<?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-2594997870299165337</id><updated>2012-01-12T02:52:39.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>paginasbe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7916779789264647727</id><published>2012-01-12T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:52:39.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mais um marco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h0OWBaPYK4/Tw67c-ErhoI/AAAAAAAAFH4/Ij-Rx53NFnI/s1600/dent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h0OWBaPYK4/Tw67c-ErhoI/AAAAAAAAFH4/Ij-Rx53NFnI/s200/dent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696696685043615362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi ontem, dia 11.01.2012 que lá se o primeiro dente da frente, bem pertos de fazer 7 aninhos. Estás um crescido, B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7916779789264647727?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7916779789264647727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7916779789264647727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7916779789264647727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7916779789264647727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2012/01/mais-um-marco.html' title='mais um marco'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h0OWBaPYK4/Tw67c-ErhoI/AAAAAAAAFH4/Ij-Rx53NFnI/s72-c/dent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7539729837547010891</id><published>2012-01-11T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:01:38.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não há dinheiro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvCpMtgRGBY/Tw3cjLorGMI/AAAAAAAAFHs/I-TXzCzXovg/s1600/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvCpMtgRGBY/Tw3cjLorGMI/AAAAAAAAFHs/I-TXzCzXovg/s200/money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696451600670464194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um facto que o país está como está. &lt;br /&gt;As conversas de supermercado, de amigos que se cruzam, é sobre a crise e não há dinheiro e a troika e afins, e o que vamos ter que pagar mais...&lt;br /&gt;É claro que as crianças ouvem as conversas dos adultos e o Beni lá me questionou:&lt;br /&gt;" - Mãe, quanto dinheiro têm as pessoas todas juntas??&lt;br /&gt;- Muito, filho!&lt;br /&gt;- Então porque dizem que o país não tem dinheiro??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, tudo se passa à volta deles mas ninguém os ajuda a perceber:&lt;br /&gt;- primeiro porque as escolas não têm disciplinas sobre o que se passa na actualidade&lt;br /&gt;- segundo, os pais ainda estão a aprender como é que explicam isto aos filhos da maneira mais simples de entenderem! Alguém já sabe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7539729837547010891?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7539729837547010891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7539729837547010891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7539729837547010891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7539729837547010891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-ha-dinheiro.html' title='Não há dinheiro?'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvCpMtgRGBY/Tw3cjLorGMI/AAAAAAAAFHs/I-TXzCzXovg/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4828597072236721272</id><published>2012-01-06T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T07:04:09.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Porquês?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ppt7lBlqo4/TwcNWQ5UfII/AAAAAAAAFHg/JckoQIubjv0/s1600/pontointerr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ppt7lBlqo4/TwcNWQ5UfII/AAAAAAAAFHg/JckoQIubjv0/s200/pontointerr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694534929976949890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitidamente, o O Beni está na fase dos porquês. &lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias faz-me uma pergunta, normalmente sobre o sentido das coisas...e confesso que um pouco à frente para o que eu estava à espera. &lt;br /&gt;- Mãe, quem foi o primeiro homem e mulher na terra?&lt;br /&gt;- Mãe, como nasceu o mundo?&lt;br /&gt;- Mãe, todos vamos para o céu?&lt;br /&gt;- Mãe, o que quer dizer cronológico?&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Cá estarei para tentar explicar o melhor que sei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4828597072236721272?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4828597072236721272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4828597072236721272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4828597072236721272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4828597072236721272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2012/01/porques.html' title='Porquês?'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ppt7lBlqo4/TwcNWQ5UfII/AAAAAAAAFHg/JckoQIubjv0/s72-c/pontointerr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7868094094065254156</id><published>2012-01-06T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T06:58:59.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As notas</title><content type='html'>Acabou o primeiro periodo de aulas, e foi a primeira vez que o Beni teve notas. É o meu orgulho. Um excelente aluno a todas as disciplinas. Super autónomo nas aulas, cumpridor, obediente, interessado. 5 estrelas, o meu filhote!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7868094094065254156?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7868094094065254156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7868094094065254156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7868094094065254156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7868094094065254156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-notas.html' title='As notas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5998112727288766315</id><published>2011-12-15T04:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T04:47:16.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Há dias que estamos com mau humor, acordamos zangados com a vida, e há um remédio com efeito imediado para curar todos os males: acordar o nosso filho e ele oferecer-nos um sorriso e um abraço genuíno e puro! &lt;br /&gt;Hoje senti isto. Senti o sorriso do Beni ao acordar, sempre bem disposto de manhã ( ao contrário da mãe), que nos dá um safanão logo à primeira hora do dia. Obrigado B por me mostrares as coisas que valem a pena na vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5998112727288766315?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5998112727288766315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5998112727288766315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5998112727288766315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5998112727288766315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2310699416778938203</id><published>2011-12-09T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:45:16.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não me estraguem o cenário!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKig6uFmGjw/TuJW3Y2RUgI/AAAAAAAAFGU/cfKWX8a_vbo/s1600/gor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKig6uFmGjw/TuJW3Y2RUgI/AAAAAAAAFGU/cfKWX8a_vbo/s200/gor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684201189257859586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, dia de frio, 8º lá fora, vestimos casaco, cachecol, e, pela primeria vez este ano, enfiei um gorro na cabeça do B. O que eu fui fazer!!!!! Não é que o B, estava preocupado com o cenário?? "Xi, mãe, porque é que tenho que levar gorro!"