<?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-4284383411465744708</id><updated>2011-09-19T13:10:24.001-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El blog de la Juli</title><subtitle type='html'>Les cuento como vamos descubriendo el mundo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>305</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-6645999919981530816</id><published>2011-07-13T18:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T18:14:45.223-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dando directivas</title><content type='html'>Últimas palabras antes de irse al jardín:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: mamá enseñale a Faby que cuando venga algo feo en la tele que le tape los ojos a Octavio.&lt;br /&gt;Yo: bueno Juli.&lt;br /&gt;Juli: pero enseñale porque yo me voy al jardín; y no te olvides de darle la leche, cambiarle el pañal y hacerle dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dicho esto agarró su mochi saludos y besos a todos (empezando por Octavio) y se fue en el Petty movil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6645999919981530816?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6645999919981530816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6645999919981530816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6645999919981530816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6645999919981530816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/07/dando-directivas.html' title='Dando directivas'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7901249563095549935</id><published>2011-02-26T21:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:48:48.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing</title><content type='html'>Juliana jugando a la peluquería: dispone sus instrumentos en la mesa de la cocina (hay de todo, cuchillos de su juego de cocina, papelitos de yogur, botellas de agua, etc), trae el banquito de lavarse los dientes para pararse y acomoda una silla para el cliente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo faltaba la campaña de marketing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Mamá te sentás aca y quedás de maravilla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7901249563095549935?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7901249563095549935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7901249563095549935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7901249563095549935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7901249563095549935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/marketing.html' title='Marketing'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8528498287059225443</id><published>2011-02-18T09:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T09:49:12.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El "silencioso"</title><content type='html'>Juliana en el baño en pleno trámite de "puesta en marcha" mañanera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sole: Y Juli? ya hiciste pichí?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: si, pero fué &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;silencioso&lt;/span&gt;, por eso no escuchaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccy4Yjz-XcU/TV5qtxnS0AI/AAAAAAAACV8/PMHst3XcnBw/s1600/DSC_3507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccy4Yjz-XcU/TV5qtxnS0AI/AAAAAAAACV8/PMHst3XcnBw/s320/DSC_3507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575010723376058370" 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/4284383411465744708-8528498287059225443?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8528498287059225443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8528498287059225443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8528498287059225443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8528498287059225443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/el-silencioso.html' title='El &quot;silencioso&quot;'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccy4Yjz-XcU/TV5qtxnS0AI/AAAAAAAACV8/PMHst3XcnBw/s72-c/DSC_3507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5527269088851719888</id><published>2011-02-17T20:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:04:11.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Juliana y la geometría</title><content type='html'>El otro dia estábamos en la pileta jugando con el arito de la tapa de una botella de gaseosa (el "cosito" que queda en el cogote de la botella cuando sacás la tapa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente se le cae el arito a Juliana y lo pierde de vista:&lt;br /&gt;_ Papá dónde está mi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;óvalo&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Óvalo&lt;/span&gt;? no recuerdo la última vez que yo dije &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;óvalo&lt;/span&gt;, ni tengo idea de dónde Juliana sacó esa palabra. Por las dudas, gracias a los programas educativos de la tele!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5527269088851719888?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5527269088851719888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5527269088851719888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5527269088851719888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5527269088851719888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/juliana-y-la-geometria.html' title='Juliana y la geometría'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3433207597183296307</id><published>2011-02-04T03:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T03:08:50.183-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusión con los verbos</title><content type='html'>Hoy mientras se preparaban para irse al jardín, conversábamos con Juliana en el garage (yo con Octavio en brazos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: cuando Octavio sea grande va a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escribir &lt;/span&gt;las cacas de perro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: cómo? las cacas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: si, las cacas de perro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: que va a hacer Octavio con las cacas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escribir&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: pero cómo va a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escribir &lt;/span&gt;las cacas, eso es re chancho, Juli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: va a hacer asi...(y hace unos pasos, con una gambeta, como quien &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESQUIVA&lt;/span&gt; una caca de perro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ufff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3433207597183296307?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3433207597183296307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3433207597183296307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3433207597183296307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3433207597183296307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/confusion-con-los-verbos.html' title='Confusión con los verbos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-642976123505648591</id><published>2011-02-02T19:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:05:55.697-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Retratos</title><content type='html'>Mamá nos contrató de modelos y nos "fusiló" a fotos, porque dice que  tiene pocas fotos nuestras. Por supus que con Octavio colaboramos no  sea cosa de interrumpir el frenesí fotográfico de "Solita Cantoni".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZp4P_oI/AAAAAAAACVY/pI2zPqhsXWI/s1600/DSC_3454.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngYu8btxI/AAAAAAAACU4/d0uCZhIjIEs/s1600/DSC_3441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngYu8btxI/AAAAAAAACU4/d0uCZhIjIEs/s320/DSC_3441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569229129743316754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primero posamos como buenos niños que somos, aportando algunas sonrisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZJJZoiI/AAAAAAAACVA/wlmL04SlPXA/s1600/DSC_3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZJJZoiI/AAAAAAAACVA/wlmL04SlPXA/s320/DSC_3449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569229136777028130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ahí nos distraía un poco la tele, pero la fotógrafa continuaba implacable con su tarea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUnh9sqa87I/AAAAAAAACVo/0_KcF_iFA-Y/s1600/DSC_3464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUnh9sqa87I/AAAAAAAACVo/0_KcF_iFA-Y/s320/DSC_3464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569230864297685938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para hacernos reaccionar nos pidió "caras de locos" y esto es lo que obtuvo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZcAo_bI/AAAAAAAACVQ/gmnupO_CJkk/s1600/DSC_3452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZcAo_bI/AAAAAAAACVQ/gmnupO_CJkk/s320/DSC_3452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569229141840559538" 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/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZZYTNPI/AAAAAAAACVI/jvaDSoYu6x4/s1600/DSC_3451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZZYTNPI/AAAAAAAACVI/jvaDSoYu6x4/s320/DSC_3451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569229141134488818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuvimos que interrumpir la sesión porque Octavio está cortando los dientes y se le cae un poquito de baba, jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZp4P_oI/AAAAAAAACVY/pI2zPqhsXWI/s1600/DSC_3454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngZp4P_oI/AAAAAAAACVY/pI2zPqhsXWI/s320/DSC_3454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569229145563463298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero al final, las fotos quedaron lindas, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUnh9eWf0eI/AAAAAAAACVg/z7glzosSCDM/s1600/DSC_3460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUnh9eWf0eI/AAAAAAAACVg/z7glzosSCDM/s320/DSC_3460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569230860456022498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngYu8btxI/AAAAAAAACU4/d0uCZhIjIEs/s1600/DSC_3441.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-642976123505648591?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/642976123505648591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=642976123505648591&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/642976123505648591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/642976123505648591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/retratos.html' title='Retratos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUngYu8btxI/AAAAAAAACU4/d0uCZhIjIEs/s72-c/DSC_3441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4704818319614264324</id><published>2011-02-01T16:39:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:18:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A pasear se ha dicho!!</title><content type='html'>Para navidad Papá Noel me trajo un cuatriciclo, hice algunas prácticas en el quincho de la Abu Petty pero como necesitaba mas lugar nos fuimos a la costanera a pasear. Lo que la pobre gente de la costanera no sabia era que yo era una conductora inexperta, pero pronto lo supieron, jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjT__q-FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/eEUSZbxBaJA/s1600/DSCN1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjT__q-FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/eEUSZbxBaJA/s320/DSCN1079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568810134490773586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá y papá con el corazón en la boca y listos para salir huyendo en caso de colisión, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUMkJnfI/AAAAAAAACUY/biutpwUktRE/s1600/DSCN1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUMkJnfI/AAAAAAAACUY/biutpwUktRE/s320/DSCN1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568810137865002482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUX6gVBI/AAAAAAAACUg/lIR8PJnMwUg/s1600/DSCN1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUX6gVBI/AAAAAAAACUg/lIR8PJnMwUg/s320/DSCN1089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568810140911555602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de "biciclear" (pedalear) un rato fuí perdiendo la elegancia de a poquito y cada tando debía hacer una parada técnica para hidratarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUj3SKCI/AAAAAAAACUo/b6d3tXgfMRI/s1600/DSCN1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUj3SKCI/AAAAAAAACUo/b6d3tXgfMRI/s320/DSCN1113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568810144119269410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En una de esas paradas aproveché para sacarme una foto con Octavio que el pobre estaba un poco aburrido por no poder "biciclear" conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUx7UGII/AAAAAAAACUw/KtbcsopNYA8/s1600/DSCN1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjUx7UGII/AAAAAAAACUw/KtbcsopNYA8/s320/DSCN1117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568810147894270082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4704818319614264324?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4704818319614264324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4704818319614264324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4704818319614264324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4704818319614264324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/02/pasear-se-ha-dicho.html' title='A pasear se ha dicho!!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUhjT__q-FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/eEUSZbxBaJA/s72-c/DSCN1079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1830978259629488285</id><published>2011-01-25T11:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:28:46.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi cumple de 3</title><content type='html'>El sábado 08 de enero amaneció re lindo y después de soportar los cantos cumpleañeros de mamá, papá y Octavio, empecé a abrir regalos.&lt;br /&gt;El primero que abrí fue uno que vino de muy lejos ... de mis padrinos y primo Tete, Lucas y Mati, unas zapas con medias re fashion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lNjVX-wI/AAAAAAAACSo/nJ7QqsSPWgQ/s1600/DSCN1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lNjVX-wI/AAAAAAAACSo/nJ7QqsSPWgQ/s320/DSCN1177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566138210462464770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá, papá y Octavio me regalaron una pizarra luminosa re buena, es transparente y uno dibuja y puede cambiar de color la luz que tiene adentro, hasta con los dedos puedo dibujar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lOH9Ov1I/AAAAAAAACSw/2jPe08pnCqY/s1600/DSCN1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lOH9Ov1I/AAAAAAAACSw/2jPe08pnCqY/s320/DSCN1195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566138220293308242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la bikini puesta, bronceador y gorrito nos fuimos al quincho a esperar a los invitados que fueron apareciendo de a poco.&lt;br /&gt;La invitación era para festejar mi cumple con hamburguesas y pileta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les presento a todos los invitados a mi cumple.&lt;br /&gt;La agarramos a la pobre Delfi y con la Male y Pachi nos trepamos y nos tuvo que pasear por toda la pile, jaja. Lo bueno es que en el agua somos todos livianos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lOcLiXCI/AAAAAAAACS4/ks0w6_C72I4/s1600/DSCN1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lOcLiXCI/AAAAAAAACS4/ks0w6_C72I4/s320/DSCN1199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566138225722022946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octavio como no podía entrar en la pile mamá le armó una colchoneta con juguetes, asi que con un ventilador para el solito la pasó muy bien en mi cumple, hasta se pegó una siesta y todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4c1TD1aI/AAAAAAAACTQ/mHUxizHxwzk/s1600/DSCN1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4c1TD1aI/AAAAAAAACTQ/mHUxizHxwzk/s320/DSCN1202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567355632354579874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La abuela Julia también vino, Carlos no porque tenía que trabajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lOwsIIFI/AAAAAAAACTI/ywg9mEvqZeg/s1600/DSCN1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lOwsIIFI/AAAAAAAACTI/ywg9mEvqZeg/s320/DSCN1210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566138231227424850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaban también Miki, Faby y Delfi, y Ma. Agustina, Luciana y Martín los hijos de Vicki mis amigos de la casita. Mis primas Male y Pachi con la tía Gaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4dH97NaI/AAAAAAAACTY/KxyIBrCOmgQ/s1600/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4dH97NaI/AAAAAAAACTY/KxyIBrCOmgQ/s320/DSCN1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567355637366207906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eramos un montón, apenas si entrábamos en la pileta todos juntos con las colchonetas y el perro que me trajo Papá Noel.&lt;br /&gt;Por ahí anda la abu Petty que se esconde para las fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4d2jhyuI/AAAAAAAACTw/cYBiIWcan4I/s1600/DSCN1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4d2jhyuI/AAAAAAAACTw/cYBiIWcan4I/s320/DSCN1204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567355649871956706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la Male y la Pachi nos divertimos un montón, no quedó inflable sin que nos subiéramos juntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4dt-wsRI/AAAAAAAACTo/O27Sh6S2R3E/s1600/DSCN1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4dt-wsRI/AAAAAAAACTo/O27Sh6S2R3E/s320/DSCN1249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567355647570260242" 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/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4dV0FnWI/AAAAAAAACTg/KuYCW9Ehyi4/s1600/DSCN1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUM4dV0FnWI/AAAAAAAACTg/KuYCW9Ehyi4/s320/DSCN1241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567355641083043170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de comer unas hamburguesas super ricas que hizo papá, llegó la hora de la torta. Así que todos los niños apagamos las velitas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUNPyqv7J6I/AAAAAAAACUA/fxxRDamOpgA/s1600/DSCN1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUNPyqv7J6I/AAAAAAAACUA/fxxRDamOpgA/s320/DSCN1286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567381296247416738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá hizo unas tortitas individuales para los niños, decoradas con chocolate y dulce de leche que me re gusta, se nota??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUNPzHqzb3I/AAAAAAAACUI/b1CyJ8qGGzA/s1600/DSCN1295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUNPzHqzb3I/AAAAAAAACUI/b1CyJ8qGGzA/s320/DSCN1295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567381304010567538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya con la panza llena, con mis primitas nos pusimos a jugar a la peluquería.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUNPyXPeyDI/AAAAAAAACT4/YEYeRt2g1HI/s1600/DSCN1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TUNPyXPeyDI/AAAAAAAACT4/YEYeRt2g1HI/s320/DSCN1276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567381291011065906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pasé super bien, re divertí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1830978259629488285?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1830978259629488285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1830978259629488285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1830978259629488285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1830978259629488285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/01/mi-cumple-de-3.html' title='Mi cumple de 3'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TT7lNjVX-wI/AAAAAAAACSo/nJ7QqsSPWgQ/s72-c/DSCN1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2939404472060369949</id><published>2011-01-24T10:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:08:28.029-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo depende del cristal...</title><content type='html'>Tarde de domingo con lluvia, nos dedicamos (un rato, entre otras cosas) a jugar con la masa (sucesora inodora, que no mancha y no tiene aceite de la inmunda plastilina que usábamos nosotros de chicos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estábamos armando "nenitos":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Yo: pero Juli, fijate que este nene tiene una pata mas larga que la otra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Juliana: no papá, tiene una mas corta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Yo: ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2939404472060369949?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2939404472060369949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2939404472060369949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2939404472060369949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2939404472060369949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/01/todo-depende-del-cristal.html' title='Todo depende del cristal...'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8313949197385039889</id><published>2011-01-20T01:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:23:04.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolazos varios</title><content type='html'>En el almuerzo: Sole le sirve a Juliana puré de zapallo y a mí un trozo de zapallo con cáscara.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana (alarmada): Papá, vos te comés la cáscara???&lt;br /&gt;Yo: no Juli, saco la pulpa y dejo la cáscara.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: sabés quiénes se comen el zapallo con cáscara?&lt;br /&gt;Yo: no, ni idea.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana (seria): los osos polares. &lt;br /&gt;Yo (llorando de risa): los osos polares???&lt;br /&gt;Juliana (no pierde la compostura): no, polares, no. Los otros osos...sin frío, los que viven donde está lindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otro almuerzo unos dias después: estamos hablando del trabajo y yo le explico que usar las herramientas es trabajo, pero que también cuando Sole o yo estamos en las compus es trabajo y que cuidarlos a ella y su hermano, es otro trabajo.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: y sabés otro trabajo?&lt;br /&gt;Yo: cual, Juli?&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: la gente que cuida a sus gatos para que no hagan pichí arriba de un perro robot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez no aguanto la risa... y Juliana tampoco, reconociendo que era un bolazo. Igual me sigue maravillando con esas historias tan fantásticas como las canciones que inventa "al vuelo" para dormir a su hermanito o los cuentos que acompañan a sus dibujos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TTe4ETipCGI/AAAAAAAACSg/kbuexYCWSng/s1600/DSC_3300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TTe4ETipCGI/AAAAAAAACSg/kbuexYCWSng/s320/DSC_3300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564118248744093794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana en su escritorio: "Mamá no me guardes el teléfono, que lo voy a necesitar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TTe4EG-_djI/AAAAAAAACSY/ToJfqjg_HNU/s1600/DSC_3305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TTe4EG-_djI/AAAAAAAACSY/ToJfqjg_HNU/s320/DSC_3305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564118245373343282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Octavio haciendo gimnasia, sin mucho ímpetu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8313949197385039889?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8313949197385039889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8313949197385039889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8313949197385039889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8313949197385039889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2011/01/bolazos-varios.html' title='Bolazos varios'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TTe4ETipCGI/AAAAAAAACSg/kbuexYCWSng/s72-c/DSC_3300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3313362961892142051</id><published>2010-12-19T20:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:56:30.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuestiones logísticas</title><content type='html'>Como se nos cayó la navidad encima, Sole se hizo cargo de dirigir a Juliana para cumplir con los preparativos mas importantes: armaron el arbolito, armaron el pesebrito anexo (incluyó construcción de la casita) y lo fundamental: escribieron la carta a Papá Noel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como tenemos buenas fuentes y ya estamos sobreaviso, Sole direccionó (muy sutilmente, debo decirlo) el pedido hacia cosas que sabemos que aparecerán en la bolsa el 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fué mas o menos así:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sole: qué le vas a pedir a Papá Noel?&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: ...una muñeca!&lt;br /&gt;Sole: ah, que bien. Estaría muy lindo pedirle algo para pasear en la Costanera!&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: si!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sole: por ahí algo que tenga ruedas...&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: siiiii, un triciclo!&lt;br /&gt;Sole: que buena idea Juli! escribile que querés un triciclo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la hora de dormir (con Sole de nuevo):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: Mamá la bolsa de Papá Noel es grande?&lt;br /&gt;Sole: porqué Juli?&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: porque si me tiene que traer un triciclo, tiene que traer una bolsa grande!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3313362961892142051?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3313362961892142051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3313362961892142051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3313362961892142051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3313362961892142051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/12/cuestiones-logisticas.html' title='Cuestiones logísticas'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4976318333422742031</id><published>2010-12-15T11:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T11:53:08.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Les presento a Lulú</title><content type='html'>Es una amiga mía que aparece de vez en cuando por casa. Misteriosamente, cada vez que viene ella yo salgo, asi que nunca nos encontramos (Nota del Padre: mas o menos como Clark Kent y Superman). Como pueden ver compartimos el gusto por la música y hasta Octavio parece que la conoce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TQjV3vI1FKI/AAAAAAAACSA/1xcHP86aOY8/s1600/DSC_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TQjV3vI1FKI/AAAAAAAACSA/1xcHP86aOY8/s320/DSC_1701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550921694257157282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TQjV38fMBrI/AAAAAAAACSI/i1EM7FCmOJw/s1600/DSC_1708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TQjV38fMBrI/AAAAAAAACSI/i1EM7FCmOJw/s320/DSC_1708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550921697840596658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4976318333422742031?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4976318333422742031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4976318333422742031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4976318333422742031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4976318333422742031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/12/les-presento-lulu.html' title='Les presento a Lulú'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TQjV3vI1FKI/AAAAAAAACSA/1xcHP86aOY8/s72-c/DSC_1701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5781432187114602758</id><published>2010-12-08T01:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T01:30:56.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mío, tuyo, de quién era?</title><content type='html'>Juliana hoy estuvo a la mañana con su prima Malena. En el almuerzo le preguntamos a que habían jugado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: jugamos con el crófono de Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sole: no, jugaron con el &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MI&lt;/span&gt;crófono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: no Mamá, no es tu crófono, es el de Male!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como diría Condorito: PLOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De yapa, una foto del fin de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TP8J8bqx2AI/AAAAAAAACR4/hgdibeG9f8k/s1600/DSC_0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TP8J8bqx2AI/AAAAAAAACR4/hgdibeG9f8k/s320/DSC_0948.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548164199767726082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5781432187114602758?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5781432187114602758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5781432187114602758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5781432187114602758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5781432187114602758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/12/mio-tuyo-de-quien-era.html' title='Mío, tuyo, de quién era?'