog karoli: http://karola-handmade.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ale ze wzgledu, iz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;-tak przesunelo sie to losowanie, a bylyscie cierpliwe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;-moja zosia uchwycila kilka karteczek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;-byly mikolajki, a swieta tuz tuz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;-i w ogole, ze lubie sprawiac niespodzianki... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;poprosze rowniez inne 'artystyczne dusze' o adresy a podesle jakies male niespodzianki :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;czekam wiec na odzew na mejla:   jolart@gmail.com :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kasiekw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;krzysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;END - M.D.N.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ipsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;i jescze dwa drobiazgi za &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pierwszy i ostatni komentarz :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ludkasz&lt;/span&gt; - przesylka juz poszla ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kasia&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Pozdrawiam serdecznie gratuluje szczesciarom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;jolasek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-1371673334282664136?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/1371673334282664136/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/12/slodkie-losowanie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/1371673334282664136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/1371673334282664136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/12/slodkie-losowanie.html' title='slodkie losowanie :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Sx6mMvSnEFI/AAAAAAAACfA/FD3cCCYPjDM/s72-c/candy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-7778908335080838561</id><published>2009-11-29T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T09:05:51.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dwa slowka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;chcialabym podziekowac wszystkim za udzial w mojej zabawie, nie spodziewalam sie az takiego zainteresowania candy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;z utesknieniem czekam na czas, gdy wroce do normalnego zycia :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;bede mogla pozagladac na wasze blogi, nacieszyc oczy waszymi pracami... ech... czekam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;poki co, mielismy tez gosci na weekend /mama, siostra, siostrzeniec.../ a ja jak wiecie lezaca /i placzaca :( / przyszla mama... wiec jestem bez sil, nawet na losowanie :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ale obiecuje... w tygodniu zrobie losy i zoska wyloni szczesliwca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;prosze wiec o zrozumienie i cierpliwosc :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;usciski,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ze smutkiem wracam do lozka :( to prawdziwa kara :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-7778908335080838561?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/7778908335080838561/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/dwa-slowka.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7778908335080838561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7778908335080838561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/dwa-slowka.html' title='dwa slowka...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-6760769251929032934</id><published>2009-11-13T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:29:42.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ze smutkiem....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;musze napisac, ze mam zalecenie lekarza - lezec lezec i tylko lezec... oszczedzac sie na ile mozna... nie wiem jak dlugo, ale poki co MUSZE :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;nawet nie zdazylam pokazac kolejnej karteczki, nie wiem czy uda mi sie jeszcze do swiat zrobic, wyslac :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;chcialam tylko dac znac zycia, ze nawet jak mnie nie bedzie na blogu przez najblizszy czas, to na pewno wroce... chocby z wynikami z candy ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;a potem mam nadzieje ze nadrobie wszelkie zaleglosci, i kartkowe i prezentowe i zasypie zdjeciami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;sciskam serdecznie, choc smutno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-6760769251929032934?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/6760769251929032934/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/ze-smutkiem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/6760769251929032934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/6760769251929032934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/ze-smutkiem.html' title='ze smutkiem....'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-4507534367615901884</id><published>2009-11-08T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:22:40.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>swieta swieta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;u mnie skromnie dzis, bo dopiero pierwsza swiateczna kartka powstala...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ale pokazuje.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ze mi smutno, nic wiecej nie napisze... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoBj2bfiI/AAAAAAAACYI/rjmD7NIyCtE/s1600-h/kartka+bn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 361px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoBj2bfiI/AAAAAAAACYI/rjmD7NIyCtE/s400/kartka+bn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830285322714658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoGI6XvfI/AAAAAAAACYQ/vvi67MOahIo/s1600-h/kartka+bn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoGI6XvfI/AAAAAAAACYQ/vvi67MOahIo/s400/kartka+bn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830363990834674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoKE4TaXI/AAAAAAAACYY/FIzaEXJzsO4/s1600-h/kartka+bn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoKE4TaXI/AAAAAAAACYY/FIzaEXJzsO4/s400/kartka+bn3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830431627897202" 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/7908601852194771435-4507534367615901884?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/4507534367615901884/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/swieta-swieta.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4507534367615901884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4507534367615901884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/swieta-swieta.html' title='swieta swieta...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvcoBj2bfiI/AAAAAAAACYI/rjmD7NIyCtE/s72-c/kartka+bn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-8375710203678127272</id><published>2009-11-03T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:31:57.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dzis sie pochwale :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;zobaczcie jaka super niespodzianke 'przywialo' do mnie od znajomych z anglii :) oj az mi sie sama buzia smiala... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i gazetki sliczne i stempelki nowe (a jestem chyba maniaczka stempli wszelakich ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i jeszcze te dodatki swiateczne, ech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;takie niby nic, a potrafi niezle umilic dzien - szczegolnie mrozny i wietrzny :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dziekuje, dziekuje :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvCg_Ww6c4I/AAAAAAAACXo/eG7g-touqrw/s1600-h/gazetki+dejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvCg_Ww6c4I/AAAAAAAACXo/eG7g-touqrw/s400/gazetki+dejo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399992963520164738" 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/7908601852194771435-8375710203678127272?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/8375710203678127272/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/dzis-sie-pochwale.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/8375710203678127272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/8375710203678127272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/dzis-sie-pochwale.html' title='a dzis sie pochwale :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SvCg_Ww6c4I/AAAAAAAACXo/eG7g-touqrw/s72-c/gazetki+dejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-668023361437541368</id><published>2009-11-02T02:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:19:24.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zapraszam na candy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;mialy byc sobotnie slodkosci ze wzgledu na szczegolny dla mnie dzien ;) ale nie udalo sie - wiec dzisiaj...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;blog "swiezy", wiec mam nadzieje ze poznam nowe ciekawe osoby :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;torba pelna "przydasiow" - czesc rzeczy nowych, pochodzi z likwidacji mojego sklepiku (www.jolart.pl - zapraszam na wyprzedaz po likwidacji), dolozylam cos z moich skarbow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;zapraszam do zabawy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su67z2Jl0EI/AAAAAAAACWI/f8SyQMObQLM/s1600-h/candy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su67z2Jl0EI/AAAAAAAACWI/f8SyQMObQLM/s400/candy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399459502647267394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w torbie schowaly sie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tasmy rayher /fioletowe/&lt;br /&gt;- 2 opakowania cwiekow rayher (raczki, stopki -niebieskie i rozowe)&lt;br /&gt;- 2 opakowania nitow rayher (duze kwiatki i serca)&lt;br /&gt;- srebrne gwiazdki rayher (z otworami, mozna nawlekac)&lt;br /&gt;- narozniki transparentne do zdjec, rayher - 250szt&lt;br /&gt;- nozyczki ozdobne rayher&lt;br /&gt;- 3 arkusze stickersow azurowych&lt;br /&gt;- dziurkacz 3d - golabek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i troszke moich skarbow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- papiery 15x15 (urodzinowe i kwiaty)&lt;br /&gt;- filcowe ozdoby swiateczne&lt;br /&gt;- 2szt tagow metalowych z sercem&lt;br /&gt;- mix ozdob (aniolki, sniezynki, kwiatki, kokardki, koraliki...)&lt;br /&gt;- 4szt kartonikow na kartki z okienkami&lt;br /&gt;- rozne tasmy i wstazki :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su676QbB3qI/AAAAAAAACWQ/BFb0DdlhhDE/s1600-h/candy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su676QbB3qI/AAAAAAAACWQ/BFb0DdlhhDE/s400/candy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399459612778946210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68D_IUcXI/AAAAAAAACWY/-hIEAi4AUsU/s1600-h/candy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68D_IUcXI/AAAAAAAACWY/-hIEAi4AUsU/s400/candy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399459779935760754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68I2WsB_I/AAAAAAAACWg/Cyhxg_V_22I/s1600-h/candy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68I2WsB_I/AAAAAAAACWg/Cyhxg_V_22I/s400/candy4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399459863479453682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68NP-3lNI/AAAAAAAACWo/fVWu5b0fr28/s1600-h/candy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68NP-3lNI/AAAAAAAACWo/fVWu5b0fr28/s400/candy5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399459939078345938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68RGHUxqI/AAAAAAAACWw/OFPaT_XIDVU/s1600-h/candy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su68RGHUxqI/AAAAAAAACWw/OFPaT_XIDVU/s400/candy6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399460005148935842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;zasady jak zawsze - prosze o pozostawienie  komentarza pod postem i zamieszczenie informacji o candy na swoim blogu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;w niedziele, 29 listopada moja zosia (mam nadzieje) wylosuje zwyciezce :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;z pozdrowieniami w ten mrozny, wietrzny dzien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;jolasek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908601852194771435-668023361437541368?