&lt;br /&gt;Já perto da escola, a pé, passamos por um colega, saída do B: "Pronto, já me viu com o gorro!" &lt;br /&gt;QUÊ??? Tens 6 anos e está preocupado por causa de um gorro na cabeça que todas a crianças usam, pensei eu! Nem imagino daqui para frente!&lt;br /&gt;Mal passámos o portão da escola, tirou logo o gorro, não vá alguma miuda ver!!!!&lt;br /&gt;É o cenário, está visto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2310699416778938203?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2310699416778938203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2310699416778938203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2310699416778938203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2310699416778938203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-me-estraguem-o-cenario.html' title='Não me estraguem o cenário!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKig6uFmGjw/TuJW3Y2RUgI/AAAAAAAAFGU/cfKWX8a_vbo/s72-c/gor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4263836501628185491</id><published>2011-11-25T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:11:35.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ai, amores desta vida</title><content type='html'>Pois, é...o Beni parece que está a começar a descobrir o que é o amor! Parece que as meninas não o largam. Ele por um lado diz que gosta, mas por outro não. E até que me responde: " Já sei, mãe! Vou dizer-lhes assim: Gosto de ti, mas não me chateies!". &lt;br /&gt;E pronto, há que pâr os pontos nos is! Continuem lá a gostar de mim, mas não me incomodem, sff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4263836501628185491?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4263836501628185491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4263836501628185491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4263836501628185491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4263836501628185491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/11/ai-amores-desta-vida.html' title='ai, amores desta vida'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5603941025462831448</id><published>2011-11-17T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:17:43.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartas de amor? Quem as não tem....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0f4_R3ht3A/TsVdz9Dm62I/AAAAAAAAFGI/6jYYAWxjUIU/s1600/cartas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0f4_R3ht3A/TsVdz9Dm62I/AAAAAAAAFGI/6jYYAWxjUIU/s200/cartas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676046052514786146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beni recebeu a sua primeira carta de amor! Primeiro quis desconversar, depois falou  e falou e contou! É uma menina no 3º ano. &lt;br /&gt;Perguntei-lhe se gosta dela e ele disse que não. Disse que ia responder à carta com os seus 2 amigos ( o Vi e o Fran)! Lindo! &lt;br /&gt;Perguntei-lhe o que ia escrever..resposta: que não gosto dela!&lt;br /&gt;Tentei minimizar a coisa paras escrever algo mais bonito....&lt;br /&gt;Questionei, então de quem gostava, ou se havia alguma menina que achasse bonita...respondeu-me a C, que é do 3º ano. &lt;br /&gt;Está visto, que gosta de miudas mais velhas e pelo que me disse, morenas! &lt;br /&gt;Estás mesmo a crescer, Beni:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5603941025462831448?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5603941025462831448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5603941025462831448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5603941025462831448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5603941025462831448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/11/cartas-de-amor-quem-as-nao-tem.html' title='Cartas de amor? Quem as não tem....'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0f4_R3ht3A/TsVdz9Dm62I/AAAAAAAAFGI/6jYYAWxjUIU/s72-c/cartas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7826397464134242548</id><published>2011-11-02T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:16:24.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por livre iniciativa</title><content type='html'>Se há coisa que me orgulha, é ver o meu filho ser completamente responsável com 6 anos. Chego a casa e nem preciso de dizer nada. Sozinho toma a inciativa de fazer os trabalhos de casa, e ainda me diz o que tem que fazer, sem eu lhe perguntar. &lt;br /&gt;É mesmo um destes que eu queria:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7826397464134242548?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7826397464134242548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7826397464134242548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7826397464134242548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7826397464134242548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/11/por-livre-iniciativa.html' title='Por livre iniciativa'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3367211822176057278</id><published>2011-11-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:12:55.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A conquista tipica destas idades</title><content type='html'>Foram várias as tentativas para o Beni chegar a esta conquista. Desde o Verão que andamos a treinar, e no sábado passado foi o dia D. Desta vez, sem ajuda, tentanto e tentando, com a sua insistência, garra e autonomia, lá foi ele por si só, desenhando os trajectos com o seu próprio equilibrio... &lt;br /&gt;É mais uma grande conquista tua, filho!  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a3e13b56f8772cf3" 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://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3e13b56f8772cf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D426223734157BF4B11364CE4BE45C9B72C080BA1.3953D629BFC72FB10C61EBEA94BEA97109F694B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3e13b56f8772cf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk46JSSQrRzzlYR6_EI73U_4dBFI&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://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3e13b56f8772cf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D426223734157BF4B11364CE4BE45C9B72C080BA1.3953D629BFC72FB10C61EBEA94BEA97109F694B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3e13b56f8772cf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk46JSSQrRzzlYR6_EI73U_4dBFI&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/2594997870299165337-3367211822176057278?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=64f96ea4fe056d96&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a3e13b56f8772cf3&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c72319ff8c12b4e&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3367211822176057278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3367211822176057278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3367211822176057278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3367211822176057278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/11/conquista-tipica-destas-idades.html' title='A conquista tipica destas idades'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2660608324343236930</id><published>2011-10-10T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:25:59.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pérolas...</title><content type='html'>A conjugação dos verbos nestas idades, gera autênticas pérolas.