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TP8J8bqx2AI/AAAAAAAACR4/hgdibeG9f8k/s72-c/DSC_0948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4049106992959243835</id><published>2010-11-27T20:58:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:28:13.921-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abanderada</title><content type='html'>La mae Karen ya nos había avisado hace un tiempo y mis Papás se pusieron muy contentos: en el acto de fin de año yo iba ser la nueva abanderada del jardín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por supuesto que en esos días se los conté a todos: papá me contó que es algo muy importante y también muy lindo. Todos me felicitaron y yo estaba un poco agrandada (mas que de costumbre, dice mi papá).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes del acto fuimos una tarde a ensayar con todos los chicos al "escenario grande" (Nota del Padre: el auditorio del Montoya, para los que conocen) donde algunos teníamos que actuar, otros bailar y yo y otros amiguitos recibir la bandera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día del acto nos presentamos puntualmente con mis papás y Octavio y nos encontramos con un montón de papás, abuelos, tíos y demás de tooooodos los chicos del jardín, mis papás me explicaron que algunos de los chicos ya están grandes y no van a venir mas al jardín con nosotros: van a ir a una escuela más grande. Yo le dije a papá que quiero ir a la escuela grande y seguir yendo al jardincito, me dijeron que solo puedo ir a una escuela, asi que vamos a ver qué hacemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la mae Karen me llamó fuimos a la parte de atrás y entramos desfilando muy serios atrás de la bandera que llevaba la nena que era abanderada este año. La directora dijo que ahora "Juliana Graglia Cantoni" era la nueva abanderada y ahi nomás la mae me dio la banderita a mí. Me quedé bien firme y seria con la bandera en el hombro, pero después tuve que decirle algunas cosas a Iván, que es mi escolta. Todos cantaron el himno y nos retiramos en orden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después me tocó actuar en el esquema de gimnasia con el Profe Jorge y me enojé y no hice nada... pero esa es otra historia, una historia que no me gusta recordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi que les dejo las fotos con la bandera, besitos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGeTS4IeHI/AAAAAAAACQk/OenB2pzhl5k/s1600/DSC_0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGeTS4IeHI/AAAAAAAACQk/OenB2pzhl5k/s320/DSC_0533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544386670591768690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes del acto, les expliqué el programa a Mamá y Octavio, que no estaba muy interesado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGe07JrPyI/AAAAAAAACQs/NbnLj0iWa_w/s1600/DSC_0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGe07JrPyI/AAAAAAAACQs/NbnLj0iWa_w/s320/DSC_0546.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544387248338452258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá estaba esperando que la abanderada saliente me diera la banderita a mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGfanOFoPI/AAAAAAAACQ0/CEg_Yq0dwp8/s1600/DSC_0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGfanOFoPI/AAAAAAAACQ0/CEg_Yq0dwp8/s320/DSC_0549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544387895823278322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubo algunos momentos de desconcierto entre los abanderados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGgKApLZQI/AAAAAAAACQ8/8aaczsKxgEM/s1600/DSC_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGgKApLZQI/AAAAAAAACQ8/8aaczsKxgEM/s320/DSC_0568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544388710101640450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hasta que la mae Karen nos entregó la bandera a los nuevos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGgsnD_N9I/AAAAAAAACRE/M6TE6VkxK_E/s1600/DSC_0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGgsnD_N9I/AAAAAAAACRE/M6TE6VkxK_E/s320/DSC_0584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544389304530188242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá le estaba haciendo algunos comentarios a Iván, que estaba muy peinadito y serio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGhRaUrWTI/AAAAAAAACRM/CdZVnNkVglw/s1600/DSC_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGhRaUrWTI/AAAAAAAACRM/CdZVnNkVglw/s320/DSC_0588.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544389936765688114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGhrb4HgqI/AAAAAAAACRU/Aq279QLmhsM/s1600/DSC_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGhrb4HgqI/AAAAAAAACRU/Aq279QLmhsM/s320/DSC_0612.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544390383859368610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TPGh6aHUdyI/AAAAAAAACRc/P-k5TdN2cVc/s1600/DSC_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Estuvo buenísimo: ví un montón de "bichos" que solamente conocía por fotos o por la tele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseguí unos patos, los gansos nos miraban feo, había unas "vacas-bebé" (me interesó mucho la caca de las mismas, muy pintoresca). También vimos gallinas y el papá de Luz tenía unos pollitos chiquitos en una jaula, los pobres habrán quedado un poco estresados, pero me salí con la mía y logré meter un dedito y tocarlo a uno, por lo menos. Además: un conejo enorme y una tortuga grandota en un tambor de agua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo más interesante del tema vino después: un chico que trabaja en la chacra vino a caballo hasta donde estábamos nosotros y le dijo a Papá que se suba, le dió unas instrucciones (Nota del padre: según mis cálculos, hacían al menos 25 años que no me subía a un caballo. El último fue uno de los pacientes petisos de La Violeta, la estancia de la familia de mi mamá, en unas vacaciones de verano) y Papá dió unas vueltas solo, antes de venir a buscarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que puedan pensar que dudé antes de subirme al caballo, es porque no me conocen. No me terminaron de invitar y ya estaba arriba, prendida de "los pelitos" del caballo. Anduvimos y anduvimos un buen rato viendo teros, liebres y vacas. Lo primero que aprendí es que para que el caballo arranque hay que hacer un ruido con la boca, como tirarle besos. Me pareció muy divertido, asi que a cada ratito le hacía un poco de ruido al caballo, no sea cosa que se detenga,que nos estábamos divirtiendo tanto con Papá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá están las fotos de nuestro paseo, también está Octavio que no anduvo a caballo pero estaba muerto de risa igual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNo_Kq3pC4I/AAAAAAAACQM/R2tTXXbV-Vo/s1600/DSC_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNo_Kq3pC4I/AAAAAAAACQM/R2tTXXbV-Vo/s320/DSC_0338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537808144344353666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNo-4DEBs_I/AAAAAAAACQE/H5wtyv1ukDU/s1600/DSC_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNo_aIRZQRI/AAAAAAAACQU/FCKoFzZ9ZOA/s320/DSC_0353.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537808409935036690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-9197301869237255041?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/9197301869237255041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=9197301869237255041&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9197301869237255041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9197301869237255041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/caballo.html' title='A caballo!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNo_Kq3pC4I/AAAAAAAACQM/R2tTXXbV-Vo/s72-c/DSC_0338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7188038352995073802</id><published>2010-11-06T19:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:32:07.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se viene el verano</title><content type='html'>Asi que con Octavio ya estamos adaptando el guardarropas a la estación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqx7oU4I/AAAAAAAACP0/kAxM0CZJkaw/s1600/DSC_0423%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqx7oU4I/AAAAAAAACP0/kAxM0CZJkaw/s320/DSC_0423%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536567347368186754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqqukrDI/AAAAAAAACPs/jxwYpMqxwd0/s1600/DSC_0421%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqqukrDI/AAAAAAAACPs/jxwYpMqxwd0/s320/DSC_0421%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536567345434373170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqOaUmfI/AAAAAAAACPk/4ddW_9KxjHY/s1600/DSC_0417%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqOaUmfI/AAAAAAAACPk/4ddW_9KxjHY/s320/DSC_0417%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536567337833241074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWpx3DsXI/AAAAAAAACPc/mtU9x91c1kE/s1600/DSC_0416%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWpx3DsXI/AAAAAAAACPc/mtU9x91c1kE/s320/DSC_0416%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536567330169139570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfrente a casa hay un montón de gente y máquinas trabajando en el arroyo. El otro día sacaron el gomero y quedó el tronco enorme, tan grande que es mas alto que nuestro jeep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWrZ64NLI/AAAAAAAACP8/_S5IXNNeojI/s1600/DSC_0428%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWrZ64NLI/AAAAAAAACP8/_S5IXNNeojI/s320/DSC_0428%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536567358102451378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7188038352995073802?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7188038352995073802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7188038352995073802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7188038352995073802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7188038352995073802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/11/se-viene-el-verano.html' title='Se viene el verano'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TNXWqx7oU4I/AAAAAAAACP0/kAxM0CZJkaw/s72-c/DSC_0423%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7091779587382149077</id><published>2010-10-29T08:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T08:44:42.645-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre la lactancia</title><content type='html'>Conversábamos con Juliana (ella sentada en su inodorito y yo en su cama) y, no me acuerdo cómo, sale el tema de "cuando yo era bebé".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: cuando yo era bebé, como Octavio, tomaba leche de la teta de Mamá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: claro Juli, los bebés toman la teta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: pero no podía tomar de tus tetas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: ...porque no tienen leche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: ahhh, claro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: ...tienen café!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMqzgemvAHI/AAAAAAAACPU/sGDaqS5np0A/s1600/DSC_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMqzgemvAHI/AAAAAAAACPU/sGDaqS5np0A/s320/DSC_0124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533432462730788978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7091779587382149077?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7091779587382149077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7091779587382149077&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7091779587382149077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7091779587382149077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/sobre-la-lactancia.html' title='Sobre la lactancia'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMqzgemvAHI/AAAAAAAACPU/sGDaqS5np0A/s72-c/DSC_0124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8301785347171379255</id><published>2010-10-23T02:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T04:01:52.422-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta del día de la familia</title><content type='html'>El viernes pasado se festejo en el jardín la fiesta de la familia. Con mis compañeritos de la salita preparamos la canción de la cucaracha.&lt;br /&gt;Mamá me bodó las lentejuelas en el traje y Viki (de la casita) me bordó en las alpargatas, no saben lo lindas que quedaron!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de que empezara la fiesta las maes llamaron a todas las salitas y nos sentamos delante del escenario. Lo que mamá, papá, la abu Petty y los abuelos Julia y Carlos no sabían era de me iban a ver bailar también la canción del sapo pepe que era de otra salita, ya que cuando los llamaron al escenario dos amiguitos y yo nos enganchamos y subimos con ellos a bailar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ5V7w8B2I/AAAAAAAACPE/8-wL7P6qWWc/s1600/DSCN0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ5V7w8B2I/AAAAAAAACPE/8-wL7P6qWWc/s320/DSCN0864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531116710091556706" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El baile salió muy lindo y nos aplaudieron mucho, lo que si no pude resistir a la tentación de juntar lentejuelas del piso, cosa que ya es de familia, porque mi mamá también lo hacía cuando era chiquita, jaja&lt;br /&gt;Cuando pueda subo los videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ5Wp4qckI/AAAAAAAACPM/jwhb63WvnCA/s1600/DSCN0861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ5Wp4qckI/AAAAAAAACPM/jwhb63WvnCA/s320/DSCN0861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531116722471989826" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este es Ivan mi mejor amigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8301785347171379255?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8301785347171379255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8301785347171379255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8301785347171379255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8301785347171379255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/fiesta-del-dia-de-la-familia.html' title='Fiesta del día de la familia'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ5V7w8B2I/AAAAAAAACPE/8-wL7P6qWWc/s72-c/DSCN0864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8495419330871352752</id><published>2010-10-23T02:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:54:05.767-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando a las cocineritas</title><content type='html'>Una mañana que fuí a la casita me encontré con  la sorpresa de que Pachi también estaba, no había ido al jardín porque estaba enferma. Me recibió con un sombrero de cocinera y las dos corriendo nos fuimos a preparar licuados para repartir a todas las amigas de la abu Petty. La pasamos super bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ2gU5sd6I/AAAAAAAACO8/voP0TRDLDcw/s1600/DSCN0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ2gU5sd6I/AAAAAAAACO8/voP0TRDLDcw/s320/DSCN0850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531113590102980514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando quieran nuestros servicios, nos avisan, no saben lo rico que nos sale el licuado de pollo (es lo único que encontramos para meter dentro de la licuadora, jaja).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8495419330871352752?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8495419330871352752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8495419330871352752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8495419330871352752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8495419330871352752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/jugando-las-cocineritas.html' title='Jugando a las cocineritas'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ2gU5sd6I/AAAAAAAACO8/voP0TRDLDcw/s72-c/DSCN0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1482674282236171418</id><published>2010-10-23T02:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:40:36.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Todos los primos juntos</title><content type='html'>En agosto vino mi primo Mati con mis padrinos la tía Tete y el tío Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginense lo que fue juntarnos los 5 primos juntos!!! nos re divertiamos jugando y corriendo para todos lados, obvio que algunas veces teniamos alguna que otra diferencia entre nosotros, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0I1GJeeI/AAAAAAAACO0/-pzl0L0wF_Y/s1600/DSCN0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0I1GJeeI/AAAAAAAACO0/-pzl0L0wF_Y/s320/DSCN0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531110987405031906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0IuuJ66I/AAAAAAAACOs/sEe9yIg66X8/s1600/DSCN0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0IuuJ66I/AAAAAAAACOs/sEe9yIg66X8/s320/DSCN0777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531110985693784994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0ItiGrYI/AAAAAAAACOk/fUU_16AZLsY/s1600/DSCN0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0ItiGrYI/AAAAAAAACOk/fUU_16AZLsY/s320/DSCN0776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531110985374805378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0IMWbQII/AAAAAAAACOc/17uQOXpM1v0/s1600/DSCN0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0IMWbQII/AAAAAAAACOc/17uQOXpM1v0/s320/DSCN0775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531110976467452034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1482674282236171418?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1482674282236171418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1482674282236171418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1482674282236171418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1482674282236171418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/todos-los-primos-juntos.html' title='Todos los primos juntos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TMJ0I1GJeeI/AAAAAAAACO0/-pzl0L0wF_Y/s72-c/DSCN0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2382995019840632903</id><published>2010-10-15T12:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:36:05.065-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El regalo "secreto" para Mamá</title><content type='html'>Para el día de la madre, desde el Jardín mandaron la clásica notita "Solo para Papá" pidiendo $X para el regalo. Además ayer Juliana armó dos tarjetas para agregarle al presente y la Mae armó un paquete con todo el conjunto. Cuando veníamos del Jardín nos juramentamos para mantener el secreto hasta el domingo y le dije a Juliana que fuera pensando dónde podíamos esconder el regalo para que la mamá no lo encuentre "porque es super secreto".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana decidió esconder el regalo debajo de una mesita que tiene en su habitación: corrió la silla, metió el regalo y lo ocultó con la sillita de nuevo. Un escondite perfecto (el regalo se vé desde la puerta de la habitación, pero apelé a la buena voluntad y discreción de la madre), quedó el regalo oculto y Juliana chocha porque compartíamos un "secreto super secreto".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la cena, Juliana empezó a tirar indirectas, tipo "nosotros no estamos haciendo nada" y "no escondimos nada", supongo que para despistar al enemigo. Yo le hacía señas de que se calle y ella se mataba de risa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando vamos a dormirla, Juliana desde la cama veía el regalo y se notaba que no aguantaba las ganas de decir algo. Yo le hacía señas de que se calle pero evidentemente no maneja la incontinencia verbal, algo tenía que decir. Por suerte mantuvo el "secreto super secreto", lo único que le dijo a la mamá fue: "Mamá, abajo de la mesita NO HAY nada escondido!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2382995019840632903?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2382995019840632903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2382995019840632903&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2382995019840632903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2382995019840632903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/el-regalo-secreto-para-mama.html' title='El regalo &quot;secreto&quot; para Mamá'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-6219574089435062694</id><published>2010-10-10T20:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:56:13.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Posando con Octavio</title><content type='html'>A pedido de Mamá y Papá, me presté para esta sesión de fotos con Octavio... claro que tenerlo a upa es una de las cosas que mas me gustan, así que no fué tanto esfuerzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJShLj0jlI/AAAAAAAACOU/yJPy8IJ6Hnc/s1600/DSC_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJShLj0jlI/AAAAAAAACOU/yJPy8IJ6Hnc/s320/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526570422729215570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSgnOHdoI/AAAAAAAACOM/rpAtqPpZFdg/s1600/DSC_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSgnOHdoI/AAAAAAAACOM/rpAtqPpZFdg/s320/DSC_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526570412974503554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSgSbJEuI/AAAAAAAACOE/N2knf-O3alQ/s1600/DSC_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSgSbJEuI/AAAAAAAACOE/N2knf-O3alQ/s320/DSC_0055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526570407391990498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSf2gYyEI/AAAAAAAACN8/zx_n9qu06LY/s1600/DSC_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSf2gYyEI/AAAAAAAACN8/zx_n9qu06LY/s320/DSC_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526570399897798722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSfix4feI/AAAAAAAACN0/LGbj1R0VjsI/s1600/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJSfix4feI/AAAAAAAACN0/LGbj1R0VjsI/s320/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526570394602470882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6219574089435062694?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6219574089435062694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6219574089435062694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6219574089435062694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6219574089435062694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/posando-con-octavio.html' title='Posando con Octavio'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJShLj0jlI/AAAAAAAACOU/yJPy8IJ6Hnc/s72-c/DSC_0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8312008756095499024</id><published>2010-10-10T20:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:44:44.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitando a los abuelos</title><content type='html'>El sábado anduvimos por la casa de los abuelos Julia y Carlos. Nos portamos rebien los dos y aprovechamos para sacarnos unas fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOj5TXHMI/AAAAAAAACNs/UIg402yHnGI/s1600/DSC_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOj5TXHMI/AAAAAAAACNs/UIg402yHnGI/s320/DSC_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526566071321435330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOjoOqUkI/AAAAAAAACNk/OJnM-NE3kV0/s1600/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOjoOqUkI/AAAAAAAACNk/OJnM-NE3kV0/s320/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526566066738319938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOjV4nbLI/AAAAAAAACNc/WbciQC7VONg/s1600/DSC_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOjV4nbLI/AAAAAAAACNc/WbciQC7VONg/s320/DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526566061814017202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOjGOnIMI/AAAAAAAACNU/AI4jwVYhZg8/s1600/DSC_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOjGOnIMI/AAAAAAAACNU/AI4jwVYhZg8/s320/DSC_0081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526566057611305154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8312008756095499024?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8312008756095499024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8312008756095499024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8312008756095499024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8312008756095499024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/10/visitando-los-abuelos.html' title='Visitando a los abuelos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TLJOj5TXHMI/AAAAAAAACNs/UIg402yHnGI/s72-c/DSC_0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2142190120443889229</id><published>2010-09-24T21:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:18:42.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenas Ideas!</title><content type='html'>Hoy era la fiesta del día de la Primavera en el Jardincito. Cuando estábamos preparándonos para dormir la siesta le dije a Juliana que se duerma pronto asi depsués la llevaba al Jardín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un cuento (LA Bella Durmiente) después, Juliana tenía una propuesta que hacerme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: Papi, tengo una re buena idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: a ver, Juli que es?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: ahora, nos dormimos rápidamente los dos. Y cuando nos despertamos, rápidamente nos subimos al auto y nos vamos al Jardín, asi llegamos a la fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: buenísimo, Juli. Me gusta tu idea: dormite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: ahh, Papi, bla bla bla blalalalalalalalalaall..... (charla larguisima, en contra de su propio plan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De yapa: una foto con mi primo Matías en el parquecito de la Costanera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TJ0-ZFitqWI/AAAAAAAACNM/n0nMaQhN064/s1600/DSC_9684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TJ0-ZFitqWI/AAAAAAAACNM/n0nMaQhN064/s320/DSC_9684.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520637318931523938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2142190120443889229?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2142190120443889229/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2142190120443889229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2142190120443889229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2142190120443889229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/09/buenas-ideas.html' title='Buenas Ideas!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TJ0-ZFitqWI/AAAAAAAACNM/n0nMaQhN064/s72-c/DSC_9684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3220893800980723144</id><published>2010-08-22T15:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:53:15.075-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Llegó Octavio</title><content type='html'>Ayer llegó mi hermanito!&lt;br /&gt;Estuvimos con las abuelas, la tía Gaby y papá esperando un ratito (mientras hice algunos retratos de mamá en mi cuaderno nuevo) hasta que de repente apareció un doctor y lo llamó a papá: en sus manos tenía un paquetito chiquitito y había sido que era Octavio todo envuelto para que no tenga frío!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me puse muy contenta cuando lo ví por primera vez (me alzó la tía Gaby) y mi sonrisa maravilló a todos los presentes. En el ascensor Octavio abría los ojitos y me miraba a mí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegamos a la habitación me quedé al lado de papá, así lo ayudaba a cuidar a Octavio, yo le dije que está con su hermana grande, así que no se preocupe. Me pareció que tenía "cara de serio" y que estaba "chinchudo porque alguien lo revisó", esto lo puedo aseverar gracias a mi experiencia tratando con doctores, de los cuales acá ví a unos cuantos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al mediodía nos fuimos con la abuela Petty y volvimos a la tarde. Ahí sí lo pude tener upa a Octavio (que era lo que mas quería) y me puso muy contenta cantarle para que se duerma y no llore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muy contenta por mi hermanito nuevo, ya ayudé a cambiarle los pañales y le prometí a papá que voy  a ayudarlo a cuidar a Octavio. Para que lo conozcan, acá hay unas fotos que nos sacamos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwAxQjK7I/AAAAAAAACMY/67tIhOLPiLU/s1600/DSCN0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwAxQjK7I/AAAAAAAACMY/67tIhOLPiLU/s320/DSCN0557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508306977775889330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwBe9aOxI/AAAAAAAACMg/mVdrCDB2AYg/s1600/DSCN0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwBe9aOxI/AAAAAAAACMg/mVdrCDB2AYg/s320/DSCN0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508306990043642642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwCBPhO2I/AAAAAAAACMo/qcNq7lJbaeM/s1600/DSCN0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwCBPhO2I/AAAAAAAACMo/qcNq7lJbaeM/s320/DSCN0571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508306999246404450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFx2Ex9tOI/AAAAAAAACM4/xVdRKZAZY60/s1600/DSCN0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFx2Ex9tOI/AAAAAAAACM4/xVdRKZAZY60/s320/DSCN0573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508308993061008610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwC_W6IPI/AAAAAAAACMw/E1XlXRKuE9w/s1600/DSCN0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwC_W6IPI/AAAAAAAACMw/E1XlXRKuE9w/s320/DSCN0575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508307015920394482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3220893800980723144?