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/668023361437541368/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/zapraszam-na-candy.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (136)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/668023361437541368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/668023361437541368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/11/zapraszam-na-candy.html' title='zapraszam na candy :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Su67z2Jl0EI/AAAAAAAACWI/f8SyQMObQLM/s72-c/candy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>136</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-7146345252152512419</id><published>2009-10-28T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:10:51.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pierwszy albumik :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ufff...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;paczka ze scrapinca dotarla juz 2 tyg temu, a ja dopiero sie zebralam by cos zrobic... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;efekt moze nie jest taki jakbym chciala, ale mam nadzieje ze niespodzianka ucieszy znajomych - tym bardziej ze mieszkaja w anglii, a mini album jak widac z okazji narodzin synka...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;od trzech dni zbieram sie za zrobienie jescze kartki z gratulacjami, ale oczywiscie moje dziecie zawziecie mi na to nie pozwala ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;poki co, male 'toto' wyglada tak:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(jakos zdjecia mi nie chcialy dobrze wyjsc :(&lt;/span&gt;  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Suiw5DnS85I/AAAAAAAACUQ/mz4gTJ0iiHM/s1600-h/franek1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Suiw5DnS85I/AAAAAAAACUQ/mz4gTJ0iiHM/s320/franek1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397758647672697746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixXUeZJmI/AAAAAAAACUo/HLTmexqvSNA/s1600-h/franek5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixXUeZJmI/AAAAAAAACUo/HLTmexqvSNA/s320/franek5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759167594833506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixDrYLweI/AAAAAAAACUY/UVpBBJWQaG4/s1600-h/franek3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixDrYLweI/AAAAAAAACUY/UVpBBJWQaG4/s320/franek3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397758830145421794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixRBaDf5I/AAAAAAAACUg/j1fEjQ2a284/s1600-h/franek4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixRBaDf5I/AAAAAAAACUg/j1fEjQ2a284/s320/franek4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759059397148562" 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/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixexE17WI/AAAAAAAACUw/1zFAV4xqO9Q/s1600-h/franek6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixexE17WI/AAAAAAAACUw/1zFAV4xqO9Q/s320/franek6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759295531380066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixlmELmaI/AAAAAAAACU4/djUKeOWvFwg/s1600-h/franek7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuixlmELmaI/AAAAAAAACU4/djUKeOWvFwg/s320/franek7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759412834900386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;no i najwyzszy czas zabrac sie za albumy swiateczne, nie mowiac juz o kartkach - jak tak ogladam na blogach to dziewczyny juz takich cudow narobily....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;az wpadam w kompleksy :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-7146345252152512419?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/7146345252152512419/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/pierwszy-albumik.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7146345252152512419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7146345252152512419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/pierwszy-albumik.html' title='pierwszy albumik :)'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/Suiw5DnS85I/AAAAAAAACUQ/mz4gTJ0iiHM/s72-c/franek1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-4041128927598389708</id><published>2009-10-27T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:25:32.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moja kochana tilda :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;tak sobie mysle... kilka lat temu zakochalam sie... w norwegii :) a wraz z nia pokochalam ... tilde :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;gdy wyjezdzalismy - ciagnelam walizke pelna tildowych roznosci, ktore do dzis zajmuja sporo miejsca w moim mieszkaniu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i tak oto dzis, calkiem przypadkiem... trafilam na super strone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;http://fanklubtildy.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ze tez nie wiedzialam, ze taka istnieje... jakie cuda i cudenka szyja dziewczyny...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ciesze sie ogromnie i mam nadzieje niebawem dolacze do fanklubu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tu znalazlam fajny kurs szycia misia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cafeart.pl/szyjemy/Kursy_szycia/Mis_a_la_Tilda-_kurs_szycia_w_Cafeart.pl.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cos jescze dalszego tildowego :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tildamania.