&lt;br /&gt;Estava a medir uma coisa com o B, e eis que me disse - "Eu minto, mãe"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2660608324343236930?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2660608324343236930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2660608324343236930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2660608324343236930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2660608324343236930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/10/perolas.html' title='pérolas...'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2021034596271398891</id><published>2011-10-01T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:52:57.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TPC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o64vRLKkl5Q/TodTaG2d_4I/AAAAAAAAFFg/33EqY5oIow0/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o64vRLKkl5Q/TodTaG2d_4I/AAAAAAAAFFg/33EqY5oIow0/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658583164795092866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ritual, depois das letras, lá vêem os ditongos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2021034596271398891?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2021034596271398891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2021034596271398891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2021034596271398891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2021034596271398891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/10/tpc.html' title='TPC'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o64vRLKkl5Q/TodTaG2d_4I/AAAAAAAAFFg/33EqY5oIow0/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-254195661601742890</id><published>2011-10-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:49:24.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conversas</title><content type='html'>Conversa durante o jantar: Mãe hoje vi um anão e sabes uma coisa? Ele sabia ler! Onde é que eles moram? À noite saem da chaminé? E têm filhos? Quantos filhos?&lt;br /&gt;Adoro estas conversas....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-254195661601742890?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/254195661601742890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=254195661601742890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/254195661601742890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/254195661601742890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/10/conversas.html' title='conversas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-780156152789782539</id><published>2011-09-20T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:10:32.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E estamos os dois a aprender...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TdaXo5RMW5c/TnkBQ3iuBKI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/X4yAf5PVAAE/s1600/photo%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TdaXo5RMW5c/TnkBQ3iuBKI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/X4yAf5PVAAE/s320/photo%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654552196439475362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pG3KDU32PYo/TnkBMyIdPMI/AAAAAAAAFFI/tUKSv-PejEI/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pG3KDU32PYo/TnkBMyIdPMI/AAAAAAAAFFI/tUKSv-PejEI/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654552126267669698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma nova etapa, para o B e para mim. Estamos os 2 entusiasmados, ele mais que eu, pois eu estou mais é preocupada a pensar no pouco tempo que tenho para o acompanhar nestos novos desafios. Mas tudo se ajustará! &lt;br /&gt;O B anda feliz da vida. Perguntei-lhe se gostava da escola e ele respondeu-me com um grande sorriso na cara: " se gosto? ADORO!". E ainda bem, porque o facto de ele estar bem, dá-me bastante tranquilidade. &lt;br /&gt;Tenho visto que a vida se vai encarregando de muita coisa, de beneficios que por vezes não são da nossa responsabilidade. Acho um privilégio imenso, estar numa sala com 5 colegas de antiga escola, e serem no total 10 alunos. Isto é um verdadeiro privilégio na vida. &lt;br /&gt;E agora começa a grande tarefa dos trabalhos de casa...e é lindo acompanhá-lo nestas tarefas. Adoro vê-lo a aprender, adoro as curvas que faz com o lápis para desenhar as letras, adoro o olhar atento, e ainda me diz" adoro fazer os trabalhos de casa". Que dure muitos mais anos!!! &lt;br /&gt;Realmentem o meu filho é um espectáulo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-780156152789782539?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/780156152789782539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=780156152789782539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/780156152789782539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/780156152789782539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-estamos-os-dois-aprender.html' title='E estamos os dois a aprender...'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TdaXo5RMW5c/TnkBQ3iuBKI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/X4yAf5PVAAE/s72-c/photo%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7857045720120311890</id><published>2011-09-10T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:19:01.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O inicio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpq3wwThS7U/TmvUPhqzusI/AAAAAAAAFEw/s9JKucidAhI/s1600/IMG_1580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpq3wwThS7U/TmvUPhqzusI/AAAAAAAAFEw/s9JKucidAhI/s400/IMG_1580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650843520667466434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vai começar assim...já na segunda-feira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7857045720120311890?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7857045720120311890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7857045720120311890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7857045720120311890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7857045720120311890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-inicio.html' title='O inicio'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpq3wwThS7U/TmvUPhqzusI/AAAAAAAAFEw/s9JKucidAhI/s72-c/IMG_1580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7378486816288738448</id><published>2011-08-20T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T05:04:54.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feijão quê?</title><content type='html'>Mãe, gosto muito de feijão FRED com atum! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7378486816288738448?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7378486816288738448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7378486816288738448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7378486816288738448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7378486816288738448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/08/feijao-que.html' title='Feijão quê?'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2784495666212902960</id><published>2011-08-20T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T03:44:36.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ficha tripla, nova versão</title><content type='html'>saída do dia: Mãe, precisamos de uma ficha tribo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2784495666212902960?