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3220893800980723144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3220893800980723144&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3220893800980723144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3220893800980723144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/llego-octavio.html' title='Llegó Octavio'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/THFwAxQjK7I/AAAAAAAACMY/67tIhOLPiLU/s72-c/DSCN0557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1673427050582421919</id><published>2010-08-12T11:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:29:11.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparándonos para el bebé!</title><content type='html'>Falta poco para que llegue mi hermanito (a todos les aclaro que yo soy la hermana mas grande) y Mamá me pidió que la ayude a preparar la "camita del bebé".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Había sido que el bebé va a dormir en un canasto! Mis papás me contaron que yo también dormía en el mismo canasto cuando era bebé, asi que cuando papá me propuso que probemos a ver si todavía entraba, lo hice encantada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá están las fotos, para mí que todavía entro bien, uds que opinan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDfiBLg8I/AAAAAAAACMQ/H6T5VGGP1vQ/s1600/P1130626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDfiBLg8I/AAAAAAAACMQ/H6T5VGGP1vQ/s320/P1130626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504528484796171202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDffm6XEI/AAAAAAAACMI/yGqfT4JfmzA/s1600/P1130624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDffm6XEI/AAAAAAAACMI/yGqfT4JfmzA/s320/P1130624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504528484149124162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDfDrPI5I/AAAAAAAACMA/bJTAibGgoRc/s1600/P1130623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDfDrPI5I/AAAAAAAACMA/bJTAibGgoRc/s320/P1130623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504528476651070354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDerrJQ2I/AAAAAAAACL4/mVkyZyu3o9g/s1600/P1130622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDerrJQ2I/AAAAAAAACL4/mVkyZyu3o9g/s320/P1130622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504528470208234338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de payasear un rato, Mamá pudo terminar de arreglar el moisés. Recién al otro día me asaltó una duda: dónde van a poner la camita del bebé?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1673427050582421919?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1673427050582421919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1673427050582421919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1673427050582421919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1673427050582421919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/preparandonos-para-el-bebe.html' title='Preparándonos para el bebé!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TGQDfiBLg8I/AAAAAAAACMQ/H6T5VGGP1vQ/s72-c/P1130626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4973388526854112763</id><published>2010-08-09T19:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:49:39.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Niñas del mundo, uníos!!!</title><content type='html'>Con esto de que el día &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;del niño&lt;/span&gt; es omnipresente (tele, conversaciones, saludos, etc) a Juliana le surgió una duda importantísima:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Locutor en  la tele: "blablablalblalbla... dia &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;del niño&lt;/span&gt;" (musiquita, cierre de la publi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Juliana (tirada de panza en la cama grande): y las niñas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Sole y Yo: (!) que cosa Juli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Juliana: porqué no dice &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;dia de la niña&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Cerebro de papá: si, hijita, es un mundo machista. Hay tantas estructuras retrógradas que vos vas a romper...etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Sole: no Juli, dicen así, pero es el día de todos los niños: varones y nenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La brillante explicación de Sole no la debe haber dejado muy satisfecha porque a partir de esta conversación, no sé si a modo de protesta (o solamente de cabeza dura que es) todas-y-cada-una-de-las-veces que escuchamos o hablamos del famoso &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;dia del niño&lt;/span&gt;, Juliana le agrega "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;y las niñas&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos salió feminista la chiquitita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4973388526854112763?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4973388526854112763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4973388526854112763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4973388526854112763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4973388526854112763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/ninas-del-mundo-unios.html' title='Niñas del mundo, uníos!!!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-9053185080001835679</id><published>2010-08-05T12:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:25:12.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hace unos días Juliana me contó, cuando veníamos del Jardín, que uno de sus compañeritos (lo identificaremos solamente como L, para proteger su identidad) patea el tachito de basura de la sala y arma el desparramo de papelitos. Como nos había parecido gracioso, al día siguiente le pregunté si L. había repetido la actividad y sí, había ocurrido de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los 2 o 3 días siguientes lo mismo: Juli, L. pateó el tachito? Si, papá. Anoche cuando estábamos comiendo, me acordé y le pregunté de nuevo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: che Juli contame, L. pateó el tachito hoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: no, papá, hoy no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pausa... bocado de empanada...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;porque hoy no fué!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-9053185080001835679?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/9053185080001835679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=9053185080001835679&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9053185080001835679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9053185080001835679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/hace-unos-dias-juliana-me-conto-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1569021420769207572</id><published>2010-08-02T19:16:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:01:21.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aclaraciones necesarias</title><content type='html'>Dado que la mamá está embarazada, me toca a mí bañar a Juliana todas las veces (antes nos alternábamos con Sole una y una).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como anda un poco sensible (el hermanito que se acerca, la mamá no la puede tener upa, etc), hay que reconocer que hemos tenido nuestras diferencias antes y durante el baño, generalmente con algún escandalete incluído. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy a la mañana implementamos todo el sistema para bañarla (estufa, calefón, toalla tibia, etc) y la mamá se encargó de la preparación sicológica. Gracias a esta concientización logramos desarrollar todo el baño sin incidentes. Claro está que no iba a ser gratis; en medio del enjuague de champú llegó el pase de factura:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: viste papá que no hago escándalo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo (en el medio exacto entre la carcajada y el estupor): si Julianita, que lindo es bañarte así, sin escándalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: y vos también me bañaste lindo, papá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ilustrar las actividades invernales, un dibujito hecho el fin de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TFdOJ3dp1YI/AAAAAAAACLw/W3ie-ebTo90/s1600/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TFdOJ3dp1YI/AAAAAAAACLw/W3ie-ebTo90/s320/img004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500951401270465922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1569021420769207572?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1569021420769207572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1569021420769207572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1569021420769207572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1569021420769207572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/08/aclaraciones-necesarias.html' title='Aclaraciones necesarias'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TFdOJ3dp1YI/AAAAAAAACLw/W3ie-ebTo90/s72-c/img004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8655141176472578706</id><published>2010-07-28T10:14:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:26:15.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parece que la cena es el momento propicio para las frases célebres. Esta es de anoche:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: Mamá me duele este ojo (se mete un dedo en el ojo derecho)&lt;br /&gt;Sole: Porqué Juli? què te pasó?&lt;br /&gt;Juli: Me entró algo...&lt;br /&gt;Sole: (un poco alarmada) que te entró Juliana? en el jardín o acá en casa?&lt;br /&gt;Juli: Una hormiga!&lt;br /&gt;Sole:(mas aliviada, viendo que se viene un bolazo) Y cómo te entró una hormiga en el ojo?&lt;br /&gt;Juli:(se exalta cuando tiene que dar muchas explicaciones, hace ademanes para reforzar la idea) No, la hormiga no, solo una pata!&lt;br /&gt;Sole: Y que hacía la hormiga en tu ojo, Juli?&lt;br /&gt;Juli: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maniobras raras&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sole y Yo: (risas ahogadas mirando para otro lado... si Juliana se da cuenta se nos ofende mortalmente)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8655141176472578706?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8655141176472578706/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8655141176472578706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8655141176472578706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8655141176472578706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/nuevamente-en-la-cena-juli-mama-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1016377820363590565</id><published>2010-07-26T23:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:06:04.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas frases célebres</title><content type='html'>Esta es fresquita: hoy en la cena Juliana intentaba tocarnos la punta de la nariz para hacer "pip". En una de las estocadas su dedito índice fue a parar al globo ocular izquierdo de la madre. Esta es la conversación que siguió inmediatamente después:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: dale mamá, a ver tu nariz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sole: no Juliana dejá de hinchar que me metiste el dedo en el ojo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juli: ay, mamá... por qué estás sensible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sole: ?????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: jajajajajajaja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1016377820363590565?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1016377820363590565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1016377820363590565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1016377820363590565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1016377820363590565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/mas-frases-celebres.html' title='Mas frases célebres'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5229874748426096279</id><published>2010-07-23T20:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:21:16.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desayuno en la cama</title><content type='html'>Nada mejor que el domingo hacer un poco de fiaca y tomar todos juntos la leche en la cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TEojWOkhxaI/AAAAAAAACLo/fm0oLIBEhr4/s1600/P1130559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TEojWOkhxaI/AAAAAAAACLo/fm0oLIBEhr4/s320/P1130559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497245159934510498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Única condición: no derramar la leche y no hacer migas, pero bueno uno hace lo que puede y a veces cae algún que otro cereal en la cama, jaja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5229874748426096279?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5229874748426096279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5229874748426096279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5229874748426096279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5229874748426096279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/desayuno-en-la-cama.html' title='Desayuno en la cama'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TEojWOkhxaI/AAAAAAAACLo/fm0oLIBEhr4/s72-c/P1130559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5384588063315567427</id><published>2010-07-16T01:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:02:09.458-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Siguiendo los pasos de mamá y papá</title><content type='html'>Unos domingos atrás, con mamá salimos a comprar unas milas para el almuerzo, pero de camino escuchamos música y nos fuimos a ver que era.&lt;br /&gt;Había sido que en el barrio, la comisión vecinal había organizado unas actividades para festejar el asfalto y otras cosas más que no supimos muy bien cuales eran. Así que estaban unos chamameseros y el regimiento de infantería de monte con camiones, jeep y algunas actividades para que hagamos nosotros los niños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre ellas estaba el canopy (o algo así) primero con mamá nos pusimos a ver y ella me pregunto si quería hacerlo, ya que había una cola de niños esperando para subirse. Lo pensé y dije que no, pero antes de irnos a buscar las milas me decidí y lo hice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una soldada me puso el arnés, otra me subío a upa por la escalera llena de pastos y un soldado me enganchó y me empujó. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_amBRbgFI/AAAAAAAACLY/dTNNKZ7t53Q/s1600/IMG_4771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_amBRbgFI/AAAAAAAACLY/dTNNKZ7t53Q/s320/IMG_4771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494350417126719570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_al09HkeI/AAAAAAAACLQ/37SjgK9XE5M/s1600/IMG_4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_al09HkeI/AAAAAAAACLQ/37SjgK9XE5M/s320/IMG_4772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494350413820301794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al final de la soga me esperaban otros dos soldados que me agarrarón para bajarme.&lt;br /&gt;No tuve ni un poquito de miedo y eso que mamá no podía estar cerca mio porque había unas cintas que enmarcaban la zona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TEBYN9Z4iUI/AAAAAAAACLg/t0t5edaK_Zw/s1600/IMG_4773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TEBYN9Z4iUI/AAAAAAAACLg/t0t5edaK_Zw/s320/IMG_4773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494488542236674370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miren lo lindo que me queda el casco, jaja&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sea mas grande voy a hacer Bungee jumping igual que mamá y papá en Ecuador!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_alVW7l-I/AAAAAAAACLA/7jEcNDCyX1M/s1600/IMG_4774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_alVW7l-I/AAAAAAAACLA/7jEcNDCyX1M/s320/IMG_4774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494350405338634210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la tarde después de la siesta volvimos porque seguía la fiesta  me tomé dos vasos de chocolate caliente, me comí una factura y me subí otra ves a hacer canopy, estaba como loca!! papá no lo podía creer cuando se lo conté, jaja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5384588063315567427?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5384588063315567427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5384588063315567427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5384588063315567427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5384588063315567427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/siguiendo-los-pasos-de-mama-y-papa.html' title='Siguiendo los pasos de mamá y papá'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_amBRbgFI/AAAAAAAACLY/dTNNKZ7t53Q/s72-c/IMG_4771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2655682811070197950</id><published>2010-07-16T00:51:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T01:02:45.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haciendo una bandera</title><content type='html'>En el jardín nos dieron la tarea de hacer una banderita en familia, así que nos pusimos manos a la obra.&lt;br /&gt;Papá nos cortó el cartón donde pegariamos la bandera, mamá hizo la trama con cintas celestes y blancas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YKBvt8RI/AAAAAAAACKo/87WfPBG8Cao/s1600/P1130545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YKBvt8RI/AAAAAAAACKo/87WfPBG8Cao/s320/P1130545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494347737194164498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... y yo corte las cintitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YKnKub7I/AAAAAAAACKw/ydz1EfIizdw/s1600/P1130547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YKnKub7I/AAAAAAAACKw/ydz1EfIizdw/s320/P1130547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494347747239554994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El resultado fue espectacular, mi banderita fué una de las más lindas, las maes las expusieron en el frente del jardín para que todos las vean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YK3QrPTI/AAAAAAAACK4/2kqtSbfl2-w/s1600/P1130556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YK3QrPTI/AAAAAAAACK4/2kqtSbfl2-w/s320/P1130556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494347751559478578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Papá dice que me parezco a la princesa Leia de la guerra de las galaxias)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2655682811070197950?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2655682811070197950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2655682811070197950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2655682811070197950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2655682811070197950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/haciendo-una-bandera.html' title='Haciendo una bandera'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_YKBvt8RI/AAAAAAAACKo/87WfPBG8Cao/s72-c/P1130545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8666798100228411779</id><published>2010-07-16T00:23:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:04:26.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Una tarde de cuentos</title><content type='html'>Con mamá, la tía Gaby y mis primitas Male y Pachi fuimos al Centro del Conocimiento a una exposición de cuentos clásicos, donde nos encontramos con algunos personajes de los cuentos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La única que se animó a sacarse una foto con el lobo de los tres chanchitos fué la Pachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCdyTUnI/AAAAAAAACJo/AOM6g0qaJY4/s1600/P1130405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCdyTUnI/AAAAAAAACJo/AOM6g0qaJY4/s320/P1130405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343209235731058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá estamos posando con un príncipe, que no me acuerdo bien de qué cuento es, creo que de la Bella y la bestia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCrpbNFI/AAAAAAAACJw/Nk2EVIO2PE8/s1600/P1130410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCrpbNFI/AAAAAAAACJw/Nk2EVIO2PE8/s320/P1130410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343212956595282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No podía faltar la foto con las princesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCyzMmkI/AAAAAAAACJ4/0Tpp9KNvdeU/s1600/P1130411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCyzMmkI/AAAAAAAACJ4/0Tpp9KNvdeU/s320/P1130411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343214876629570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tía Gaby nos leyó unos cuentitos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UDR0JMlI/AAAAAAAACKA/sfidUHEFKiI/s1600/P1130433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UDR0JMlI/AAAAAAAACKA/sfidUHEFKiI/s320/P1130433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343223202099794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... y después elegimos algunos juguetes y no pusimos a jugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UDsR5LlI/AAAAAAAACKI/ne9rrpWZuwA/s1600/P1130445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UDsR5LlI/AAAAAAAACKI/ne9rrpWZuwA/s320/P1130445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343230306201170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_WIg7elLI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dNLMQlO_WMw/s1600/P1130496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_WIg7elLI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dNLMQlO_WMw/s320/P1130496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494345512181994674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mientras mamá y la tía tomaban mate, nosotras corrimos un poco, porque energía tenemos para rato, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_WIxeJoEI/AAAAAAAACKY/ykv79gPn_7A/s1600/P1130516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_WIxeJoEI/AAAAAAAACKY/ykv79gPn_7A/s320/P1130516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494345516622389314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8666798100228411779?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8666798100228411779/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8666798100228411779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8666798100228411779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8666798100228411779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/una-tarde-de-cuentos.html' title='Una tarde de cuentos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_UCdyTUnI/AAAAAAAACJo/AOM6g0qaJY4/s72-c/P1130405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7521464974787315159</id><published>2010-07-16T00:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:23:15.265-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Todos trabajando</title><content type='html'>Por la mañana si no voy a la casita a visitar a la Abu Petty y sus amigas, me quedo en casa a trabajar. Todos trabajamos incluso el perro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_Opn9dTOI/AAAAAAAACJg/VTv2k9WvkaQ/s1600/P1130383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_Opn9dTOI/AAAAAAAACJg/VTv2k9WvkaQ/s320/P1130383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494337284912008418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces suceden accidentes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_OpdRV9kI/AAAAAAAACJY/C48BOcQNcbU/s1600/P1130386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_OpdRV9kI/AAAAAAAACJY/C48BOcQNcbU/s320/P1130386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494337282042623554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_Oo0h-fbI/AAAAAAAACJQ/R01CqR1P5v0/s1600/P1130387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_Oo0h-fbI/AAAAAAAACJQ/R01CqR1P5v0/s320/P1130387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494337271106534834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aca estamos muy concentrados trabajando, papá, el perro y yo, mientras que mamá se divierte sacando fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_OnhzBrcI/AAAAAAAACJI/AR4JK1Axf80/s1600/P1130389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_OnhzBrcI/AAAAAAAACJI/AR4JK1Axf80/s320/P1130389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494337248897904066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7521464974787315159?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7521464974787315159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7521464974787315159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7521464974787315159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7521464974787315159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/07/todos-trabajando.html' title='Todos trabajando'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TD_Opn9dTOI/AAAAAAAACJg/VTv2k9WvkaQ/s72-c/P1130383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-6417217290353810770</id><published>2010-06-23T12:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:27:49.692-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevas "frases célebres"</title><content type='html'>Cada incorporación de Juliana a su lenguaje nos trae alguna situación sorpresiva, acá algunos ejemplitos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la cena&lt;br /&gt;Sole: Juli querés un huevo duro?&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: no mamá, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;no hace falta&lt;/span&gt; (no le gusta el huevo duro, a menos que lo cocine la abuela Petty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Buenas noches Juli&lt;br /&gt;Juli: Buenas noches papi&lt;br /&gt;Yo: te quiero mucho enana&lt;br /&gt;Juli: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;yo tambien enano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo macanas&lt;br /&gt;Juliana hace una macana, no me acuerdo qué era.&lt;br /&gt;Yo: pero caracho, guaynita de miércoles! (si, ahora digo "miércoles")&lt;br /&gt;Juli: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;no, vos sos guaynito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la nueva (la estrenó ayer): las disculpas anticipadas. Antes de que nos encontremos alguna sorpresa, viene y nos avisa, con pedido de disculpas incluído. Así que cuando escuchamos "Perdón..." es porque algo pasó.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6417217290353810770?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6417217290353810770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6417217290353810770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6417217290353810770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6417217290353810770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/06/nuevas-frases-celebres.html' title='Nuevas &quot;frases célebres&quot;'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1999939157143240923</id><published>2010-06-11T10:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:52:21.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay que entrar en calor!</title><content type='html'>Así que además de abrigarnos, improvisamos unos movimientos para calentar los músculos, jaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f2a49aa41c9fe54d" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-104862443347359230</id><published>2010-06-08T23:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:18:00.142-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2 de junio: Dia de la República</title><content type='html'>Italiana, no argentina... no se asusten que no es un feriado nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como mamá era la organizadora del acto, con papá no podíamos dejar de asistir! Por suerte había un sol muy lindo, así que pese al frío nos apersonamos en la Plaza San Martin y cumplimos con varias funciones, a saber:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Verificamos la banda de la municipalidad, a ver si tenían todos los instrumentos (algunos brillaban y otros no, tenían un tambor grande y uno chiquito, pero en general me gustó).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Revisamos a los chicos de las escuelas, había que ver porqué algunos eran verdes y otros rojos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Chequeamos las banderas: celestes y blancas con sol y verdes, blancas y rojas. Todas ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Aplaudimos los himnos y la gente que cantó y discurseó (Lamentamos que mamá no habló en el micrófono, como nos había prometido. Todo bien mamá, somos tu hinchada incondicional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Sacamos fotos con papá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Saludamos alguna gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Nos retiramos en orden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá hay algunas de las fotos que atestiguan nuestro ejemplar comportamiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8HkEW9CeI/AAAAAAAACJA/kXuas0De1Wg/s1600/DSC_8985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8HkEW9CeI/AAAAAAAACJA/kXuas0De1Wg/s320/DSC_8985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480607587759884770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8Hje1O_1I/AAAAAAAACI4/L2bcpruFKHQ/s1600/DSC_9021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8Hje1O_1I/AAAAAAAACI4/L2bcpruFKHQ/s320/DSC_9021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480607577686343506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8Hi-m8U_I/AAAAAAAACIw/t8tfYM2gWWE/s1600/DSC_8955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8Hi-m8U_I/AAAAAAAACIw/t8tfYM2gWWE/s320/DSC_8955.