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ech... tylko siedze i przegladam... pora cos zrobic ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7908601852194771435-4041128927598389708?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/4041128927598389708/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/moja-kochana-tilda.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (0)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4041128927598389708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mama, wiec na pewno odbiore... a paczka dla znajomych...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ale w sumie nie o paczke chodzi, a... o wielkie pudlo paczkowe :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;po raz kolejny uswiadamiam sobie, iz zwykle, najzwyklejsze rzeczy (typu miska+lyzka, kubek+ woda, czy tez wspomniane kartonowe pudlo...) sa duzo lepsze dla dzieci od drogich zabawek...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;caly wieczor zosia miala super zabawe z owym pudlem, a w domu, mimo deszczu za oknem i szarego smutku, bylo wesolo ze hej i hopsa... :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;bo przeciez do pudelka mozna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;sie chowac... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNpZPQHH-I/AAAAAAAACTM/t2DTg016kaE/s1600-h/pudlo+chowac+sie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNpZPQHH-I/AAAAAAAACTM/t2DTg016kaE/s320/pudlo+chowac+sie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396272660831739874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;mozna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;wpadac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNp4-ygLZI/AAAAAAAACTU/UCbCBQ0vv9Y/s1600-h/pudlo+wpadac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNp4-ygLZI/AAAAAAAACTU/UCbCBQ0vv9Y/s320/pudlo+wpadac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396273206168399250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;odpoczywac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNqMFhusrI/AAAAAAAACTc/AtNxMdHRc8E/s1600-h/pudlo+odpoczywac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNqMFhusrI/AAAAAAAACTc/AtNxMdHRc8E/s320/pudlo+odpoczywac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396273534394610354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wyskakiwac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNqtBCLjxI/AAAAAAAACTk/ReAhfj8zi_g/s1600-h/pudlo+wyskakiwac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNqtBCLjxI/AAAAAAAACTk/ReAhfj8zi_g/s320/pudlo+wyskakiwac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396274100124225298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a przede wszystkim - smiac sie do lez...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNrBTyah6I/AAAAAAAACTs/fyGMToDUtUc/s1600-h/pudlo+pekac+ze+smiechu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNrBTyah6I/AAAAAAAACTs/fyGMToDUtUc/s320/pudlo+pekac+ze+smiechu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396274448755754914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i takiego radosnego, szczerego smiechu wszystkim zycze, nawet gdy za oknem szaro i buro :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-7170364866256251046?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/7170364866256251046/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/paczka.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7170364866256251046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/7170364866256251046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/paczka.html' title='paczka...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuNpZPQHH-I/AAAAAAAACTM/t2DTg016kaE/s72-c/pudlo+chowac+sie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908601852194771435.post-4291551789562399789</id><published>2009-10-23T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:05:38.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>najtrudniejsze poczatki...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;nie moge uwierzyc... w koncu chwila spokoju, mozna nawet napisac kilka slow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;tak mysle - jaki bedzie ten moj blog? pewnie troche radosny, troche smutny... jak to zycie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;ale na pewno bedzie zosiowo-robotkowy... :) bo zosia, jak na dwulatke (szalona na dodatek) przystalo, zajmuje prawie caly moj czas... a kartki, scrapiki i takie tam rzeczy byly moim zyciem zanim ta rozrabiara sie zjawila... coz, najwyzsza pora polaczyc oba zamilowania :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;poki co - przedstawie moja panne :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;oto zosia, nazywana tez "zos" i...  'krolcio-bulcio, krolasek - bulasek" - od krolika :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuIL1Qctr5I/AAAAAAAACTE/saGONzBRHR4/s1600-h/zosia+blogowa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuIL1Qctr5I/AAAAAAAACTE/saGONzBRHR4/s320/zosia+blogowa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395888313119649682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&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/7908601852194771435-4291551789562399789?l=jolasek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/feeds/4291551789562399789/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/najtrudniejsze-poczatki.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4291551789562399789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908601852194771435/posts/default/4291551789562399789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jolasek.blogspot.com/2009/10/najtrudniejsze-poczatki.html' title='najtrudniejsze poczatki...'/><author><name>jolasek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17987660992391801718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/StOHdoDISwI/AAAAAAAACP4/O1Qaf9SbCfc/S220/ja.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pjfn2SLb6yE/SuIL1Qctr5I/AAAAAAAACTE/saGONzBRHR4/s72-c/zosia+blogowa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