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2784495666212902960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2784495666212902960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2784495666212902960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2784495666212902960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/08/ficha-tripla-nova-versao.html' title='Ficha tripla, nova versão'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1790271613814544114</id><published>2011-08-15T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:19:13.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surpresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kBJCZD5SYE/TkmRfAP2auI/AAAAAAAAFEg/FgCCrgHWmuM/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kBJCZD5SYE/TkmRfAP2auI/AAAAAAAAFEg/FgCCrgHWmuM/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641199970086709986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão bom quando uma mãe é surprendida com estes mimos! Adorei! O B é um espectáculo e está desejoso de escrever, vê-se!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1790271613814544114?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1790271613814544114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1790271613814544114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1790271613814544114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1790271613814544114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/08/supresa.html' title='Surpresa'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kBJCZD5SYE/TkmRfAP2auI/AAAAAAAAFEg/FgCCrgHWmuM/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5478149055188860015</id><published>2011-08-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T10:51:13.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Há marcos que fazem a diferença</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxORGXSYyQ0/TkAgywWxzRI/AAAAAAAAFEY/RoTiVOSbiWY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxORGXSYyQ0/TkAgywWxzRI/AAAAAAAAFEY/RoTiVOSbiWY/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638542789813849362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E estes registos nunca se irão esquecer. &lt;br /&gt;Acabou a pré-primária e o B trouxe para casa este presente tão especial e tão personalizado. &lt;br /&gt;Não me canso de agradecer às educadoras do B por estas maravilhas que, com certeza, aquecem o coração do meu filho e o preparam com confiança para o primeiro passo da sua vida. O que é certo, é que o primeiro desenho que fez depois de receber este estojo, foi feito com o material que lá está dentro. Apesar de ter outro estojo cheio de canetas, fez questão de fazer com o SEU ESTOJO. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5478149055188860015?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5478149055188860015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5478149055188860015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5478149055188860015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5478149055188860015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/08/ha-marcos-que-fazem-diferenca.html' title='Há marcos que fazem a diferença'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MxORGXSYyQ0/TkAgywWxzRI/AAAAAAAAFEY/RoTiVOSbiWY/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6677937329483759423</id><published>2011-07-31T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:32:06.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O hino da sala verde</title><content type='html'>Na escolinha do B, por ser o último ano, os pais fizeram uma música dedicada às prof, e a tudo o que as crianças viverem em cinco anos. Um hino que os miúdos adoraram e não param de cantar. Fica aqui o registo do meu mais que tudo, que tem um futuro promissor enquanto cantor. Partilho, sabe-se lá se alguém ouve e faz disto um hit!!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5e9c0369c3fc6258" 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%3D5e9c0369c3fc6258%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52A80518B046336DFF60B5D6A93D801758FDA559.74CA2F49A4E9018C9784893CFBA70A1374BA498D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e9c0369c3fc6258%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz2Tv09knwrAi7TQIIJU0JQfNbrA&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%3D5e9c0369c3fc6258%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52A80518B046336DFF60B5D6A93D801758FDA559.74CA2F49A4E9018C9784893CFBA70A1374BA498D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5e9c0369c3fc6258%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz2Tv09knwrAi7TQIIJU0JQfNbrA&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/2594997870299165337-6677937329483759423?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5e9c0369c3fc6258&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6677937329483759423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6677937329483759423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6677937329483759423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6677937329483759423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-hino-da-sala-verde.html' title='O hino da sala verde'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4394606451884818188</id><published>2011-07-26T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T01:56:45.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papagayo??</title><content type='html'>Noutro dia, levei o B ao petisco e lá lhe mostrei esta realidade adorável! :) &lt;br /&gt;Comemos caracóis que ele sempre adorou e lá se aventurou a seguir no picapau, que gostou bastante. &lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, numa brincadeira de cozinheiro estava a escrever os ingredientes e disse-me: &lt;br /&gt;"Mãe, vou pôr aqui o Papagayo". &lt;br /&gt;" Papagayo?."&lt;br /&gt;"Sim, aquilo que comemos ontem!"&lt;br /&gt;- "PICA-PAU"!! disse-lhe eu à gargalhada.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro estas saídas e deixar tudo aqui escrito porque daqui a uns anos já não me vou lembrar, de certeza.&lt;br /&gt;É certo que também voa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4394606451884818188?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4394606451884818188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4394606451884818188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4394606451884818188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4394606451884818188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/07/papagayo.html' title='Papagayo??'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3838856606683364337</id><published>2011-07-25T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:06:34.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressões de bolso</title><content type='html'>Há coisas que não me quero mesmo esquecer , nomeadamente estas expressões : mãe, estou insioso!! Adoro !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3838856606683364337?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3838856606683364337/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3838856606683364337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3838856606683364337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3838856606683364337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/07/expressoes-de-bolso.html' title='Expressões de bolso'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6111692489382668248</id><published>2011-07-03T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T09:20:23.