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480607569036465138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8HiOG-1KI/AAAAAAAACIo/6ATPDnWgdig/s1600/DSC_8933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8HiOG-1KI/AAAAAAAACIo/6ATPDnWgdig/s320/DSC_8933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480607556017509538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-104862443347359230?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/104862443347359230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=104862443347359230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/104862443347359230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/104862443347359230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-de-junio-dia-de-la-republica.html' title='2 de junio: Dia de la República'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TA8HkEW9CeI/AAAAAAAACJA/kXuas0De1Wg/s72-c/DSC_8985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8540926080599052183</id><published>2010-06-03T12:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:18:44.579-03:00</updated><title type='text'>25 de Mayo</title><content type='html'>Tantas banderas, banderitas y banderines todos celestes y blancos que tuve que preguntar porqué. A mamá y papá les costó un poco explicarme qué se festeja y porqué están estos colores por todos lados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el jardín nos disfrazamos y salimos a repartir unas palomitas (también celestes y blancas) por el barrio, la gente nos aplaudió y todos nos decían "gracias!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después, para completar, fuimos todos una mañana a ver un desfile! no tenía mucha idea de qué es eso, pero me encantó ver los chicos de las escuelas, los soldados, los camiones, los caballos, motos, perros y hasta lanchas! que pasaban por la calle. De despedida, me saqué una foto con un soldado... como él no sonreía para la foto yo también me quedé seria, por las dudas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfKsjzuXWI/AAAAAAAACIQ/MEX9W2PYqhc/s1600/DSC_8906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfKsjzuXWI/AAAAAAAACIQ/MEX9W2PYqhc/s320/DSC_8906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478570338594741602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfKtAKnwYI/AAAAAAAACIY/MCHsBtmBDcU/s1600/DSC_8912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfKtAKnwYI/AAAAAAAACIY/MCHsBtmBDcU/s320/DSC_8912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478570346206970242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo que mas me llamó la atención (se lo comenté a todos en los días siguientes) fueron estos "muchachos vestidos de pasto", increible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfj1Hc3ecI/AAAAAAAACIg/SjIxcF3QxCM/s1600/5lt75h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfj1Hc3ecI/AAAAAAAACIg/SjIxcF3QxCM/s320/5lt75h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478597973392193986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8540926080599052183?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8540926080599052183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8540926080599052183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8540926080599052183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8540926080599052183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/06/25-de-mayo.html' title='25 de Mayo'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TAfKsjzuXWI/AAAAAAAACIQ/MEX9W2PYqhc/s72-c/DSC_8906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1051765526574292882</id><published>2010-05-30T20:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:13:20.154-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta en el Jardín!</title><content type='html'>El 28 de mayo se festeja el día de los jardines, así que en el jardín estuvimos de fiesta: llevamos comida para compartir todos (sala de dos, sala de tres y los bebés) y había un pelotero en el patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No trabajamos, ni dibujamos, ni nada. Nos pasamos la tarde "saltando como locos" (N. del R.: palabras textuales de la protagonista) y comiendo. Para completar, había que ir disfrazados asi que mis primitas me prestaron un disfraz de "bicho verde" que usé muy contenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá nos sacó algunas fotos en la vereda del jardín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALw2yKa-DI/AAAAAAAACII/hajG72ID4ok/s1600/DSCN0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALw2yKa-DI/AAAAAAAACII/hajG72ID4ok/s320/DSCN0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477204920805029938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1051765526574292882?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1051765526574292882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1051765526574292882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1051765526574292882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1051765526574292882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/05/fiesta-en-el-jardin.html' title='Fiesta en el Jardín!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALw2yKa-DI/AAAAAAAACII/hajG72ID4ok/s72-c/DSCN0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8011978499036218987</id><published>2010-05-30T19:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:03:43.709-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seguidilla de cumples: ahora el de Papá</title><content type='html'>Dos semanas después del cumple del abuelo Carlos, viene el cumple de papá. Yo estaba muy motivada, sabía quién cumple antes y quién despues y venía ensayando para cantar el feliz cumple desde varios días antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día del cumple justo me levanté medio chinchuda, así que Papá tuvo que esperar un rato hasta que me despejé y estuve de humor para saludarlo con un "feliz cumple", abrazo y beso fuerte con ruido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al mediodía almorzamos con la abuela Julia, y soplé las velitas en nombre de Papá. Hubo globos y bonetes, cantamos dos veces y me comí los palitos que decoraban la torta (después de todo, yo los había puesto... pueden ver la foto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para el regalo, Papá tuvo que esperar hasta el fin de semana: lo sacamos con Mamá de compras y le regalamos unas zapas para correr, las de él ya estaban muy viejas y con algunos agujeros, jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtH547VtI/AAAAAAAACHg/4hjO1YboCxA/s1600/P1130343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtH547VtI/AAAAAAAACHg/4hjO1YboCxA/s320/P1130343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477200816890402514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá estoy decorando la torta con los palitos que después me comí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtIFQHQaI/AAAAAAAACHo/m-niiDqv2yA/s1600/P1130352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtIFQHQaI/AAAAAAAACHo/m-niiDqv2yA/s320/P1130352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477200819940442530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantando el "feliz cumple" con bonetes y todo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtIm8To1I/AAAAAAAACHw/0qnjWrCgJv0/s1600/P1130361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtIm8To1I/AAAAAAAACHw/0qnjWrCgJv0/s320/P1130361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477200828984173394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando que Mamá reparta la torta. Dale Mamá quiero palitos de chocolateee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtIxAVrKI/AAAAAAAACH4/hDvVO2bfzzQ/s1600/P1130363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtIxAVrKI/AAAAAAAACH4/hDvVO2bfzzQ/s320/P1130363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477200831685438626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Mamá y la torta... Papá no quería que se vean los números, jajaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtJIg-2kI/AAAAAAAACIA/cx5MX3_Tv20/s1600/DSCN0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtJIg-2kI/AAAAAAAACIA/cx5MX3_Tv20/s320/DSCN0254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477200837996370498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entregando las zapas nuevas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8011978499036218987?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8011978499036218987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8011978499036218987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8011978499036218987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8011978499036218987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/05/seguidilla-de-cumples-ahora-el-de-papa.html' title='Seguidilla de cumples: ahora el de Papá'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/TALtH547VtI/AAAAAAAACHg/4hjO1YboCxA/s72-c/P1130343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7719143335520621581</id><published>2010-05-14T11:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:51:56.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El cumple del Abuelo!</title><content type='html'>Por supus, no podíamos faltar: nos apersonamos al mediodía para comer juntos y cantarle "Feliz Pumple" al abuelo.&lt;br /&gt;Los globos los llevé yo, la velita la soplé yo, los aplausos fueron míos: fuí el alma de la fiesta, jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Pumple, abuelo Karrrrlos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1jbPqGSeI/AAAAAAAACHY/lzlbYQ3zqsk/s1600/IMG_1388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1jbPqGSeI/AAAAAAAACHY/lzlbYQ3zqsk/s320/IMG_1388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471138442035743202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1ja1cGqeI/AAAAAAAACHQ/tTiFcYJva-Y/s1600/IMG_1386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1ja1cGqeI/AAAAAAAACHQ/tTiFcYJva-Y/s320/IMG_1386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471138434997725666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1jaqASQVI/AAAAAAAACHI/QxHlaYRiIEw/s1600/IMG_1383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1jaqASQVI/AAAAAAAACHI/QxHlaYRiIEw/s320/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471138431928254802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7719143335520621581?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7719143335520621581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7719143335520621581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7719143335520621581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7719143335520621581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/05/el-cumple-del-abuelo.html' title='El cumple del Abuelo!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-1jbPqGSeI/AAAAAAAACHY/lzlbYQ3zqsk/s72-c/IMG_1388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7882856688334794522</id><published>2010-05-10T09:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:06:10.681-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desayuno en Tiffany´s?</title><content type='html'>Mmmmm, no. Una merienda y charla con el gato en la cocina nomás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEFPQU-YI/AAAAAAAACGw/Q54nvXgBEgA/s1600/P1130337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEFPQU-YI/AAAAAAAACGw/Q54nvXgBEgA/s320/P1130337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469626235482339714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una galletita de limón para cada uno: el limonero está tan cargado que con Mamá estamos investigando recetas para tratar de ocupar parte de la cosecha. Este fin de semana hicimos estas "gayes" que salieron muy ricas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEFoYlw0I/AAAAAAAACG4/wmhpWnknkT8/s1600/P1130338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEFoYlw0I/AAAAAAAACG4/wmhpWnknkT8/s320/P1130338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469626242227880770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que el gato no se va a comer la de él, mejor lo ayudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEGN-TQjI/AAAAAAAACHA/yteaLNamiJk/s1600/P1130339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEGN-TQjI/AAAAAAAACHA/yteaLNamiJk/s320/P1130339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469626252318163506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7882856688334794522?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7882856688334794522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7882856688334794522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7882856688334794522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7882856688334794522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/05/desayuno-en-tiffanys.html' title='Desayuno en Tiffany´s?'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S-gEFPQU-YI/AAAAAAAACGw/Q54nvXgBEgA/s72-c/P1130337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-108359987118314146</id><published>2010-05-02T23:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:09:46.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Insólita marcha de protesta</title><content type='html'>Las manifestaciones de protesta antes de bañarse se han convertido en hechos habituales en los últimos tiempos, afortunadamente sin mayores incidentes ni heridos de consideración. Generalmente las "tareas represivas" se reducen a la captura y posterior ingreso al baño de la manifestante y nada más. Aclaro que son manifestaciones de índole pacífica (casi amistosa): sin llantos ni berrinches, solamente algunas carreras por la casa, gambeteos varios, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es por eso que la hoy no nos sorprendió en principio: comenzó una vez despojada de la ropa (solamente le quedaba la bombacha) y corriendo por su habitación al grito de "No me quiero bañar!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hasta ahi, todo normal&lt;/span&gt; (dentro de la locura nuestra de cada día).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La resistencia de la patronal a sentarnos a negociar, la inclinó a apelar a sus recursos mas extremos: se sacó la bombacha y una vez que quedó "al natural" empezó a correr por la casa gritando: "Diario!, diario!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manaña nos queda por averiguar si el gremio de canillitas respalda la protesta!&lt;br /&gt;De regalo (y antes de la huelga general), una instalación que hicimos en colaboración. Técnica mixta: lápices, crayones y clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S94-a7XkdvI/AAAAAAAACGo/t9HhIqS2XfY/s1600/P1130331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S94-a7XkdvI/AAAAAAAACGo/t9HhIqS2XfY/s320/P1130331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466875630008432370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-108359987118314146?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/108359987118314146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=108359987118314146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/108359987118314146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/108359987118314146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/05/insolita-marcha-de-protesta.html' title='Insólita marcha de protesta'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S94-a7XkdvI/AAAAAAAACGo/t9HhIqS2XfY/s72-c/P1130331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3416679769467225375</id><published>2010-04-20T09:18:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:30:45.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Agregando adjetivos</title><content type='html'>Todos los días, Juliana nos sorprende con cosas (ideas, palabras) que aprende en el jardín, en los "dibus" y algunas que me imagino son de elaboración propia. Imposible saberlo, de todos modos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Días atrás, tocaba su pianito electrónico e interrumpía las cancioncitas siempre en el mismo punto y tocando la misma nota. Cuando se dio cuenta que la estaba mirando (y escuchando, a pesar mio, jeje) me pasó el pianito y me dijo: inténtalo, papá!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoche a la hora de dormir, estábamos los tres (los cuatro, perdón: el bebé también participa) en plena ceremonia de despedidas, besos, abrazos y buenas noches. No me acuerdo ahora que chiste le hice mientras la abrazaba y le causó mucha gracia.&lt;br /&gt;Tanta, que se acostó riéndose en la almohada y me dice: jajajaja, que loco papá! y para rematar: picarón!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La dormida se atrasó porque no podía parar de reírme para pasarle la mamadera y leer el cuentito de la vaca Juanela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vá una fotito medio vieja de la bailarina futbolista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S82d45sn4HI/AAAAAAAACGg/V5l5SzbIZ4I/s1600/DSC_8842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S82d45sn4HI/AAAAAAAACGg/V5l5SzbIZ4I/s320/DSC_8842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462195523956498546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3416679769467225375?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3416679769467225375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3416679769467225375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3416679769467225375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3416679769467225375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/agregando-adjetivos.html' title='Agregando adjetivos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S82d45sn4HI/AAAAAAAACGg/V5l5SzbIZ4I/s72-c/DSC_8842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1861281403734765995</id><published>2010-04-01T08:45:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:11:49.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Charla de sobremesa</title><content type='html'>En los últimos tiempos, Juliana desarrolló una capacidad importante: la de la charla casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así, si andamos caminando por la calle, de repente mira algo (una vidriera, un árbol, chicos que vienen de la escuela) y comienzan las opiniones. La que viene usando mucho ahora es "guauuuu que lindo eso!", aunque también pueden ser mas específicas: "que lindo árbol, papá!" o también "muchos chicos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O en casa ayer, después del almuerzo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Que lindo vestido Juli! te queda muy bien y tiene unos colores hermosos!.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: Gracias, papá.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: Que linda tu remera papá&lt;br /&gt;Yo (sorprendido y tratando de no reirme): gracias, chiqui.(*)&lt;br /&gt;Juliana (sin esperar mi respuesta): guauuu, mamá que lindo tu vestido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La primera vez que escuchamos el "guauuu que lindo" fue la semana pasada, mirando &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCE_V_OJKrY/S5_7D_WHrcI/AAAAAAAAAsI/izfMnbMvyRc/s1600-h/DSC_8355.jpg"&gt;esta foto&lt;/a&gt; en el blog del tío Mariano sobre su viaje a Bolivia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: mirá Juli, quién es este?&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: el tío Mariano.&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: guauuuu que lindo mi tío.&lt;br /&gt;Sole y yo: ... (miradas cruzadas por arriba de la Jú que seguía embelesada con la foto y risas atragantadas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van unas fotos de una sesión del fin de semana pasado, que hicimos con la idea de tener fotos de Juliana con la panza, cosa que no pudimos concretar por desacuerdos entre Sole, Juliana y el perro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLmETmkQI/AAAAAAAACGI/eU5_Hg6SWiQ/s1600/DSC_8794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLmETmkQI/AAAAAAAACGI/eU5_Hg6SWiQ/s320/DSC_8794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455138534759764226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLlgZfskI/AAAAAAAACGA/jEtAOvCsh04/s1600/DSC_8791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLlgZfskI/AAAAAAAACGA/jEtAOvCsh04/s320/DSC_8791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455138525120803394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLlVGkGiI/AAAAAAAACF4/d4CdWo5eW4o/s1600/DSC_8789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLlVGkGiI/AAAAAAAACF4/d4CdWo5eW4o/s320/DSC_8789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455138522088610338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLk3d-o-I/AAAAAAAACFw/j0u6_9lYJOA/s1600/DSC_8778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLk3d-o-I/AAAAAAAACFw/j0u6_9lYJOA/s320/DSC_8778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455138514133754850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLkgLv06I/AAAAAAAACFo/kJF8Q_Id3lE/s1600/DSC_8773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLkgLv06I/AAAAAAAACFo/kJF8Q_Id3lE/s320/DSC_8773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455138507883271074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) Yo tenía puesta una remera a la que me es difícil calcularle la edad y/o definirle los colores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1861281403734765995?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1861281403734765995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1861281403734765995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1861281403734765995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1861281403734765995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/04/charla-de-sobremesa.html' title='Charla de sobremesa'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S7SLmETmkQI/AAAAAAAACGI/eU5_Hg6SWiQ/s72-c/DSC_8794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7263061516952325084</id><published>2010-02-24T20:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:41:04.871-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En "La Casita"</title><content type='html'>La "Abu Petty" es voluntaria en una ONG que tiene su casa cerca de la nuestra.&lt;br /&gt;Como ahi atienden chicos y a veces hay poquitos, sobran muchos juegos y juguetes. Asi que mamá y yo somos asiduas visitantes: mamá colabora y yo pruebo los juguetes, por las dudas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana también estaba Malena, que todavia no empezó la escuela. Otra razón para ir a "la casita": pudimos jugar entre primas y entretenernos tooooda la mañana. Pachi se lo perdió porque ella ya está yendo al jardín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, como pueden ver en las fotos, nos dedicamos a pintar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S4W4OnB_ZqI/AAAAAAAACFg/1reXQkEHVEc/s1600-h/P1130248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S4W4OnB_ZqI/AAAAAAAACFg/1reXQkEHVEc/s320/P1130248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441958285882123938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S4W4OHNwTrI/AAAAAAAACFY/-Dloqp5aACY/s1600-h/P1130243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S4W4OHNwTrI/AAAAAAAACFY/-Dloqp5aACY/s320/P1130243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441958277341531826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7263061516952325084?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7263061516952325084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7263061516952325084&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7263061516952325084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7263061516952325084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/en-la-casita.html' title='En &quot;La Casita&quot;'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S4W4OnB_ZqI/AAAAAAAACFg/1reXQkEHVEc/s72-c/P1130248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-410128459635517988</id><published>2010-02-19T09:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T09:47:43.459-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desayunando</title><content type='html'>En compañia del Tigre y el Oso, nos tomamos una chocolatada y miramos unos "bibus". Después viene la parte mas difícil: lavado de dientes y peinado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besitos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S36HZFfgTDI/AAAAAAAACFQ/kMek4TsFyvc/s1600-h/P1130242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S36HZFfgTDI/AAAAAAAACFQ/kMek4TsFyvc/s320/P1130242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439934264950934578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S36HYlnP86I/AAAAAAAACFI/YbD2uQniLeI/s1600-h/P1130238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S36HYlnP86I/AAAAAAAACFI/YbD2uQniLeI/s320/P1130238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439934256393483170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-410128459635517988?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/410128459635517988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=410128459635517988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/410128459635517988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/410128459635517988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/desayunando.html' title='Desayunando'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S36HZFfgTDI/AAAAAAAACFQ/kMek4TsFyvc/s72-c/P1130242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5488032801474220429</id><published>2010-02-17T23:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:07:00.857-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy se come canelones</title><content type='html'>Hoy mamá decidió de que comíamos canelones de humita y yo como buena ayudante que soy colaboré en la elaboración de los mismos.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que primero recibí unas indicaciones de como enrollarlos y después los terminé haciendo solita, mientras mamá hacía la salsa blanca.&lt;br /&gt;Les paso a detallar como se hacen los canelones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1er paso: Colocar la masa en un plato y distribuir el relleno, no hay que ponerle mucho porque sinó no alcanza, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr2F28VUI/AAAAAAAACEY/2xNdar-VOrc/s1600-h/P1130231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr2F28VUI/AAAAAAAACEY/2xNdar-VOrc/s320/P1130231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439411395730625858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2do paso: Se agarra una puntita y se empieza a enrollar, con mucho cuidado para que no se rompa la masa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr2pK3IrI/AAAAAAAACEg/El3jpU44w2Q/s1600-h/P1130232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr2pK3IrI/AAAAAAAACEg/El3jpU44w2Q/s320/P1130232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439411405209412274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3er paso: una vez que logramos enrollar la primera puntita, te ayudas con las dos manos para terminar de enrollarlo completamente. Mas o menos como cuando hacer un gusanito de plastilina, esa es la idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr20ttg1I/AAAAAAAACEo/hdeH9EBx-BQ/s1600-h/P1130233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr20ttg1I/AAAAAAAACEo/hdeH9EBx-BQ/s320/P1130233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439411408308372306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4to paso: para cerrarlo tenes que pegar la puntita restante con el relleno que asoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr3IU9YsI/AAAAAAAACEw/ZUFJ02FzyiU/s1600-h/P1130234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr3IU9YsI/AAAAAAAACEw/ZUFJ02FzyiU/s320/P1130234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439411413573264066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5to paso y el mas importante: aplastarlo bien para que no se te desarme el canelón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr32abieI/AAAAAAAACE4/AvE-MJUxlqk/s1600-h/P1130235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr32abieI/AAAAAAAACE4/AvE-MJUxlqk/s320/P1130235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439411425944242658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y este es el producto terminado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3ysaPRSbeI/AAAAAAAACFA/1mBV-fBVQR0/s1600-h/P1130236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3ysaPRSbeI/AAAAAAAACFA/1mBV-fBVQR0/s320/P1130236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439412016732335586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Próximamente me van a ver en las cocineritas de Utilisima, jaja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5488032801474220429?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5488032801474220429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5488032801474220429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5488032801474220429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5488032801474220429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoy-se-come-canelones.html' title='Hoy se come canelones'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3yr2F28VUI/AAAAAAAACEY/2xNdar-VOrc/s72-c/P1130231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8797105012701359333</id><published>2010-02-16T09:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:02:50.624-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensalada de frutas "teatralizada"</title><content type='html'>El otro día Sole preparó una ensalada de frutas de postre, todos contentos!&lt;br /&gt;Por ahi me doy cuenta que Juliana estaba conversando despacito con su porción de ensalada: este es el diálogo que inventó, o por lo menos la parte que yo escuché.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana: -Bananaaaaas, donde estaaaaaan?