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A primeira garnde conquista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3i9zOthRFNA/ThCWwKiTNfI/AAAAAAAAFD8/u6NxPwQ4GRo/s1600/beni_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3i9zOthRFNA/ThCWwKiTNfI/AAAAAAAAFD8/u6NxPwQ4GRo/s400/beni_final.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625161688791856626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um ciclo se está a fechar, o grande primerio salto na idade, a mudança de contexto, a mudança para uma nova aprendizagem, para um novo ritmo, para que crescas em sabedoria e muito mais. Tenho muito orgulho do meu filho lindo e cá estarei para estar lado a lado em cada uma das tuas conquistas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6111692489382668248?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6111692489382668248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6111692489382668248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6111692489382668248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6111692489382668248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/07/primeira-garnde-conquista.html' title='A primeira garnde conquista'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3i9zOthRFNA/ThCWwKiTNfI/AAAAAAAAFD8/u6NxPwQ4GRo/s72-c/beni_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8757305036707791447</id><published>2011-06-16T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T11:49:17.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fita de finalista...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqY66bumNcI/TfpQJRlYezI/AAAAAAAAFDs/wARfYLDpPQE/s1600/panamas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqY66bumNcI/TfpQJRlYezI/AAAAAAAAFDs/wARfYLDpPQE/s400/panamas.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618891605367356210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernardo, meu filho, meu tesouro…&lt;br /&gt;A melhor prenda que alguma vez recebi….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estás a viver a primeira grande etapa da tua vida, e muitas mais irás passar, e com orgulho serão todas grandes conquistas, em que tu serás o personagem principal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardo tantas recordações, desde o primeiro dia que te deixei no berçário, desde os dias que te fui buscar, e que me recebias com grandes abraços, e sorrisos, que me enchiam quando te pegava ao colo.&lt;br /&gt;Passaste na sala amarela, eras um gordinho, sempre bem disposto, e sempre muito bem comportado. Na sala azul, laranja e encarnada, muito aprendeste, e muito cresceste, muito te libertaste. &lt;br /&gt;E agora terminas a sala verde com uma grande vontade de aprender a escrever e a ler, cheio de energia e pressa de saber tudo mais depressa que os outros….Gostas de estar à frente, é certo….Gostas de ganhar, gostas de saber mais que os outros e mostrar isso…Não gostas de perder, não gostas que te contrariem, gostas de ser perfeito…eu cá estarei te ajudar a perceber como terás que te adaptar…&lt;br /&gt;Adoras queijo, gostas de sopas batidas, gostas de iogurte de coco, e de stracciatela. Não gostas de morangos, não gostas de salada,.Gostas de caracóis. Adoras chocolate branco, adoras bolachas com chocolate. Gostas do Sporting. Detestas que te chamem a atenção ( eu também , deixa lá  )&lt;br /&gt;Continuas sossegadito, sempre bem comportado, um filho lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Sais com grandes conquistas, com grandes amigos, com grandes referências. &lt;br /&gt;Vais para a 1ª classe. Sais tu próprio, o Benni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8757305036707791447?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8757305036707791447/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8757305036707791447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8757305036707791447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8757305036707791447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/06/fita-de-finalista.html' title='A fita de finalista...'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqY66bumNcI/TfpQJRlYezI/AAAAAAAAFDs/wARfYLDpPQE/s72-c/panamas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-253098351477313581</id><published>2011-06-13T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:21:33.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lágrimas a desenhar as saudades....</title><content type='html'>Na festa de finalistas, os pais fizeram uma música dedicada às educadoras, como forma de agradecer o tanto que deram aos nossos filhos. Esta música conseguiu ter uma dimensão que jamais pensei, uma carga emocional tão grande, que chegou ao coração do Bernardo de forma muito intensa (e também dos pais, educadoras e crianças). Hoje a cantarmos a música, sim, porque a vamos cantar muitas vezes, o B lá ia deixando cair lágrima a lágrima, como que a contar cada amigo uma a um! A perceber o fim de um ciclo de amizades e de um mundo onde todas as crianças eram os personagens principais. (Filho, ainda bem que sentes isto, é sinal que fizeste grandes amigos, é sinal que cresceste, é sinal que te envolveste, é sinal que tens pessoas que te rodeiam fantásticas, é sinal que tiveste umas educadoras excepcionais, é sinal que estiveste rodeado de amor).&lt;br /&gt;A mim também me parte o coração!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A Letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN8E2rIBEZA/TfaayLporXI/AAAAAAAAFDk/K6Gl8YYcq5k/s1600/refrao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN8E2rIBEZA/TfaayLporXI/AAAAAAAAFDk/K6Gl8YYcq5k/s400/refrao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617847772102831474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram cinco anos de partilha e amizade&lt;br /&gt;Juntos cresceram unidos, apesar da tenra idade&lt;br /&gt;No Berçário se conheceram e  as chuchas trocaram&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi na Sala Amarela que todas estas caras se cruzaram&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dentro da Sala Azul foi um novo despertar&lt;br /&gt;Nestas crianças todo o mundo girou&lt;br /&gt;Com a Cátia e a Cila a comandar,&lt;br /&gt;A maior das aventuras começou!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Refrão: &lt;br /&gt;Viajaram em barcos de piratas, empunharam espadas audazes,&lt;br /&gt;Inventaram fadas e princesas que de tudo são capazes&lt;br /&gt;É vosso o mundo que vos cabe na palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;É vosso todo o amor que guardamos no coração&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Foi na Sala Laranja que o nome desenharam&lt;br /&gt;E com a ponta dos lápis, o futuro traçaram&lt;br /&gt;Com a Cátia e com a Cila, este projecto abraçaram&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Já na Sala Encarnada, às casinhas brincaram&lt;br /&gt;De carrinha p’ra praia e p’ra piscina nadar,&lt;br /&gt;Com a Cátia e com a Cila, sempre atentas a cuidar &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Refrão: &lt;br /&gt;Viajaram em barcos de piratas, empunharam espadas audazes,&lt;br /&gt;Inventaram fadas e princesas que de tudo são capazes&lt;br /&gt;É vosso o mundo que vos cabe na palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;É vosso todo o amor que guardamos no coração&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;Depois na Sala Verde e sem nunca desafinar&lt;br /&gt;As bolas amarelas bem tentavam evitar&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica o nosso obrigado a todos os qu’ajudaram &lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica o nosso obrigado, todos juntos a cantar!