&lt;br /&gt;Bananas (con voz finita): -Aca estamoooos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvio, con bananas tan voluntariosas fue mucho mas fácil hacer la selección y dejar todas las otras frutas a un lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agrego unas fotos de la joven dramaturga y su madre a orillas del Paraná.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3qVY_Chq9I/AAAAAAAACEA/9iz7UydwOlo/s1600-h/DSC_8701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3qVY_Chq9I/AAAAAAAACEA/9iz7UydwOlo/s320/DSC_8701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438823756474723282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3qVYfihipI/AAAAAAAACD4/jjM-te1HUEw/s1600-h/DSC_8665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3qVYfihipI/AAAAAAAACD4/jjM-te1HUEw/s320/DSC_8665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438823748018997906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S3qXVHpwLlI/AAAAAAAACEQ/fkjGKG3vRQI/s1600-h/DSC_8717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Aprendí muchas técnicas de pintura, dibujo, a recortar con la tijerita y con las manos, hicimos un germinador, regamos y plantamos plantas, cocinamos comidas varias, etc. Nos quedó pendiente tejer al crochet, pero en una de esas me lo enseña en las vacaciones de invierno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKR1bPlNI/AAAAAAAACDQ/CATE1wH0DWQ/s1600-h/P1130200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKR1bPlNI/AAAAAAAACDQ/CATE1wH0DWQ/s320/P1130200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434237570635502802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKSPVQHdI/AAAAAAAACDY/AB15aNHaeX0/s1600-h/P1130201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKSPVQHdI/AAAAAAAACDY/AB15aNHaeX0/s320/P1130201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434237577589693906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como veran no solo pinto sobre papel, también sobre madera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKSYJviaI/AAAAAAAACDg/AD91EY4McVI/s1600-h/P1130203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKSYJviaI/AAAAAAAACDg/AD91EY4McVI/s320/P1130203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434237579957340578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKS_tiITI/AAAAAAAACDo/QxjBzGhNEz4/s1600-h/P1130204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKS_tiITI/AAAAAAAACDo/QxjBzGhNEz4/s320/P1130204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434237590576439602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payaseando con papá y mostrando las pinturitas que tengo para pintar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKTO--goI/AAAAAAAACDw/_CuhnnQqNgA/s1600-h/P1130205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKTO--goI/AAAAAAAACDw/_CuhnnQqNgA/s320/P1130205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434237594676134530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3443755426369093582?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3443755426369093582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3443755426369093582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3443755426369093582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3443755426369093582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/pintando-con-temperas.html' title='Pintando con témperas'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pKR1bPlNI/AAAAAAAACDQ/CATE1wH0DWQ/s72-c/P1130200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2271701169405984535</id><published>2010-02-04T00:50:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:07:39.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Otro festejo de mi cumple</title><content type='html'>En jardín festejé mi cumple por adelantado, así que el 8 de enero lo volví a festejar. Papá hizo un asada buenísimo y tuve muchos invitados, bueno la mayoría eran grandes, pero pudieron venir mis primitas, así que estaba super felíz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFuv7XzeI/AAAAAAAACC4/mnJZo5fpeFE/s1600-h/P1130156.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434232569817714146 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFuv7XzeI/AAAAAAAACC4/mnJZo5fpeFE/s320/P1130156.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFvcoeZEI/AAAAAAAACDI/kdFXoh4mpWU/s1600-h/P1130190.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434232581818049602 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFvcoeZEI/AAAAAAAACDI/kdFXoh4mpWU/s320/P1130190.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos cantamos el cumpleaños feliz y yo apagué de un solo soplido la velita, mamá se preocupó un poco porque casi me la como de tan cerca que soplé, jaja &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7a8ed8ff670ed0c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a8ed8ff670ed0c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D179670DED4C2900F3C2A739E49A5670A9999668C.2581BD30DD3DBE024CA14670685EF0358C49CC6F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a8ed8ff670ed0c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Zqng8h5XvKkD8fKaHZhkGklwbo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a8ed8ff670ed0c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D179670DED4C2900F3C2A739E49A5670A9999668C.2581BD30DD3DBE024CA14670685EF0358C49CC6F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a8ed8ff670ed0c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-Zqng8h5XvKkD8fKaHZhkGklwbo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de comer con Male nos pusimos a dibujar juntas y sin pelear compartimos el papel y los lápices de colores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFvA2dgiI/AAAAAAAACDA/DYrvLeHyJrc/s1600-h/P1130189.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434232574360519202 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFvA2dgiI/AAAAAAAACDA/DYrvLeHyJrc/s320/P1130189.JPG" 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/4284383411465744708-2271701169405984535?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2271701169405984535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2271701169405984535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2271701169405984535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2271701169405984535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/otro-festejo-de-mi-cumple.html' title='Otro festejo de mi cumple'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pFuv7XzeI/AAAAAAAACC4/mnJZo5fpeFE/s72-c/P1130156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8036912834892605998</id><published>2010-02-04T00:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:49:27.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Año nuevo</title><content type='html'>Aprendí a tocar la guitarra con el tío Mariano, así que Santi, Mati y tío Lucas preparencé que dentro de poco vamos a poder formar una banda juntos!!! Ah!! tía Tete mamá me contó que vos sos buena con la pandereta, pero no sé si la pandereta va a ir bien en nuentra banda, después te digo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pCCbZj2bI/AAAAAAAACCI/uOFU8HqIrBk/s1600-h/IMG_1230%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pCCbZj2bI/AAAAAAAACCI/uOFU8HqIrBk/s320/IMG_1230%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434228509858060722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epa, epa, no solo aprendí a tocar la guitarra, sinó que soy muy buena con el charango. Me estoy preparándo para ir a Perú a tocar el "Condor pasa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pC6wMyUcI/AAAAAAAACCw/7L_2FGIX2Oc/s1600-h/IMG_1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pC6wMyUcI/AAAAAAAACCw/7L_2FGIX2Oc/s320/IMG_1257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434229477514301890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pCCh7lcuI/AAAAAAAACCQ/VLyMowAUeGg/s1600-h/IMG_1244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pCCh7lcuI/AAAAAAAACCQ/VLyMowAUeGg/s320/IMG_1244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434228511611384546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto familiar, mi mamá, mi papá y yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pC6X-E2gI/AAAAAAAACCg/XEzsQIaoLCk/s1600-h/IMG_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pC6X-E2gI/AAAAAAAACCg/XEzsQIaoLCk/s320/IMG_1254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434229471010150914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto con los abuelos Julia y Carlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pC6ljK67I/AAAAAAAACCo/oHKKbA56LBw/s1600-h/IMG_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pC6ljK67I/AAAAAAAACCo/oHKKbA56LBw/s320/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434229474655398834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8036912834892605998?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8036912834892605998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8036912834892605998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8036912834892605998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8036912834892605998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/02/ano-nuevo.html' title='Año nuevo'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2pCCbZj2bI/AAAAAAAACCI/uOFU8HqIrBk/s72-c/IMG_1230%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3275608123021511219</id><published>2010-02-04T00:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:30:10.004-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Navidad 2009</title><content type='html'>Son fotos un poco viejitas, pero bueno.&lt;br /&gt;Recibí un montón de regalos, así que mamá me ayudó a abrirlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o8gpJYIJI/AAAAAAAACBo/pH-coBok-ws/s1600-h/DSC_8619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o8gpJYIJI/AAAAAAAACBo/pH-coBok-ws/s320/DSC_8619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434222431874588818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No podían faltar los chasquibum, primero no los podía hacer explotar, pero después le agarré la mano y era un descontrol de explociones por todos lados. La dirección a veces me fallaba y algunos caían en los pies de la gente, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o8hHm-oII/AAAAAAAACBw/0i6XxOu6j2g/s1600-h/mama+expo+navidad+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o8hHm-oII/AAAAAAAACBw/0i6XxOu6j2g/s320/mama+expo+navidad+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434222440051810434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto de primas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o9tUHLLTI/AAAAAAAACB4/l6Y4CqznpyY/s1600-h/mama+expo+navidad+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o9tUHLLTI/AAAAAAAACB4/l6Y4CqznpyY/s320/mama+expo+navidad+134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434223749078134066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá estoy con papá y el tío Mariano. Después de abrir tantos regalos quedé medio agotada, por eso ya estaba con chupete y prendida de los pelos del tío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o9t5zc3eI/AAAAAAAACCA/sN47ySCQNZc/s1600-h/mama+expo+navidad+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S2o9t5zc3eI/AAAAAAAACCA/sN47ySCQNZc/s320/mama+expo+navidad+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434223759195954658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3275608123021511219?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3275608123021511219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-9139907067082861766</id><published>2010-01-10T21:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:25:30.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarjetitas navideñas</title><content type='html'>La abu Petty antes de irse le dejó una tarea a mamá, que era hacer unas tarjetitas para ser entregadas en la misa de navidad.&lt;br /&gt;Por supuesto yo que soy muy colaboradora, no podía no ayudarla con semejante tarea y sobre todo porque hay estrellitas de colores y angetilos para pegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0puqFSDDvI/AAAAAAAACBY/X1mGJ2Efie0/s1600-h/P1130142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0puqFSDDvI/AAAAAAAACBY/X1mGJ2Efie0/s72-c/P1130142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-675942025663088321</id><published>2010-01-10T20:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:16:05.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumple en el jardín</title><content type='html'>Antes de que con mis compañeritos dejemos de ir al jardín, decidimos con mamá y papá festejar mi cumple, así podíamos los chicos y yo pasar una tarde juntos con globos, juegos y algo mas.&lt;br /&gt;Antes que nada, primero hay que comer algo, porque con la panza vacía no se puede jugar, así que todos sentaditos a la mesa nos pusimos a comer. Somos re obedientes y cuando la mae Karen nos invita a sentarnos todos les hacemos caso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfMtXNHwI/AAAAAAAACAA/QoPdsvCx7OE/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253373061177090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfMtXNHwI/AAAAAAAACAA/QoPdsvCx7OE/s320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras que comíamos algo, Miki nos empezó a pintar, claro que por ser la de cumple fuí la primera en hacerme un corazón en la mano ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfNB7CfjI/AAAAAAAACAI/ZbTHvHUdgLw/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253378580184626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfNB7CfjI/AAAAAAAACAI/ZbTHvHUdgLw/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... y una mariposa en la cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfNQrIoMI/AAAAAAAACAQ/IPWGzcw5h-k/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425253382540009666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfNQrIoMI/AAAAAAAACAQ/IPWGzcw5h-k/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovbio que después fuí invitando a mis amiguitos a que vengan a pintarse y por supuesto controlaba que dibujos se hacian cada uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piWa1tlZI/AAAAAAAACAY/mrhU5LY6yPE/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425256838422435218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piWa1tlZI/AAAAAAAACAY/mrhU5LY6yPE/s320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como éramos muchos hasta mamá terminó pintando a mis compañeritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piXiQBGBI/AAAAAAAACAw/hcP9OueyEDU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425256857591683090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piXiQBGBI/AAAAAAAACAw/hcP9OueyEDU/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de pintarnos, hicimos un trencito y salimos al patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piWtqabBI/AAAAAAAACAg/hpggZvybAT8/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425256843475315730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piWtqabBI/AAAAAAAACAg/hpggZvybAT8/s320/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les presento a Man (Iván) es mi mejor amigo y me encanta jugar con él.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piXL7cb3I/AAAAAAAACAo/EbWTJIQDMZU/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425256851599814514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0piXL7cb3I/AAAAAAAACAo/EbWTJIQDMZU/s320/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tía Gaby también estuvo en mi cumple e hizo juegos con los aros para que con los chicos jugáramos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pq-mo5DoI/AAAAAAAACA4/0mHmuVwuZvI/s1600-h/DSC_8505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pq-mo5DoI/AAAAAAAACA4/0mHmuVwuZvI/s320/DSC_8505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425266324877676162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegó el momento de la torta y por supuesto de apagar las velitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pq-2Kz1sI/AAAAAAAACBA/7EmhIZ8vhmg/s1600-h/DSC_8562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pq-2Kz1sI/AAAAAAAACBA/7EmhIZ8vhmg/s320/DSC_8562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425266329046472386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pq_Y5XJFI/AAAAAAAACBI/hpJ0S-lHWzY/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pq_Y5XJFI/AAAAAAAACBI/hpJ0S-lHWzY/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425266338368529490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0ptiRR5qSI/AAAAAAAACBQ/6UvOx8Ia2f4/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0ptiRR5qSI/AAAAAAAACBQ/6UvOx8Ia2f4/s320/09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425269136642648354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pasé super bien en mi cumple, volví contenta y con una bolsa con lindos regalitos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-675942025663088321?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/675942025663088321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=675942025663088321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/675942025663088321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/675942025663088321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2010/01/cumple-en-el-jardin.html' title='Cumple en el jardín'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/S0pfMtXNHwI/AAAAAAAACAA/QoPdsvCx7OE/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3926011511146453793</id><published>2009-12-21T00:49:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:02:07.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Siempre lista</title><content type='html'>El otro día encontré en el zapatero estas botas que me regaló la tía Tete y nunca me las había puesto, así que con la ayuda de mamá que me explicó como ponérmelas, aprendí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora cuando quiero me las puedo poner solita, por eso no hay nada mejor que estar siempre lista en caso de que caiga un chaparrón. Porque mamá y papá me explicaron que las botas son para cuando llueve. Tal vez por eso no me las dejaron poner para ir al cumple de Male, porque había un sol radiante y hacía como 40 grados, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-BOu9EI/AAAAAAAAB_g/DI_Q1Wp9q6E/s1600-h/P1130137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-BOu9EI/AAAAAAAAB_g/DI_Q1Wp9q6E/s320/P1130137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417532350046073922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-Y6H5LI/AAAAAAAAB_o/gWoyti9_BLM/s1600-h/P1130138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-Y6H5LI/AAAAAAAAB_o/gWoyti9_BLM/s320/P1130138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417532356402078898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-7YgAGI/AAAAAAAAB_w/Sm7Xn4bIghk/s1600-h/P1130139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-7YgAGI/AAAAAAAAB_w/Sm7Xn4bIghk/s320/P1130139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417532365656293474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3926011511146453793?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3926011511146453793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3926011511146453793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3926011511146453793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3926011511146453793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/siempre-lista.html' title='Siempre lista'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7w-BOu9EI/AAAAAAAAB_g/DI_Q1Wp9q6E/s72-c/P1130137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8468737570011336550</id><published>2009-12-21T00:22:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:04:51.568-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumple de Male</title><content type='html'>Después de saludar a la cumpleañera, a la tía Gaby, Yuyo y a la Pachi, me saqué las sandalias y me fuí con la Pachi a la cama elástica. &lt;br /&gt;Claro que para subir uno tiene que hacer la cola y esperar un ratito el turno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZlL-r0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/Xx81DclJ7Ak/s1600-h/P1130120.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417526226484899650 style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZbhqSzI/AAAAAAAAB_I/su38M7SicwA/s320/P1130115.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ver si me encuentran????&lt;br /&gt;Por supuesto, cuando llamaron para la piñata no podía faltar, imaginense que llegué antes que la cumpleañera y todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZOEUPOI/AAAAAAAAB_A/d2AOxAfsViE/s1600-h/P1130112.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417526220278742242 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZOEUPOI/AAAAAAAAB_A/d2AOxAfsViE/s320/P1130112.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la Pachi conseguimos unos cochecitos y nos recorrimos todo el pelotero de punta a punta a toda velocidad, no hubo tobillo que se salvara, jaja nos re divertimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZx-NfpI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/GQu_rF54IBQ/s1600-h/P1130127.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417526229916810898 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZx-NfpI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/GQu_rF54IBQ/s320/P1130127.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto con la Male no me pude sacar, porque andaba como loca jugando con todos sus amiguitas del jardín. Cada tanto cuando nos cruzábamos, ella controlaba que no me lastime si me metía en algún lugar donde habían chicos grandes. Me cuida mucho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8468737570011336550?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8468737570011336550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8468737570011336550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8468737570011336550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8468737570011336550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/cumple-de-male.html' title='Cumple de Male'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7rZlL-r0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/Xx81DclJ7Ak/s72-c/P1130120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-9012238727903113255</id><published>2009-12-21T00:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:21:35.051-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza entre primas</title><content type='html'>Después del acto de fin de año del jardín de la Pachi, donde bailó de indiecita, nos fuimos con Pachi, Male, la tía gaby, Faby y mamá a comer pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7nJ0ubHfI/AAAAAAAAB-4/NMKUFgRkX4s/s1600-h/P1130102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7nJ0ubHfI/AAAAAAAAB-4/NMKUFgRkX4s/s320/P1130102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417521557731483122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos portamos super bien y entre las tres compartimos los vasos, el tema fué de que Male y Pachi se peleaban para que tomara de su vaso, y yo que no le puedo decir que no a la gaseosa, manoteaba todos los vasos que me pasaran. Así que me habré tomado 1 litro de gaseosa en toda la cena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-9012238727903113255?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/9012238727903113255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=9012238727903113255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9012238727903113255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9012238727903113255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/pizza-entre-primas.html' title='Pizza entre primas'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7nJ0ubHfI/AAAAAAAAB-4/NMKUFgRkX4s/s72-c/P1130102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2853878225554750838</id><published>2009-12-20T23:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:05:52.207-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando a la mamá</title><content type='html'>No es fácil ser mamá y sobre todo si hay que alimentar a un bebé y a un gato. Menos mal que mis bebes se portan bien y no dan nada de problemas.&lt;br /&gt;No se mamá porque se queja de mi si yo también me porto siempre bien como mis bebes, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7jWi6guYI/AAAAAAAAB-o/lvCxz6t5rqg/s1600-h/P1130049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7jWi6guYI/AAAAAAAAB-o/lvCxz6t5rqg/s320/P1130049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417517378242132354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7jW_fqU0I/AAAAAAAAB-w/kYDNk30ELiA/s1600-h/P1130050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7jW_fqU0I/AAAAAAAAB-w/kYDNk30ELiA/s320/P1130050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417517385914143554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2853878225554750838?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2853878225554750838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2853878225554750838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2853878225554750838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2853878225554750838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/jugando-la-mama.html' title='Jugando a la mamá'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7jWi6guYI/AAAAAAAAB-o/lvCxz6t5rqg/s72-c/P1130049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4242990416227179696</id><published>2009-12-20T23:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:06:58.799-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Puesto 20</title><content type='html'>El tío Iyo (Griyo) le hizo remeras a todos los muchachos del puesto y no pensó en mi, así que igual me puse la remera y posé para hacerle publicidad.&lt;br /&gt;La vincha es una creación de Miki y como se podrán dar cuenta las primas grandes se aprovechan de mi porque soy buenita y me dejo disfrazar asi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJOKBS_I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/PJrLn1gTc0M/s1600-h/P1130032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJOKBS_I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/PJrLn1gTc0M/s320/P1130032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417513850796854258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJZ7xL-I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/EgvmZ1LBkcA/s1600-h/P1130036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJZ7xL-I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/EgvmZ1LBkcA/s320/P1130036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417513853958303714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJjQxygI/AAAAAAAAB-g/CBJXibjJyyo/s1600-h/P1130040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJjQxygI/AAAAAAAAB-g/CBJXibjJyyo/s320/P1130040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417513856462342658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mamá le re costó después sacarme la remera para ir a dormir, yo no queria saber nada, así que cuando me dormí me la sacó, así no me derretía en mi cuna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4242990416227179696?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4242990416227179696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4242990416227179696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4242990416227179696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4242990416227179696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/puesto-20.html' title='Puesto 20'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7gJOKBS_I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/PJrLn1gTc0M/s72-c/P1130032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4038522280814440937</id><published>2009-12-20T23:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:35:17.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Durmiendo</title><content type='html'>Dormir con aire acondicionado es otra cosa, una se puede desparramar bien y no te transpiras nada cuando dormis.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando hace mucho calor, mamá y papá me invitan a dormir con ellos, claro que cada uno en su cama y sin molestar, asi que mamá me hace una camita al lado suyo y asi dormimos todos juntitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7eNn3qHEI/AAAAAAAAB-I/hYVfb5BRQLE/s1600-h/P1130031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7eNn3qHEI/AAAAAAAAB-I/hYVfb5BRQLE/s320/P1130031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417511727395380290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El que no puede faltar es Tiger que siempre me acompaña.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4038522280814440937?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4038522280814440937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4038522280814440937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4038522280814440937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4038522280814440937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/durmiendo.html' title='Durmiendo'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7eNn3qHEI/AAAAAAAAB-I/hYVfb5BRQLE/s72-c/P1130031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-6224514072793140510</id><published>2009-12-20T19:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:30:58.907-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haciendo tarta</title><content type='html'>Como soy una ayudante, mamá siempre me llama cuando va a cocinar y todas las veces me enseña algo nuevo. Hoy aprendí a usar el palo de amasar, había sido que no es nada fácil usarlo y sobre todo hay que tener mucha fuerza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dJM16KjI/AAAAAAAAB94/R3CWQsZdEi4/s1600-h/P1130011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dJM16KjI/AAAAAAAAB94/R3CWQsZdEi4/s320/P1130011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417510551909182002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dIcYUbTI/AAAAAAAAB9w/kmfaMzzsW1g/s1600-h/P1130015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dIcYUbTI/AAAAAAAAB9w/kmfaMzzsW1g/s320/P1130015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417510538900172082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dJd0IXPI/AAAAAAAAB-A/gm55uoO-2ko/s1600-h/P1130021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dJd0IXPI/AAAAAAAAB-A/gm55uoO-2ko/s320/P1130021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417510556465126642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6224514072793140510?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6224514072793140510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6224514072793140510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6224514072793140510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6224514072793140510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/haciendo-tarta.html' title='Haciendo tarta'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy7dJM16KjI/AAAAAAAAB94/R3CWQsZdEi4/s72-c/P1130011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7752669340871942491</id><published>2009-12-20T18:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:14:11.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola a todos!!!!</title><content type='html'>Con papá y el bebé les mandamos una saludo a todos los que nos conocen. Y le agradecemos sobre todo: a mamá por haber cuidado tanto al bebé en su época de niña y a la Abu Petty por haberlo guardado todos estos años, para que hoy yo pueda jugar con él. El único que no está feliz es papá porque le da miedo encontrarse con el bebé de noche porque lo asusta, jaja hay este papá es re gracioso, con mamá nos reimos mucho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy6f6Za5GxI/AAAAAAAAB9o/PC6NVJhZCKs/s1600-h/P1130005.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417443227378195218 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy6f6Za5GxI/AAAAAAAAB9o/PC6NVJhZCKs/s320/P1130005.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aca les mando un videito para que vean lo charlatana que ando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-22155007d88f470b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22155007d88f470b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AF473BE7D9A97FD61E8320F6300C347EC59F806.436B62D80843067CC6F6E16C5E10D5A48E94AB04%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22155007d88f470b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlaafcEUEGfK4WSI6QvdAFyM_Ne4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22155007d88f470b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AF473BE7D9A97FD61E8320F6300C347EC59F806.436B62D80843067CC6F6E16C5E10D5A48E94AB04%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22155007d88f470b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlaafcEUEGfK4WSI6QvdAFyM_Ne4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7752669340871942491?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7752669340871942491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7752669340871942491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7752669340871942491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7752669340871942491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/hola-todos.html' title='Hola a todos!!!!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sy6f6Za5GxI/AAAAAAAAB9o/PC6NVJhZCKs/s72-c/P1130005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-837618610029752087</id><published>2009-12-15T02:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:09:56.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ufff, hace rato que no publicaba nada!</title><content type='html'>Lo que pasa es que estuve "ocupada"!&lt;br /&gt;Saludos y besitos a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SycaERGA8vI/AAAAAAAAB9g/cpXvKiZ1Dh8/s1600-h/DSC_8145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SycaERGA8vI/AAAAAAAAB9g/cpXvKiZ1Dh8/s320/DSC_8145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415325737546740466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-837618610029752087?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/837618610029752087/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=837618610029752087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/837618610029752087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/837618610029752087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/12/ufff-hace-rato-que-no-publicaba-nada.html' title='Ufff, hace rato que no publicaba nada!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SycaERGA8vI/AAAAAAAAB9g/cpXvKiZ1Dh8/s72-c/DSC_8145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1985979757391134961</id><published>2009-11-13T10:36:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:59:36.438-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi primer acto escolar</title><content type='html'>Dormí una mini siesta y me levanté pila, pila para la fiestita, como todavía no tenía mi traje de pescadito, nos fuimos temprano al Club. Cuando llegamos quedé un poco preocupada, el salón era enorme y estaba lleno de globos, flores y un poco de gente, hasta que divisé a la mae Karen y me quedé un poco mas tranquila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegó mi traje, mamá me ayudó a vestir y como soy muy coqueta me llevé un poco de bojouteri para resaltar un poco mas mi belleza, jaja &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De a poco fueron llegando mis invitados: Abu Petty, tía Gaby y mis primas Male y Pachi, mis abuelos Julia y Carlos y la tía Mimi. Eramos un montón!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de que empiece el acto, yo tuve que ir a inspeccionar el escenario, no vaya a ser que tenga alguna tabla floja que me haga tropezar en plena coreografía. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pbwlwX6I/AAAAAAAAB8g/oZc4wwSYPKY/s1600-h/DSC_7866.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403591053535109026 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pbwlwX6I/AAAAAAAAB8g/oZc4wwSYPKY/s320/DSC_7866.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis primitas también me ayudaron a controlar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pcP87jmI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Dce52gBgly0/s1600-h/DSC_7886.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403591061953810018 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pcP87jmI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Dce52gBgly0/s320/DSC_7886.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pcedzd6I/AAAAAAAAB8w/nWE6DBgrGSI/s1600-h/DSC_7889.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403591065849788322 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pcedzd6I/AAAAAAAAB8w/nWE6DBgrGSI/s320/DSC_7889.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como no podía faltar, me uní a la masa (niños descontrolados en el escenario) y actué vandalamente sacando algunos globos que formaban parte de la decoración. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pcjLktQI/AAAAAAAAB84/JmBDIavyWaM/s1600-h/DSC_7917.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403591067115500802 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pcjLktQI/AAAAAAAAB84/JmBDIavyWaM/s320/DSC_7917.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nos llamaron al escenario, yo no necesité la presencia de mamá junto a mi, así que subí solita y me puse en posición para que una vez que arranque la música me ponía a bailar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pc_knDHI/AAAAAAAAB9A/QiiUJ0FOwG0/s1600-h/DSC_7948.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403591074736704626 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pc_knDHI/AAAAAAAAB9A/QiiUJ0FOwG0/s320/DSC_7948.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1sFY4o0GI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/e9ab-QJgN38/s1600-h/DSC_7973.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403593967749615714 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1sFY4o0GI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/e9ab-QJgN38/s320/DSC_7973.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1sFLq9aDI/AAAAAAAAB9I/mdJjIyHICcc/s1600-h/DSC_7970.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403593964202584114 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1sFLq9aDI/AAAAAAAAB9I/mdJjIyHICcc/s320/DSC_7970.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estos son algunos videitos para que vean lo lindo que bailé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-20412ad22926dbcf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D20412ad22926dbcf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F8FD304A5EB8E6705788489C433547DB2384ECE.2E971DE29B7D34656D1D2AFAE1E0BB86B038700D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20412ad22926dbcf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlCTfFAsxM_pUOnEI36YGNwqO2uY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D20412ad22926dbcf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F8FD304A5EB8E6705788489C433547DB2384ECE.2E971DE29B7D34656D1D2AFAE1E0BB86B038700D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20412ad22926dbcf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlCTfFAsxM_pUOnEI36YGNwqO2uY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9acc14c41816b17b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9acc14c41816b17b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13C85B0036383E2416637A4ED478217B5E98CF3E.67BD9EB53915546B2416656E016DB3E85C219061%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9acc14c41816b17b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwEypXm2aVQDQ3xV8Yp5IfYQG1b8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9acc14c41816b17b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13C85B0036383E2416637A4ED478217B5E98CF3E.67BD9EB53915546B2416656E016DB3E85C219061%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9acc14c41816b17b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwEypXm2aVQDQ3xV8Yp5IfYQG1b8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos con los abuelos y mamá después de la fiestita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1sFoOtGbI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/3vKRvNvscac/s1600-h/DSC_7977.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403593971868703154 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1sFoOtGbI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/3vKRvNvscac/s320/DSC_7977.JPG" 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/4284383411465744708-1985979757391134961?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1985979757391134961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1985979757391134961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1985979757391134961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1985979757391134961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-primer-acto-escolar.html' title='Mi primer acto escolar'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sv1pbwlwX6I/AAAAAAAAB8g/oZc4wwSYPKY/s72-c/DSC_7866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-443942353074619947</id><published>2009-10-30T14:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:55:41.218-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unas horas de espera</title><content type='html'>Fueron 8 horas de espera, nos recorrimos todo, paseamos mucho, pero ... fueron 8 horas eternas, nunca terminaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOFbp_rI/AAAAAAAAB74/EgdVy12psNY/s1600-h/P1120678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOFbp_rI/AAAAAAAAB74/EgdVy12psNY/s320/P1120678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398450601751871154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no por eso una va a perder la elegancia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOUPh9LI/AAAAAAAAB8A/rfhnao5jkLE/s1600-h/P1120685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOUPh9LI/AAAAAAAAB8A/rfhnao5jkLE/s320/P1120685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398450605727544498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fin llegó la hora de la cena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOoRv-bI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Y37yYl8nWd8/s1600-h/P1120692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOoRv-bI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Y37yYl8nWd8/s320/P1120692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398450611105561010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con mamá nos comimos una porción re grande de pizza, bueno me parece que la que más coió fuí yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmO2aBdrI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/eAlXqBpcHz0/s1600-h/P1120693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmO2aBdrI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/eAlXqBpcHz0/s320/P1120693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398450614898357938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmPA9o7ZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/EfAN1y74jMs/s1600-h/P1120695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmPA9o7ZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/EfAN1y74jMs/s320/P1120695.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398450617732099474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-443942353074619947?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/443942353074619947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=443942353074619947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/443942353074619947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/443942353074619947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/unas-horas-de-espera.html' title='Unas horas de espera'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusmOFbp_rI/AAAAAAAAB74/EgdVy12psNY/s72-c/P1120678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7399306520924621193</id><published>2009-10-30T14:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:36:57.222-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poniendole onda al viaje</title><content type='html'>El vuelo de Baltimore a Miami no es tan largo, pero igual hay que ponerle onda al viaje. No se porqué nuestro vecino de asiento nos miraba raro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtmaQojI/AAAAAAAAB7o/dJsMU_8-HmU/s1600-h/P1120653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtmaQojI/AAAAAAAAB7o/dJsMU_8-HmU/s320/P1120653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447844645446194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtwTPdtI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Rl7WYGeQtNA/s1600-h/P1120654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtwTPdtI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Rl7WYGeQtNA/s320/P1120654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447847300363986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegamos a Miami!!! miren que lindas playas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtdgEDnI/AAAAAAAAB7g/SVNQ9yA33cE/s1600-h/P1120656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtdgEDnI/AAAAAAAAB7g/SVNQ9yA33cE/s320/P1120656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398447842253868658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7399306520924621193?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7399306520924621193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7399306520924621193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7399306520924621193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7399306520924621193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/poniendole-onda-al-viaje.html' title='Poniendole onda al viaje'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SusjtmaQojI/AAAAAAAAB7o/dJsMU_8-HmU/s72-c/P1120653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7001759238662441244</id><published>2009-10-30T14:04:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:29:19.145-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Llegó el momento del adiós</title><content type='html'>Del tío Lucas nos despedimos antes de que se vaya a trabajar y al Santi lo llevamos a la escuela (hasta la puerta de su salón de clases porque llegamos requete tarde) y ahí nos despedimos con besos y abrazos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después del almuerzo y con un tere preparado, nos subimos al auto y salimos con destino al aeropuerto de Baltimore. Ovbio que unos minutos después el Mati y Yo ya estabamos durmiendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuseqfzpshI/AAAAAAAAB6g/o1gbrotH01Q/s1600-h/P1120630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuseqfzpshI/AAAAAAAAB6g/o1gbrotH01Q/s320/P1120630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398442293775151634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuseqoS33EI/AAAAAAAAB6o/CBWM7dsZMLw/s1600-h/P1120631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuseqoS33EI/AAAAAAAAB6o/CBWM7dsZMLw/s320/P1120631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398442296053587010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acá la tía Tete está payaseando mientras maneja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Suseq-sOMgI/AAAAAAAAB6w/__PdtU3x7qc/s1600-h/P1120632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Suseq-sOMgI/AAAAAAAAB6w/__PdtU3x7qc/s320/P1120632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398442302065488386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegamos al aropuerto despachamos las balijas y nos instalamos en un banco a tomar un rico tere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuserOS7PZI/AAAAAAAAB64/4VXbNQBG-ss/s1600-h/P1120636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuserOS7PZI/AAAAAAAAB64/4VXbNQBG-ss/s320/P1120636.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398442306254355858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tía siempre piensa en todo por eso a parte de llevar el tere trajo para hacer burbujas (bubbles como dice el Mati)así que nos re divertimos con Mati corriendo a las burbujas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SushMtZaM_I/AAAAAAAAB7I/jt9ogF1IlVA/s1600-h/P1120643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SushMtZaM_I/AAAAAAAAB7I/jt9ogF1IlVA/s320/P1120643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398445080561988594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SushNIGJ8II/AAAAAAAAB7Y/82CsUnV2MjY/s1600-h/P1120648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SushNIGJ8II/AAAAAAAAB7Y/82CsUnV2MjY/s320/P1120648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398445087728988290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de un rato de práctiva las burbujas me salían re bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SushMy9W7wI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/DpCDR_y-cHM/s1600-h/P1120649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SushMy9W7wI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/DpCDR_y-cHM/s320/P1120649.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398445082054946562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7001759238662441244?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7001759238662441244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7001759238662441244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7001759238662441244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7001759238662441244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/llego-el-momento-del-adios.html' title='Llegó el momento del adiós'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SuseqfzpshI/AAAAAAAAB6g/o1gbrotH01Q/s72-c/P1120630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5556618035580505676</id><published>2009-10-21T00:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:08:14.997-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amuchadita!!!!</title><content type='html'>Llegó la hora de dormir y la cosa se descontroló un poco. Terminamos todos en la cama encima de la tía Tete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VAZa4OI/AAAAAAAAB6A/eiRW5y9dyyk/s1600-h/P1120622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VAZa4OI/AAAAAAAAB6A/eiRW5y9dyyk/s320/P1120622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883904938893538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VXqnaKI/AAAAAAAAB6I/PMdG_nboQE4/s1600-h/P1120623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VXqnaKI/AAAAAAAAB6I/PMdG_nboQE4/s320/P1120623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883911185033378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VscnglI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RUiKEPzxcMI/s1600-h/P1120624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VscnglI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RUiKEPzxcMI/s320/P1120624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883916763464274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56V2a4xKI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/hYN6IejDYbQ/s1600-h/P1120626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56V2a4xKI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/hYN6IejDYbQ/s320/P1120626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883919440561314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginensé después de toda esta locura irse a dormir... ninguna posibilidad!!! no hay cuento que nos haga dormir, jaja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5556618035580505676?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5556618035580505676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5556618035580505676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5556618035580505676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5556618035580505676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/amuchadita.html' title='Amuchadita!!!!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St56VAZa4OI/AAAAAAAAB6A/eiRW5y9dyyk/s72-c/P1120622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-9019266020920516134</id><published>2009-10-20T23:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:47:18.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Posando con mis padrinos</title><content type='html'>Quiero que conozcan a mis padrinos de bautismo. La tía Tete y el tío Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St53y1RwFlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Lwpf7P_WpoA/s1600-h/P1120611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St53y1RwFlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Lwpf7P_WpoA/s320/P1120611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881118815131218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de unas semanas de convivencia nos convertimos en amiguitos con el tío Lucas. En esta foto el tío me está mimando un poco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St53zgz7-cI/AAAAAAAAB54/z_h-IsYaN-c/s1600-h/P1120616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St53zgz7-cI/AAAAAAAAB54/z_h-IsYaN-c/s320/P1120616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881130501241282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-9019266020920516134?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/9019266020920516134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=9019266020920516134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9019266020920516134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9019266020920516134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/posando-con-mis-padrinos.html' title='Posando con mis padrinos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St53y1RwFlI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Lwpf7P_WpoA/s72-c/P1120611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8571769272548127548</id><published>2009-10-20T23:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:50:23.005-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando con la tía</title><content type='html'>Me encanta jugar con las burbujas y a la tía Tete le salen re bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St51zuA1d3I/AAAAAAAAB5o/MoCKQ4Dh4n8/s1600-h/P1120586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St51zuA1d3I/AAAAAAAAB5o/MoCKQ4Dh4n8/s320/P1120586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394878935021746034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8571769272548127548?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8571769272548127548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8571769272548127548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8571769272548127548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8571769272548127548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/jugando-con-la-tia.html' title='Jugando con la tía'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St51zuA1d3I/AAAAAAAAB5o/MoCKQ4Dh4n8/s72-c/P1120586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5928812108554072300</id><published>2009-10-20T14:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:54:00.695-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Baño de espuma</title><content type='html'>Con el Mati nos tomamos un baño de espuma, no porque la tía Tete lo haya preparado así, sino que el Mati volcó shampoo en la bañera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34vdjEzmI/AAAAAAAAB5g/Mre4AsnmLec/s1600-h/P1120604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394741422929006178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34vdjEzmI/AAAAAAAAB5g/Mre4AsnmLec/s320/P1120604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34u9XlmQI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/kB9uENVX8mk/s1600-h/P1120601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394741414290888962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34u9XlmQI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/kB9uENVX8mk/s320/P1120601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nos bañamos no somos los únicos que no divertimos jugando con el agua y los juguetes; la tía se divierte haciendonos peinados raros a nosotros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mi me toco el peinado de Astro Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34uMXzbuI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/cELFkcB_5V4/s1600-h/P1120594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394741401138458338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34uMXzbuI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/cELFkcB_5V4/s320/P1120594.JPG" 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/4284383411465744708-5928812108554072300?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5928812108554072300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5928812108554072300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5928812108554072300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5928812108554072300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/bano-de-espuma.html' title='Baño de espuma'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St34vdjEzmI/AAAAAAAAB5g/Mre4AsnmLec/s72-c/P1120604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2629159606471706601</id><published>2009-10-20T14:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:46:54.817-03:00</updated><title type='text'>extra! extra! "The Santi Times"</title><content type='html'>El Santi en el colegio hizo un diario, que esta buenisimo!!! &lt;br /&gt;Como ni mamá ni yo sabemos ingles el nos contó lo que había escrito en cada una de las secciones del diario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32sLoXiXI/AAAAAAAAB5I/z2B03Oi8SJM/s1600-h/P1120575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32sLoXiXI/AAAAAAAAB5I/z2B03Oi8SJM/s320/P1120575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394739167556503922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32rJ_u6bI/AAAAAAAAB44/MJvsAQGBx7c/s1600-h/P1120576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32rJ_u6bI/AAAAAAAAB44/MJvsAQGBx7c/s320/P1120576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394739149937764786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas son las que mas nos gustaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32p4WNPXI/AAAAAAAAB4o/LHvV2PgmuxE/s1600-h/P1120563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32p4WNPXI/AAAAAAAAB4o/LHvV2PgmuxE/s320/P1120563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394739128020319602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32qWJYSVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/sP71mCZh9-E/s1600-h/P1120562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32qWJYSVI/AAAAAAAAB4w/sP71mCZh9-E/s320/P1120562.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394739136019581266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá quería sacarle una foto solo al Santi, pero Mati cuando ve una camára enseguida se pone en pose, asi que después de unas peleas entre los hermanitos salieron juntitos en una, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32rYAtaOI/AAAAAAAAB5A/OA5cHL_MCUk/s1600-h/P1120574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32rYAtaOI/AAAAAAAAB5A/OA5cHL_MCUk/s320/P1120574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394739153699956962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2629159606471706601?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2629159606471706601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2629159606471706601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2629159606471706601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2629159606471706601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/extra-extra-santi-times.html' title='extra! extra! &quot;The Santi Times&quot;'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St32sLoXiXI/AAAAAAAAB5I/z2B03Oi8SJM/s72-c/P1120575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-3167552747835299541</id><published>2009-10-20T14:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:34:54.408-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando con los trompos</title><content type='html'>La verdad todavía no se muy bien en que consistía este juego y eso de que el Santi me explicaba y me enseñaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St30j31YMOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/E5W9UrfZGcs/s1600-h/P1120568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St30j31YMOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/E5W9UrfZGcs/s320/P1120568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394736825780154594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mi lo mas divertido era ver los trompitos como daban vueltas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St30kRuPQsI/AAAAAAAAB4g/Vz0xqIdm5kE/s1600-h/P1120569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St30kRuPQsI/AAAAAAAAB4g/Vz0xqIdm5kE/s320/P1120569.