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Viajaram em barcos de piratas, empunharam espadas  audazes,&lt;br /&gt;Inventaram fadas e princesas que de tudo são capazes&lt;br /&gt;É vosso o mundo que vos cabe na palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;É vosso todo o amor que guardamos no coração&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Viajaram em barcos de piratas, empunharam espadas  audazes,&lt;br /&gt;Inventaram fadas e princesas que de tudo são capazes&lt;br /&gt;É vosso o mundo que vos cabe na palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;É vosso todo o amor que guardamos no coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-253098351477313581?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/253098351477313581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=253098351477313581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/253098351477313581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/253098351477313581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/06/lagrimas-cheias-de-saudades.html' title='Lágrimas a desenhar as saudades....'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN8E2rIBEZA/TfaayLporXI/AAAAAAAAFDk/K6Gl8YYcq5k/s72-c/refrao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-745826820371281875</id><published>2011-06-13T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:58:23.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa de finalistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mpL4gYA4kw/TfaVIBzFcrI/AAAAAAAAFDU/Qbhw9ub4FdY/s1600/P1200597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mpL4gYA4kw/TfaVIBzFcrI/AAAAAAAAFDU/Qbhw9ub4FdY/s200/P1200597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617841550345466546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois que chegou o momento. Foi o último ano do B na pré-primária. &lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa a correr, do bercário, sala amarela, sala azul, sala encarnada, sala vermelha, está a uns meses da entrar na 1ª classe! Destes 6 anos guarda grandes tesouros, grandes momentos, grandes amigos e grandes referências. Um obrigado muito especial as fantásticas professoras que foram únicas. Nunca mais me vou esquecer dos valores que transmitiram ao B, de toda a dedicação, de todo o amor com que educaram este grupo tão unido. Tenho muita pena que esteja a terminar este ciclo,pelas saudades que sei que o B vai ter, mas ao mesmo tempo feliz por tantas conquistas. Até breve a todos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-745826820371281875?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/745826820371281875/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=745826820371281875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/745826820371281875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/745826820371281875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/06/festa-de-finalistas.html' title='Festa de finalistas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mpL4gYA4kw/TfaVIBzFcrI/AAAAAAAAFDU/Qbhw9ub4FdY/s72-c/P1200597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3172725167109621663</id><published>2011-05-23T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:56:52.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, tenho muito orgulho</title><content type='html'>O B sempre teve uma memória visual bastante apurada, desde pequenino, decorando caminhos, sinais, imagens, e agora palavras. Ainda não sabe ler, mas decora as palavras registando o desenho das mesmas. O resultado? É este, com muito Orgulho. &lt;br /&gt;Cá estarei ao seu lado para o ensinar para o ano a ler as palavras que já conhece.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d07e61e4f87de362" 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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd07e61e4f87de362%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7339E3B8BB475C82D9AF4B2D6F8B042C80B8B9AC.D0C4979F1E9051D0BCE03FD249E285401B9733%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd07e61e4f87de362%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DROL7GJGv_HjrfeSspdE-uTAvvi0&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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd07e61e4f87de362%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7339E3B8BB475C82D9AF4B2D6F8B042C80B8B9AC.D0C4979F1E9051D0BCE03FD249E285401B9733%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd07e61e4f87de362%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DROL7GJGv_HjrfeSspdE-uTAvvi0&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/2594997870299165337-3172725167109621663?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d07e61e4f87de362&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3172725167109621663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3172725167109621663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3172725167109621663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3172725167109621663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/05/sim-tenho-muito-orgulho.html' title='Sim, tenho muito orgulho'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5286481224068517533</id><published>2011-05-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:54:12.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O primeiro dente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ol7gmJBRIP0/TdrWsnYv1TI/AAAAAAAAFDI/HR2SFfB9Gm8/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ol7gmJBRIP0/TdrWsnYv1TI/AAAAAAAAFDI/HR2SFfB9Gm8/s200/photo%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610032347818743090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi no dia 19 de Maio que se deu o grande feito!O primeiro dente caiu!&lt;br /&gt;Estás um crescido, filho grande!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5286481224068517533?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5286481224068517533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5286481224068517533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5286481224068517533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5286481224068517533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-primeiro-dente.html' title='O primeiro dente'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ol7gmJBRIP0/TdrWsnYv1TI/AAAAAAAAFDI/HR2SFfB9Gm8/s72-c/photo%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6209023792424882523</id><published>2011-05-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T11:36:38.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a prenda da mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4kBicU2lQc/Tb2nbLC7v6I/AAAAAAAAFDA/TqlcvODs0t4/s1600/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4kBicU2lQc/Tb2nbLC7v6I/AAAAAAAAFDA/TqlcvODs0t4/s200/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601817596782165922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordar e ter um abraço gigante e um " bom dia mãe, és linda, adoro-te", com esta bela prenda, é de encher o coração. Há coisa melhor que isto? Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6209023792424882523?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6209023792424882523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6209023792424882523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6209023792424882523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6209023792424882523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/05/prenda-da-mae.html' title='a prenda da mãe'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4kBicU2lQc/Tb2nbLC7v6I/AAAAAAAAFDA/TqlcvODs0t4/s72-c/IMG_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8707598072779678867</id><published>2011-05-01T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T11:25:59.