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394736832729531074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-3167552747835299541?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/3167552747835299541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=3167552747835299541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3167552747835299541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/3167552747835299541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/jugando-con-los-trompos.html' title='Jugando con los trompos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St30j31YMOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/E5W9UrfZGcs/s72-c/P1120568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8634500679090294211</id><published>2009-10-20T14:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:31:05.514-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que estas leyendo???</title><content type='html'>Imposible de evitar es la gran curiosidad que tengo por todo, por eso no me iba a quedar con las ganas de saber que estaba leyendo el tío Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3ymazG5HI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/LqMJ5GiTuW8/s1600-h/P1120561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3ymazG5HI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/LqMJ5GiTuW8/s320/P1120561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394734670502356082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8634500679090294211?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8634500679090294211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8634500679090294211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8634500679090294211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8634500679090294211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-estas-leyendo.html' title='Que estas leyendo???'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3ymazG5HI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/LqMJ5GiTuW8/s72-c/P1120561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7090985934770364122</id><published>2009-10-20T14:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:22:45.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Merienda entre primos</title><content type='html'>Cuando volvía el Santi de la escuela nos ibamos al play room a ver dibujitos y a merendar todos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3xuucVQ8I/AAAAAAAAB4I/YT6y15YQa5g/s1600-h/P1120555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3xuucVQ8I/AAAAAAAAB4I/YT6y15YQa5g/s320/P1120555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394733713702863810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7090985934770364122?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7090985934770364122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7090985934770364122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7090985934770364122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7090985934770364122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/merienda-entre-primos.html' title='Merienda entre primos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3xuucVQ8I/AAAAAAAAB4I/YT6y15YQa5g/s72-c/P1120555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4126911459311176833</id><published>2009-10-20T14:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:19:30.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet dreams</title><content type='html'>Esto si que es vida!!! &lt;br /&gt;No saben lo bien que se duerme en una cama así de grande.&lt;br /&gt;Lástima que después mamá venía y me corría contra la pared que estaba protegida con un acolchado para que en mis vueltas no me golpee la cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3v8_aGh5I/AAAAAAAAB4A/Va9kC7NhGI4/s1600-h/P1120553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3v8_aGh5I/AAAAAAAAB4A/Va9kC7NhGI4/s320/P1120553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394731759751825298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los pobres peluches paraban en un rincón, no se porqué mamá los ponía ahí, si la cama es grande y entrabamos todos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4126911459311176833?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4126911459311176833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4126911459311176833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4126911459311176833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4126911459311176833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet dreams'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3v8_aGh5I/AAAAAAAAB4A/Va9kC7NhGI4/s72-c/P1120553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8499503043939893860</id><published>2009-10-20T00:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T14:11:19.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Super heroes en el parque</title><content type='html'>Con el Mati nos fuimos con nuestras máscaras para no ser reconocidos en el parque. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vdVqwcHI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j6A0JdtdZW8/s1600-h/P1120529.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520109738913906 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vdVqwcHI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j6A0JdtdZW8/s320/P1120529.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendí a subir sola la escalera del tobogán de los chicos grandes, el de los mas chiquitos es pan comido. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0veVLd_4I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/6VDMxU1uHTE/s1600-h/P1120538.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520126787551106 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0veVLd_4I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/6VDMxU1uHTE/s320/P1120538.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por supuesto que el tobogán más alto ya lo tengo dominado y no me da miedo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0ve76DnlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/2pHHUONP7aY/s1600-h/P1120539.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520137183501906 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0ve76DnlI/AAAAAAAAB3g/2pHHUONP7aY/s320/P1120539.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se nota??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vfbBr7mI/AAAAAAAAB3o/bbZBjhmP0Y4/s1600-h/P1120541.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520145537003106 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vfbBr7mI/AAAAAAAAB3o/bbZBjhmP0Y4/s320/P1120541.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Santi esta muy conciente de que es el primo mayor y que nos tiene que cuidar a todos, siempre me está cuidando de que no me pase nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vd1_Z0hI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ifwFBixU-k8/s1600-h/P1120537.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520118415446546 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vd1_Z0hI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/ifwFBixU-k8/s320/P1120537.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Santi esta hecho todo un monito en el trepador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74f7ea586c753fb7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74f7ea586c753fb7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1691D723C771B39ECD002495C03B42C7F18C0F45.1E5BB95812CF021971EFE210D94066F66B5896B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74f7ea586c753fb7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDZxgiQ5oWEdLokJ99bhAnQWhJiU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74f7ea586c753fb7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1691D723C771B39ECD002495C03B42C7F18C0F45.1E5BB95812CF021971EFE210D94066F66B5896B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74f7ea586c753fb7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDZxgiQ5oWEdLokJ99bhAnQWhJiU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto de la patota del parque, por supuesto con el teré en mano pese a que ese día hacía un poquito de frío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3uIVXPNdI/AAAAAAAAB3w/zrdowlS3dHU/s1600-h/P1120548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3uIVXPNdI/AAAAAAAAB3w/zrdowlS3dHU/s320/P1120548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394729755600696786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto la sacó mi primo Santi. Sacó otras más, donde mamá y la tía estaban payaseando, pero esas mamá las censuró, no se porqué.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3uI45Hh6I/AAAAAAAAB34/WVdZO96mT1s/s1600-h/P1120552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St3uI45Hh6I/AAAAAAAAB34/WVdZO96mT1s/s320/P1120552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394729765138040738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8499503043939893860?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8499503043939893860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8499503043939893860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8499503043939893860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8499503043939893860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-heroes-en-el-parque.html' title='Super heroes en el parque'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0vdVqwcHI/AAAAAAAAB3I/j6A0JdtdZW8/s72-c/P1120529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-8133645461179073113</id><published>2009-10-20T00:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:21:32.024-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider girl</title><content type='html'>Por fin la tía encontró un disfráz que me quedaba mas o menos bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sDJCwpWI/AAAAAAAAB24/pWztTzHg4O8/s1600-h/P1120523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sDJCwpWI/AAAAAAAAB24/pWztTzHg4O8/s320/P1120523.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394516361138447714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovechando que el tío Lucas estaba en casa nos sacamos una foto con él.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sC1CKJDI/AAAAAAAAB2w/iCvuwbeYiSw/s1600-h/P1120522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sC1CKJDI/AAAAAAAAB2w/iCvuwbeYiSw/s320/P1120522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394516355767215154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tía Tete es re divertida, siempre se engancha a jugar con nosotros y a veces yo creo que ella se divierte mas que nosotros, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sDsxY5mI/AAAAAAAAB3A/iNhbxhvpbTA/s1600-h/P1120524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sDsxY5mI/AAAAAAAAB3A/iNhbxhvpbTA/s320/P1120524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394516370729264738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-8133645461179073113?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/8133645461179073113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=8133645461179073113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8133645461179073113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/8133645461179073113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/spider-girl.html' title='Spider girl'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0sDJCwpWI/AAAAAAAAB24/pWztTzHg4O8/s72-c/P1120523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-2315662881893785734</id><published>2009-10-19T23:30:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:56:02.018-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Típica feria Yanqui</title><content type='html'>Con la tía y mis primos fuimos a una feria que se hacía en el condado de Maryland. Una típica feria Yanqui, con muchos juegos donde si ganas te dan un mega peluche, comida con unos cuantos litros de aceite de la fritura, un escenario con cantantes ao vivo y hasta un bingo.&lt;br /&gt;La tía nos compró unas pulseritas que nos permitían subir a todos los juegos la cantidad de veces que quisiéramos, así que apenas llegamos yo sin problemas me subí a un juego con la hija de una amiga de la tía, ya que el Mati no quería subir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i8cIVMoI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/rPr_XpYR-2c/s1600-h/p1120460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i8cIVMoI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/rPr_XpYR-2c/s320/p1120460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394506350398354050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de meditar Mati se subió conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i88EILOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nA-E59qlRuI/s1600-h/p1120469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i88EILOI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nA-E59qlRuI/s320/p1120469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394506358970658018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i9TX3ejI/AAAAAAAAB1o/eVG6fN7xbig/s1600-h/p1120470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i9TX3ejI/AAAAAAAAB1o/eVG6fN7xbig/s320/p1120470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394506365227465266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i9mHAdPI/AAAAAAAAB1w/-wdK9JWiYDI/s1600-h/p1120476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i9mHAdPI/AAAAAAAAB1w/-wdK9JWiYDI/s320/p1120476.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394506370257024242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i-JmOPHI/AAAAAAAAB14/YkWKzpWB-Ds/s1600-h/p1120482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i-JmOPHI/AAAAAAAAB14/YkWKzpWB-Ds/s320/p1120482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394506379783191666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oDqydoxI/AAAAAAAAB2A/G_l2aFhZke0/s1600-h/p1120488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oDqydoxI/AAAAAAAAB2A/G_l2aFhZke0/s320/p1120488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394511972150387474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hice valer la pulserita, me subí 5 veces a un carro tirado por un caballo, 1 vez al cocodrilo - calesita - moto - vuelta al mundo, 2 veces al jet esquí y una vez entré con mamá a la casa de los espejos donde después nos tiramos por un tobogán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oE2t6MrI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/sMCYKtKEo_w/s1600-h/p1120500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oE2t6MrI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/sMCYKtKEo_w/s320/p1120500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394511992532382386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis primos payaseando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oEJ-OqdI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Ul-eDDVYaGU/s1600-h/p1120496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oEJ-OqdI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Ul-eDDVYaGU/s320/p1120496.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394511980521236946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Mati a bordo del jet esquí, se creía Obama saludando al pueblo, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oFze5FlI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/lMDpFAD2YkY/s1600-h/p1120503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oFze5FlI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/lMDpFAD2YkY/s320/p1120503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394512008843957842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada mejor que una buena chocolatada para recuperar energías despues de tantos juegos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oG7TFxAI/AAAAAAAAB2g/g7gDr2r_Vh0/s1600-h/p1120507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oG7TFxAI/AAAAAAAAB2g/g7gDr2r_Vh0/s320/p1120507.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394512028121809922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando salimos de la feria nos fuimos a la casa de Carolina Nap que festejaba sus 40 añitos. Para las 19:30hs yo ya estaba dormida del cansancio que tenía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oW4s07eI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-WBht2xge1U/s1600-h/p1120520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0oW4s07eI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-WBht2xge1U/s320/p1120520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394512302302359010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-2315662881893785734?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/2315662881893785734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=2315662881893785734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2315662881893785734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/2315662881893785734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/tipica-feria-yanqui.html' title='Típica feria Yanqui'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0i8cIVMoI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/rPr_XpYR-2c/s72-c/p1120460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1677208417703463644</id><published>2009-10-19T22:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:30:12.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Todos a los juegos!!!</title><content type='html'>Las vecinas del Santi lo vinieron a visitar y justo nosotros nos estabamos yendo a los juegos, asi que se nos sumaron y nos fuimos todos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eOmqBzhI/AAAAAAAAB0w/_2AyKQNYYzI/s1600-h/p1120437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eOmqBzhI/AAAAAAAAB0w/_2AyKQNYYzI/s320/p1120437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394501164903550482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ningún tipo de problema yo me paseaba para todos lados de la mano de la nena con la que iba a todos los juegos del parquecito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0ePGF9lGI/AAAAAAAAB04/blBteWkwvXY/s1600-h/p1120438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0ePGF9lGI/AAAAAAAAB04/blBteWkwvXY/s320/p1120438.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394501173342213218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es la amiga del Santi con la que a mi primo le encanta jugar y conversar. La otra es la hermana mas chica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0ePjWrbeI/AAAAAAAAB1A/UoDBx7vQp4M/s1600-h/p1120443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0ePjWrbeI/AAAAAAAAB1A/UoDBx7vQp4M/s320/p1120443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394501181196955106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tía me cuidaba mucho cuando decidía montar a la ardilla, no vaya a ser que esta se moleste y decida tirarme al suelo. &lt;br /&gt;Bicho violento la ardilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eQJ6Q71I/AAAAAAAAB1I/mJo6cr8sZUM/s1600-h/p1120452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eQJ6Q71I/AAAAAAAAB1I/mJo6cr8sZUM/s320/p1120452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394501191546761042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de unas horas en los juegos volvimos muertos, asi que mientras esperabamos a que este la cena nos fuimos todos a ver una peli.&lt;br /&gt;Como podrán ver yo estoy instaladísima viendo la peli, como si entendiera algo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eQrcszFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/kZnjmqj9n-0/s1600-h/p1120456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eQrcszFI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/kZnjmqj9n-0/s320/p1120456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394501200549563474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1677208417703463644?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1677208417703463644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1677208417703463644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1677208417703463644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1677208417703463644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/todos-los-juegos.html' title='Todos a los juegos!!!'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/St0eOmqBzhI/AAAAAAAAB0w/_2AyKQNYYzI/s72-c/p1120437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-567386396380834654</id><published>2009-10-19T03:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:13:35.235-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Payaseando con mis primos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC5fwJpEI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/eZY1lcdEaX8/s1600-h/p1120432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC5fwJpEI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/eZY1lcdEaX8/s320/p1120432.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394189640482268226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi primo Santi tiene muchisima fuerza!!!Me alza re-alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC57JPUQI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Wy84D1PSAZk/s1600-h/p1120433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC57JPUQI/AAAAAAAAB0g/Wy84D1PSAZk/s320/p1120433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394189647835255042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá y el Santi haciendo propaganda de pasta dental, puro dientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC6XMab_I/AAAAAAAAB0o/2blU5GcQPlY/s1600-h/p1120428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC6XMab_I/AAAAAAAAB0o/2blU5GcQPlY/s320/p1120428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394189655364759538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-567386396380834654?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/567386396380834654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=567386396380834654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/567386396380834654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/567386396380834654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/payaseando-con-mis-primos.html' title='Payaseando con mis primos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwC5fwJpEI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/eZY1lcdEaX8/s72-c/p1120432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-6609713023098931583</id><published>2009-10-19T02:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:03:54.695-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando en patota</title><content type='html'>Una actividad entretenida es jugar con la masa. Hasta el Santi y mamá se engancharon para jugar con nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwA0lAZNcI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/heJQ8BADFFw/s1600-h/100_3591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwA0lAZNcI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/heJQ8BADFFw/s320/100_3591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394187356969973186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a47e141bad7d2f69" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da47e141bad7d2f69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1DE436FA4467DD9A936706DEEDEBDB6B498D89A1.3BA34499C6AEE8EDA5B1476A86CC4BF775A75545%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da47e141bad7d2f69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWMxJ4mOp5DxQQ96jpkTdQxFzz7s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da47e141bad7d2f69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331313963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1DE436FA4467DD9A936706DEEDEBDB6B498D89A1.3BA34499C6AEE8EDA5B1476A86CC4BF775A75545%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da47e141bad7d2f69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWMxJ4mOp5DxQQ96jpkTdQxFzz7s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6609713023098931583?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6609713023098931583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6609713023098931583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6609713023098931583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6609713023098931583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/jugando-en-patota.html' title='Jugando en patota'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StwA0lAZNcI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/heJQ8BADFFw/s72-c/100_3591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-147336331731496924</id><published>2009-10-19T00:57:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T02:14:02.164-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitando Washington con Indiana Jones</title><content type='html'>Con el tío Lucas, Mati y mamá nos fuimos de paseo a Washington a conocer el Capitolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvlvJp7vKI/AAAAAAAABzY/E9WswnKmFyQ/s1600-h/p1120389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvlvJp7vKI/AAAAAAAABzY/E9WswnKmFyQ/s320/p1120389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394157576914713762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvluX8yx6I/AAAAAAAABzI/0sh2yHH4_ks/s1600-h/p1120383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvluX8yx6I/AAAAAAAABzI/0sh2yHH4_ks/s320/p1120383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394157563572045730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque ustedes no lo crean esta sombra no es de Indiana Jones, sino del tío Lucas que tenia puesto un sombrero muy parecido al de Indi. No se porqué, pero la gente nos miraba un poco, será que ellos pensaban que era Indi y no se animaban a pedirle un autógrafo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvlu4iYxdI/AAAAAAAABzQ/DdFND4wqZAQ/s1600-h/p1120387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvlu4iYxdI/AAAAAAAABzQ/DdFND4wqZAQ/s320/p1120387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394157572319659474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuimos al museo aeroespacial, donde el tío Lucas después de esto quedó agotado de tanto perseguirnos, alzarnos y hacernos saltar al Mati y  mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvlvoo96wI/AAAAAAAABzg/lnPhIeLNalQ/s1600-h/p1120392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvlvoo96wI/AAAAAAAABzg/lnPhIeLNalQ/s320/p1120392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394157585232161538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvqGKsGIfI/AAAAAAAABz4/YdmisQqqiKg/s1600-h/p1120400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvqGKsGIfI/AAAAAAAABz4/YdmisQqqiKg/s320/p1120400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162370375721458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tío me compró un super helado que comí con tantas ganas y entusiasmo, que una señora pidió permiso para sacarme una foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvqFj6r5ZI/AAAAAAAABzw/Szat1Bmy4I0/s1600-h/100_3598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvqFj6r5ZI/AAAAAAAABzw/Szat1Bmy4I0/s320/100_3598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162359967933842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvqyy4IzRI/AAAAAAAAB0I/LbWPJfSDcBs/s1600-h/100_3599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvqyy4IzRI/AAAAAAAAB0I/LbWPJfSDcBs/s320/100_3599.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394163137077890322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me parece que en esta foto nuestras caras nos delatan, porque alguna macana estábamos por hacer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvlwBVy5jI/AAAAAAAABzo/HtGDE3YN6xI/s1600-h/p1120394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvlwBVy5jI/AAAAAAAABzo/HtGDE3YN6xI/s320/p1120394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394157591862634034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora ya saben lo que hacíamos con Mati, jugábamos con el cartel de piso mojado y lo cambiábamos de lugar, después venía una chica y lo ponía de nuevo en su lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvqGt36dlI/AAAAAAAAB0A/jYwsV1tINiI/s1600-h/p1120395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvqGt36dlI/AAAAAAAAB0A/jYwsV1tINiI/s320/p1120395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162379820529234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-147336331731496924?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/147336331731496924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=147336331731496924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/147336331731496924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/147336331731496924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/visitando-washington-con-idiana-jones.html' title='Visitando Washington con Indiana Jones'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvlvJp7vKI/AAAAAAAABzY/E9WswnKmFyQ/s72-c/p1120389.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4528284884307654013</id><published>2009-10-19T00:47:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T02:08:50.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando a los Power Rangers</title><content type='html'>La casa de la tía no tiene juguetes para nenas, asi que yo sin ningún tipo de problema jugaba con los juguetes de mis primos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvilepuY7I/AAAAAAAABy4/6DEJTnYYEog/s1600-h/100_3592.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394154112217408434 style="DISPLAY: block; 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Mati lo atacaba con los peluches y yo me tiraba encima de el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvfpZGuaLI/AAAAAAAAByg/LtP9KJ9I1TE/s1600-h/p1120356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvfpZGuaLI/AAAAAAAAByg/LtP9KJ9I1TE/s320/p1120356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394150880913025202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvfqfJDthI/AAAAAAAAByw/ySj1CVG0S1w/s1600-h/p1120357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvfqfJDthI/AAAAAAAAByw/ySj1CVG0S1w/s320/p1120357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394150899713291794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvfp576siI/AAAAAAAAByo/KVGiMvCXtF4/s1600-h/p1120358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvfp576siI/AAAAAAAAByo/KVGiMvCXtF4/s320/p1120358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394150889726063138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginense después lo que tuvieron que luchar la tía y mamá para que con lo enloquecidos que estábamos nos fueramos a dormir, jaja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4158879058717320475?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4158879058717320475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4158879058717320475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4158879058717320475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4158879058717320475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/antes-de-dormir.html' title='Antes de dormir'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvfowqZZYI/AAAAAAAAByY/ajMw5mifDVw/s72-c/p1120354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1140479825828936370</id><published>2009-10-19T00:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:34:23.438-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En el parque</title><content type='html'>Aunque ustedes no lo crean soy YO, no un pececito en una pecera, jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvcceuGr-I/AAAAAAAABxw/o4_juaLke3E/s1600-h/p1120323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvcceuGr-I/AAAAAAAABxw/o4_juaLke3E/s320/p1120323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394147360547188706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con mi primo Mati nos subimos al sube y baja, pero la tía Tete no pudo resistir a la tentación y también se subió.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvceEugoMI/AAAAAAAAByQ/wuRbrUB6xOs/s1600-h/p1120341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvceEugoMI/AAAAAAAAByQ/wuRbrUB6xOs/s320/p1120341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394147387929305282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de correr por todos lados persiguiendo al Mati me tome unos minutitos de descanso con la tía ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvcdrCACkI/AAAAAAAAByI/LaVtBjATDO0/s1600-h/p1120337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvcdrCACkI/AAAAAAAAByI/LaVtBjATDO0/s320/p1120337.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394147381031733826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... un buen tere que no puede faltar en nuestras salidas y después a jugar de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvccjh_N7I/AAAAAAAABx4/bnrl2LisMJQ/s1600-h/p1120325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Stvccjh_N7I/AAAAAAAABx4/bnrl2LisMJQ/s320/p1120325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394147361838544818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/StvcdIXHAZI/AAAAAAAAByA/V01Ug9YHA0s/s1600-h/p1120328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SspRELj_iPI/AAAAAAAABxg/eQ6IS48nfB0/s320/DSC_6386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389209036367300850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y terminó como body-painting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SspREkQfERI/AAAAAAAABxo/ytfg96B-sgE/s1600-h/DSC_6424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SspREkQfERI/AAAAAAAABxo/ytfg96B-sgE/s320/DSC_6424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389209042996367634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6280369923879511508?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6280369923879511508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6280369923879511508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6280369923879511508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6280369923879511508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/empezo-como-pintura.html' title='Empezó como pintura...'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SspRELj_iPI/AAAAAAAABxg/eQ6IS48nfB0/s72-c/DSC_6386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5758239985289084741</id><published>2009-10-03T00:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:29:38.723-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirando una peli con mis primos</title><content type='html'>Para ver una peli no hay nada mas lindo que ponerse cómoda y que te den caricias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbDMmwTm4I/AAAAAAAABxQ/_WonJDN1QfE/s1600-h/p1120299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbDMmwTm4I/AAAAAAAABxQ/_WonJDN1QfE/s320/p1120299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388208625524382594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el Mati por fín dejó de saltar en el sofá empecé yo a dar vueltas, y por más de que lo trepaba al Santi, él me tenía mucha paciencia y no me decía nada. Por  supuesto que no perdió en ningún momento la concentración.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbDNDxDayI/AAAAAAAABxY/OzfkreGw1TY/s1600-h/p1120302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbDNDxDayI/AAAAAAAABxY/OzfkreGw1TY/s320/p1120302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388208633312144162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5758239985289084741?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5758239985289084741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5758239985289084741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5758239985289084741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5758239985289084741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/mirando-una-peli-con-mis-primos.html' title='Mirando una peli con mis primos'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbDMmwTm4I/AAAAAAAABxQ/_WonJDN1QfE/s72-c/p1120299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-1299637479416598288</id><published>2009-10-02T23:44:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:17:50.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En el zoo (2da parte)</title><content type='html'>Despues de ver el video me quedé con algunas inquietudes, por eso primero recurrí al microscopio ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8pfDwizI/AAAAAAAABv4/Q_W52rIA6ow/s1600-h/p1120253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8pfDwizI/AAAAAAAABv4/Q_W52rIA6ow/s320/p1120253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201425093298994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... y después busqué información en la compu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8p0biUfI/AAAAAAAABwA/kMkb2k7FJmw/s1600-h/p1120255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8p0biUfI/AAAAAAAABwA/kMkb2k7FJmw/s320/p1120255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201430830174706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8qUpvBII/AAAAAAAABwI/T4hxJV5sYtk/s1600-h/100_3573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8qUpvBII/AAAAAAAABwI/T4hxJV5sYtk/s320/100_3573.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201439479661698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a que cada tanto habían regadores no nos morimos de calor, lo que sí una vez que nos metíamos bajo el agua con el Mati después mamá y la tía estaban como tres horas para sacarnos de ahí y continuar con el recorrido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_D7G4c1I/AAAAAAAABwg/iI5e37fJZ8k/s1600-h/p1120270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_D7G4c1I/AAAAAAAABwg/iI5e37fJZ8k/s320/p1120270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388204078322447186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8rSW9-LI/AAAAAAAABwY/8wM7fMJWjC0/s1600-h/100_3582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8rSW9-LI/AAAAAAAABwY/8wM7fMJWjC0/s320/100_3582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201456043948210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_EajGx2I/AAAAAAAABwo/pzKuPLLlPVY/s1600-h/p1120273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_EajGx2I/AAAAAAAABwo/pzKuPLLlPVY/s320/p1120273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388204086762325858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sólo me mojaba en los regadores, sino que también cuando tomaba agua del bebedero, porque el que comandaba el agua era el Santi y me agarraba distraída, así que el chorro de agua terminaba en mi cara y no en mi boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8qy-ic2I/AAAAAAAABwQ/VarEEvJENXg/s1600-h/100_3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8qy-ic2I/AAAAAAAABwQ/VarEEvJENXg/s320/100_3575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201447619982178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo bueno de ir en patota al zoo es que si alguien se cansa de empujar el cochecito enseguida aparece otro que lo quiera hacer. Mi primo Santi siempre estaba dispuesto a pasearme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_E4PKHtI/AAAAAAAABww/vLABGIJJNJc/s1600-h/p1120280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_E4PKHtI/AAAAAAAABww/vLABGIJJNJc/s320/p1120280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388204094731722450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada mejor que un buen helado y eso que la consigna de mamá era que encontremos a los pandas que tanta propaganda había por todo el zoo, pero ni siquiera vimos una foto de los pandas en su jaula. Igual todos tomamos un rico helado y como yo ya soy grande me prendí a mi conito y no lo largué hasta que se terminó el helado. Por supuesto mamá gastó como 100 servilletas de papel para poder limpiarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_FhEt8rI/AAAAAAAABxA/7Zq9zJFRgsI/s1600-h/p1120293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_FhEt8rI/AAAAAAAABxA/7Zq9zJFRgsI/s320/p1120293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388204105693786802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_FLB287I/AAAAAAAABw4/3awolpeB1cY/s1600-h/p1120291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa_FLB287I/AAAAAAAABw4/3awolpeB1cY/s320/p1120291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388204099776213938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de estar 5 horas recorriendo el zoo nos subimos al auto y 100 metros después estábamos todos dormidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbAYKRrnTI/AAAAAAAABxI/vGBcLa_1P78/s1600-h/p1120297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SsbAYKRrnTI/AAAAAAAABxI/vGBcLa_1P78/s320/p1120297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388205525503286578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-1299637479416598288?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/1299637479416598288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=1299637479416598288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1299637479416598288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/1299637479416598288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/10/en-el-zoo-2da-parte.html' title='En el zoo (2da parte)'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Ssa8pfDwizI/AAAAAAAABv4/Q_W52rIA6ow/s72-c/p1120253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7128195045364105518</id><published>2009-09-03T00:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:05:33.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En el zoo (1ra parte)</title><content type='html'>Nuestra expedición se inició a las 11hs. Todos listos para salir, como siempre con bronceador y gorrito. En el auto íbamos un poco apinados, sobre todo el Santi que le tocó ir en el medio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xiodriI/AAAAAAAABuo/RUgC9ayAwgM/s1600-h/p1120219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xiodriI/AAAAAAAABuo/RUgC9ayAwgM/s320/p1120219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377086600446324258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xDTUeQI/AAAAAAAABug/NJSIphBi6X0/s1600-h/p1120218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xDTUeQI/AAAAAAAABug/NJSIphBi6X0/s320/p1120218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377086592036141314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo primero que vimos fueron los animales de la granja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xxQRw6I/AAAAAAAABuw/k6PdXdzUUA4/s1600-h/p1120224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xxQRw6I/AAAAAAAABuw/k6PdXdzUUA4/s320/p1120224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377086604371411874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no toqué a la vaca igual me quise lavar las manos, soy una chica muy limpita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_yYIFPnI/AAAAAAAABu4/euG1HXGbPZk/s1600-h/p1120226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_yYIFPnI/AAAAAAAABu4/euG1HXGbPZk/s320/p1120226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377086614806019698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_zGB1rHI/AAAAAAAABvE/ciXqO7EOmPQ/s1600-h/p1120227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_zGB1rHI/AAAAAAAABvE/ciXqO7EOmPQ/s320/p1120227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377086627127864434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recorrimos un museo con animales y cosas del Amazonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BkWo0WII/AAAAAAAABvQ/WNl4sV7S-KQ/s1600-h/p1120229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BkWo0WII/AAAAAAAABvQ/WNl4sV7S-KQ/s320/p1120229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088572911540354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las manta rayas son impresionantes sobre todo cuando se acercaban al vidrio y se les veía la boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BkggJISI/AAAAAAAABvY/xouVHxKKzMI/s1600-h/p1120234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BkggJISI/AAAAAAAABvY/xouVHxKKzMI/s320/p1120234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088575559508258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9Bk7UyYDI/AAAAAAAABvg/cffJ4YjC2_I/s1600-h/p1120235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9Bk7UyYDI/AAAAAAAABvg/cffJ4YjC2_I/s320/p1120235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088582759637042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BlTomoOI/AAAAAAAABvo/2W0k6Lfn-_w/s1600-h/p1120239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BlTomoOI/AAAAAAAABvo/2W0k6Lfn-_w/s320/p1120239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088589285204194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para terminar el recorrido en este museo, descansamos mirando un video sobre ecología, muy interesante por cierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BlvWYRbI/AAAAAAAABvw/PQ7kw5Gy39E/s1600-h/p1120246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp9BlvWYRbI/AAAAAAAABvw/PQ7kw5Gy39E/s320/p1120246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377088596724958642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7128195045364105518?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7128195045364105518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7128195045364105518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7128195045364105518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7128195045364105518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/en-el-zoo-1ra-parte.html' title='En el zoo (1ra parte)'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8_xiodriI/AAAAAAAABuo/RUgC9ayAwgM/s72-c/p1120219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-7530447631787118588</id><published>2009-09-03T00:55:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:06:22.159-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendiendo cosas nuevas</title><content type='html'>Quién dijo que las cosas que uno aprende siempre con buenas??? Hay cosas que no serán buenas, pero sí que son divertidas, jaja. Papá no te preocupes que de esta maniobra extraña salí ilesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-lrbTofI/AAAAAAAABuI/c0vJ5EG2IFQ/s1600-h/p1120211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-lrbTofI/AAAAAAAABuI/c0vJ5EG2IFQ/s320/p1120211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085297137000946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-l9IbUPI/AAAAAAAABuQ/nLSdFU0FQqY/s1600-h/p1120212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-l9IbUPI/AAAAAAAABuQ/nLSdFU0FQqY/s320/p1120212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085301889650930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-mZ21WzI/AAAAAAAABuY/TBJi1E-nJpo/s1600-h/p1120213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-mZ21WzI/AAAAAAAABuY/TBJi1E-nJpo/s320/p1120213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377085309600488242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-7530447631787118588?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/7530447631787118588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=7530447631787118588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7530447631787118588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/7530447631787118588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/aprendiendo-cosas-nuevas.html' title='Aprendiendo cosas nuevas'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8-lrbTofI/AAAAAAAABuI/c0vJ5EG2IFQ/s72-c/p1120211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-6307931228674891616</id><published>2009-09-03T00:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:06:55.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En la biblioteca</title><content type='html'>Fuimos a la biblioteca y mientras la tía buscaba libritos para llevar, yo me entretenía jugando un poco. Claro que tambien miré libritos y elegí unos para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp891ipuFyI/AAAAAAAABuA/81XibcDb7MI/s1600-h/p1120206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp891ipuFyI/AAAAAAAABuA/81XibcDb7MI/s320/p1120206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377084470147815202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp891ED4hJI/AAAAAAAABt4/zxm_ytN8hs8/s1600-h/p1120205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp891ED4hJI/AAAAAAAABt4/zxm_ytN8hs8/s320/p1120205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377084461936051346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8909t88iI/AAAAAAAABtw/kNj4f1UlsOY/s1600-h/p1120204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8909t88iI/AAAAAAAABtw/kNj4f1UlsOY/s320/p1120204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377084460233454114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-6307931228674891616?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/6307931228674891616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=6307931228674891616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6307931228674891616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/6307931228674891616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/en-la-biblioteca.html' title='En la biblioteca'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp891ipuFyI/AAAAAAAABuA/81XibcDb7MI/s72-c/p1120206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4010775923408080026</id><published>2009-09-03T00:48:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:07:25.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conociendo el barrio</title><content type='html'>A bordo de nuestros super vehículos, después de colocarnos bronceador, gorrito y repelente para los mosquitos, salimos a dar una vuelta por el barrio. Por supuesto antes de partir nos tomamos un rico tere para aguantar toda la vuelta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp888jYCGZI/AAAAAAAABtY/hddr1ZvLdHA/s1600-h/p1120198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp888jYCGZI/AAAAAAAABtY/hddr1ZvLdHA/s320/p1120198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377083491089521042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp889GpmxVI/AAAAAAAABtg/FZb5BItRJWs/s1600-h/p1120199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp889GpmxVI/AAAAAAAABtg/FZb5BItRJWs/s320/p1120199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377083500558468434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp889XmTTDI/AAAAAAAABto/vL5n91x1qT4/s1600-h/p1120200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp889XmTTDI/AAAAAAAABto/vL5n91x1qT4/s320/p1120200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377083505108012082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4010775923408080026?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4010775923408080026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4010775923408080026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4010775923408080026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4010775923408080026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/conociendo-el-barrio.html' title='Conociendo el barrio'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp888jYCGZI/AAAAAAAABtY/hddr1ZvLdHA/s72-c/p1120198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-9092217286831925759</id><published>2009-09-03T00:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:08:51.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jugando con Playmobil</title><content type='html'>Por fin lo conocí al primo Santi!!! y como verán enseguida nos llevamos muy bien, me dejó jugar con él y los Playmobil que la abu Petty le mandó (son un poco viejitos, porque eran de las tías y mamá cuando eran chicas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp879ewagcI/AAAAAAAABtI/aehzZnMk3DU/s1600-h/p1120195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp879ewagcI/AAAAAAAABtI/aehzZnMk3DU/s320/p1120195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377082407517848002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp879mIIJWI/AAAAAAAABtQ/iq1IoomW9wQ/s1600-h/p1120197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp879mIIJWI/AAAAAAAABtQ/iq1IoomW9wQ/s320/p1120197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377082409496356194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-9092217286831925759?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/9092217286831925759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=9092217286831925759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9092217286831925759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/9092217286831925759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/jugando-con-play-movil.html' title='Jugando con Playmobil'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp879ewagcI/AAAAAAAABtI/aehzZnMk3DU/s72-c/p1120195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-4434445578749956196</id><published>2009-09-03T00:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:09:53.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haciendo jardinería</title><content type='html'>Todo comenzó como un inocente trabajo de jardinería, la tía y mamá podaban las rosas y con el Mati jugábamos con el agua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86ua0Tn_I/AAAAAAAABsw/ulCINozNFjU/s1600-h/p1120178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86ua0Tn_I/AAAAAAAABsw/ulCINozNFjU/s320/p1120178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081049250766834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86uhKES6I/AAAAAAAABs4/8TbocibDtXw/s1600-h/p1120179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86uhKES6I/AAAAAAAABs4/8TbocibDtXw/s320/p1120179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081050952649634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cosa después se descontroló y terminamos todos empapados, sobre todo cuando la tía nos empezó a tirar agua con la manguera. Si sabía que me iba a mojar tanto, me ponía la malla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86vE9BFwI/AAAAAAAABtA/5rEroS6sYMQ/s1600-h/p1120180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86vE9BFwI/AAAAAAAABtA/5rEroS6sYMQ/s320/p1120180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081060561590018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-4434445578749956196?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/4434445578749956196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=4434445578749956196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4434445578749956196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/4434445578749956196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/haciendo-jardineria.html' title='Haciendo jardinería'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp86ua0Tn_I/AAAAAAAABsw/ulCINozNFjU/s72-c/p1120178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284383411465744708.post-5367158754343303602</id><published>2009-09-03T00:13:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:12:04.029-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conociendo Washington (3ra parte)</title><content type='html'>Bueno, después del baño que nos dimos para aplacar el calor, fuimos al Museo de Ciencias Naturales. No se porqué la gente nos miró un poco extraño al entrar todos empapados en nuestros cochecitos pocholos. Comenzamos el recorrido como dos buenos niños, sentaditos cada cual en su cochecito y muy tranquilamente observábamos los videos y comentábamos lo que veíamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8196LpwQI/AAAAAAAABro/LJMLY6nYZx0/s1600-h/p1120140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8196LpwQI/AAAAAAAABro/LJMLY6nYZx0/s320/p1120140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377075817810084098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que mas me llamó la atención fueron los esqueletos de los dinosaurios ... como hicieron para subirse hasta ahí!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp81-lLLnWI/AAAAAAAABrw/4usTem11mRk/s1600-h/p1120145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp81-lLLnWI/AAAAAAAABrw/4usTem11mRk/s320/p1120145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377075829350833506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp81_LjtqdI/AAAAAAAABr4/xT0FsVpAcMc/s1600-h/p1120149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp81_LjtqdI/AAAAAAAABr4/xT0FsVpAcMc/s320/p1120149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377075839654275538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menos mal que teníamos una guía experimentada, la tía se sabía todo sobre dinosaurios!! Lo que pasa es que había estudiado mucho cuando mi primo Santi era mas chiquito y al Museo se lo conoce de punta a punta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp81_usrZsI/AAAAAAAABsA/XXmEJGVZQZk/s1600-h/p1120157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp81_usrZsI/AAAAAAAABsA/XXmEJGVZQZk/s320/p1120157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377075849087116994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada tanto me tomaba un descanso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp82AX8d-JI/AAAAAAAABsI/Xy4HB7DgPik/s1600-h/p1120164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp82AX8d-JI/AAAAAAAABsI/Xy4HB7DgPik/s320/p1120164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377075860159199378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo bueno del Museo es que los niños pueden tocar todo y nadie te dice nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp85K_w4_dI/AAAAAAAABso/mj8Dcpudxmc/s1600-h/p1120171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp85K_w4_dI/AAAAAAAABso/mj8Dcpudxmc/s320/p1120171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377079341181631954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con Mati correteabamos un poco hasta que la tía y mamá nos capturaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp84aFsaJyI/AAAAAAAABsY/sXhU5N7y3iw/s1600-h/p1120174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp84aFsaJyI/AAAAAAAABsY/sXhU5N7y3iw/s320/p1120174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377078500959856418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp84aunHlZI/AAAAAAAABsg/UGCW3FoUyk8/s1600-h/p1120175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp84aunHlZI/AAAAAAAABsg/UGCW3FoUyk8/s320/p1120175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377078511943521682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quedamos fascinados con los animales, parecían reales!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp84Z9sMpZI/AAAAAAAABsQ/n87VXmO4rOY/s1600-h/p1120172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp84Z9sMpZI/AAAAAAAABsQ/n87VXmO4rOY/s320/p1120172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377078498811487634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4284383411465744708-5367158754343303602?l=elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/feeds/5367158754343303602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4284383411465744708&amp;postID=5367158754343303602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5367158754343303602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4284383411465744708/posts/default/5367158754343303602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elblogdelajuli.blogspot.com/2009/09/conociendo-washington-3ra-parte.html' title='Conociendo Washington (3ra parte)'/><author><name>Juliana, Sole y Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12361542112864414342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/SNxLx2tUJqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/bcpUdt_fh60/S220/P1060588.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2xr7GH2bdHQ/Sp8196LpwQI/AAAAAAAABro/LJMLY6nYZx0/s72-c/p1120140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