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>os frutos das aulas</title><content type='html'>É o meu orgulho.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a7fcd57e5fcdac7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8707598072779678867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8707598072779678867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8707598072779678867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8707598072779678867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/05/os-frutos-das-aulas.html' title='os frutos das aulas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8388152122678437099</id><published>2011-03-18T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T04:22:44.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o peão da moda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8wH614Dlkw/TYNAK7VndBI/AAAAAAAAFC4/f4fj397523k/s1600/beybalde.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8wH614Dlkw/TYNAK7VndBI/AAAAAAAAFC4/f4fj397523k/s200/beybalde.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585378519340774418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miudagem anda completamente maluca por estes peões!E eu também, porque não encontrava de maneira nenhuma, esgotado em todo o lado! Lá consegui encontrar quase, quase a esgotar-se novamente.&lt;br /&gt;O B adora isto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8388152122678437099?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8388152122678437099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8388152122678437099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8388152122678437099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8388152122678437099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-peao-da-moda.html' title='o peão da moda'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k8wH614Dlkw/TYNAK7VndBI/AAAAAAAAFC4/f4fj397523k/s72-c/beybalde.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-218997196199059999</id><published>2011-03-11T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:43:13.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E lá vamos aos treinos!</title><content type='html'>Todos os sábados de manhã, veste orgulhosamente o equipamento, trata as chuteiras delicadamente, como se fossem as responsáveis pelo seu bom desempenho. E lá vamos ao treino! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXI_DtAsxzo/TXpe0GDpIAI/AAAAAAAAFCw/l3w4d7X_R8U/s1600/futebol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXI_DtAsxzo/TXpe0GDpIAI/AAAAAAAAFCw/l3w4d7X_R8U/s200/futebol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582878937151250434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-218997196199059999?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/218997196199059999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=218997196199059999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/218997196199059999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/218997196199059999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-la-vamos-aos-treinos.html' title='E lá vamos aos treinos!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXI_DtAsxzo/TXpe0GDpIAI/AAAAAAAAFCw/l3w4d7X_R8U/s72-c/futebol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1920119401237787080</id><published>2011-03-11T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:40:14.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monopólio, lego e quebra cabeças</title><content type='html'>Andamos nisto e adoramos os nossos serões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo1G7QEu0J8/TXpeVs1drkI/AAAAAAAAFCo/C4eNVQKma5A/s1600/monopolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo1G7QEu0J8/TXpeVs1drkI/AAAAAAAAFCo/C4eNVQKma5A/s200/monopolio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582878414984818242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1920119401237787080?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1920119401237787080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1920119401237787080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1920119401237787080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1920119401237787080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/03/monopolio-lego-e-quebra-cabecas.html' title='Monopólio, lego e quebra cabeças'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo1G7QEu0J8/TXpeVs1drkI/AAAAAAAAFCo/C4eNVQKma5A/s72-c/monopolio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7925073100356105055</id><published>2011-03-11T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:30:27.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqndpMcr1EA/TXpbrj0VgNI/AAAAAAAAFCg/E76NaLPE_O0/s1600/04032011021%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqndpMcr1EA/TXpbrj0VgNI/AAAAAAAAFCg/E76NaLPE_O0/s200/04032011021%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582875491986407634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Filho, este ano queres-te mascarar de quê?&lt;br /&gt;Sem qualquer rodeio respondeu de imediato:&lt;br /&gt;- BATMAN.&lt;br /&gt;Pus mãos à obra, conhecimentos a circular e voilá. Consegui o fato do Batman.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o orgulho para ele. Ficou mesmo realizado por ter levado o fato.&lt;br /&gt;São estas pequenas coisas que nos fazem felizes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7925073100356105055?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7925073100356105055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7925073100356105055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7925073100356105055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7925073100356105055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/03/bat-man.html' title='Bat Man'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqndpMcr1EA/TXpbrj0VgNI/AAAAAAAAFCg/E76NaLPE_O0/s72-c/04032011021%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4499768544356331955</id><published>2011-03-11T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:22:04.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>já lá vão 6 anos</title><content type='html'>Não tem sido fácil gerir vida pessoal com vida profissional e por isso mesmo não tem sido de todo possível alimentar este blog com tudo o que o meu filho me enche, com muita pena minha. Todos os dias delicio-me com as suas conversas, perguntas, descobertas.&lt;br /&gt;No dia 3 de Fevereiro fez 6 anos. Não dá para acreditar na rapidez com que cresce. Que saudades! &lt;br /&gt;Estás lindo, meu amor. Como tu próprio me dizes " Adoro-te para sempre" ( ai, esta frase enche-me tanto o coração).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DbTG97JOYM/TXpZxhrQLSI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/1K2pb4yjE3Q/s1600/6anos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DbTG97JOYM/TXpZxhrQLSI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/1K2pb4yjE3Q/s200/6anos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582873395467398434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evN9wEZjnmE/TXpZsfmdUiI/AAAAAAAAFCI/Dm8zMXcxCzY/s1600/1ano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evN9wEZjnmE/TXpZsfmdUiI/AAAAAAAAFCI/Dm8zMXcxCzY/s200/1ano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582873309011071522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4499768544356331955?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4499768544356331955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4499768544356331955&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4499768544356331955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4499768544356331955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-tem-sido-facil-gerir-vida-pessoal.html' title='já lá vão 6 anos'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DbTG97JOYM/TXpZxhrQLSI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/1K2pb4yjE3Q/s72-c/6anos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1712345699936351077</id><published>2011-01-24T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:43:33.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isto não vai ser fácil, não....!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4OUa9I9JI/AAAAAAAAFBk/LouTbBx77gs/s1600/mundo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4OUa9I9JI/AAAAAAAAFBk/LouTbBx77gs/s200/mundo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565901933472445586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas que começam a ser difíceis de responder...&lt;br /&gt;" Mae, como é que apareceu o mundo?"&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe, como é que apareceu o céu?"&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe, como é que nasceu a primeira pessoa?"&lt;br /&gt;" Mâe, quem descobriu a Polónia?"&lt;br /&gt;( está-se mesmo a ver que estão a falar dos países na escolinha) &lt;br /&gt;" Mãe, como é que apareceram todos os países?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1712345699936351077?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1712345699936351077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1712345699936351077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1712345699936351077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1712345699936351077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/01/isto-nao-vai-ser-facil-nao.html' title='Isto não vai ser fácil, não....!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4OUa9I9JI/AAAAAAAAFBk/LouTbBx77gs/s72-c/mundo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3620589517763000242</id><published>2011-01-24T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:24:09.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprender , Aprender, Aprender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4J383jlNI/AAAAAAAAFBU/huhQo1-J10E/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4J383jlNI/AAAAAAAAFBU/huhQo1-J10E/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565897046313112786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4JyGyOSxI/AAAAAAAAFBM/lejPUu-garw/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4JyGyOSxI/AAAAAAAAFBM/lejPUu-garw/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565896945895885586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou tão orgulhosa do meu Bernardo! &lt;br /&gt;Está cheio de vontade de aprender, e só me pede para fazer fichas e exercícios!&lt;br /&gt;Já identifica tão bem as letras e escreve com tanta vontade, quase que à espera que a caneta o ensine a ler e a escrever.&lt;br /&gt;É tão bom ensiná-lo e ter esta missão!&lt;br /&gt;O meu orgulho nas síladas e na escrita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3620589517763000242?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3620589517763000242/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3620589517763000242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3620589517763000242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3620589517763000242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2011/01/aprender-aprender-aprender.html' title='Aprender , Aprender, Aprender'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TT4J383jlNI/AAAAAAAAFBU/huhQo1-J10E/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8769412444299259077</id><published>2010-12-30T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:53:07.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brincar com criatividade e realidade</title><content type='html'>Graças ao JT, meu grande afilhado, o B recebeu emprestado uma mega caixa de playmobil que tem feito a alegria dele nos últimos tempos. &lt;br /&gt;Resolveu montar a vida dele com os playmobil, casa, carro, escola..muito bom. Além disso, "investiu" na casa de fins de semana, o Agreste, e ainda representou os avós, a "agrestar". Cá estão eles: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRzU0zyL_1I/AAAAAAAAFBA/h3xEJ06OdC8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRzU0zyL_1I/AAAAAAAAFBA/h3xEJ06OdC8/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556550043987345234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8769412444299259077?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8769412444299259077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8769412444299259077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8769412444299259077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8769412444299259077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/12/brincar-com-criatividade-e-realidade.html' title='Brincar com criatividade e realidade'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRzU0zyL_1I/AAAAAAAAFBA/h3xEJ06OdC8/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-845785274883736629</id><published>2010-12-30T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:46:37.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversa da passagem de ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRzS9gMDZXI/AAAAAAAAFA4/yn3Nw6R8xZo/s1600/calnd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRzS9gMDZXI/AAAAAAAAFA4/yn3Nw6R8xZo/s320/calnd.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556547994322691442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos a terminar 2010. Foi o ano dos 5 anos do Bernardo. Notei uma diferença enorme dos 4 para os 5. Cresceu imenso, em altura tem sido um exagero, nem sei bem de onde vem tanta altura. Em maturidade este ano foi marcante, ganhou segurança, autonomia, sentido de humor, descontracção. Cada vez mais solto e mais divertido. [Adoro as tuas gargalhadas, filho, especialmente quando tens cócegas].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em conversa sobre a passagem de ano, expliquei-lhe quantos dias tem um ano e disse-lhe que ele já viveu cerca de 1800 dias. Resposta: "hiiii, tantos dias" E tu, mãe?".&lt;br /&gt;Eh lá! Nunca tinha pensado sob esta perspectiva, contar os dias todos que já vivi. Ora vamos lá a contas: 13.505 dias! Não vou comentar!&lt;br /&gt;Resposta do B: "São muitos Mãe. Quantos dias vivemos então?" Pergunta grau 5! Muitos, muitos até sermos velhotinhos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-845785274883736629?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/845785274883736629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=845785274883736629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/845785274883736629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/845785274883736629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/12/conversa-da-passagem-de-ano.html' title='Conversa da passagem de ano'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRzS9gMDZXI/AAAAAAAAFA4/yn3Nw6R8xZo/s72-c/calnd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5353920189790514592</id><published>2010-12-29T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T03:55:28.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>presente de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRshewEcz2I/AAAAAAAAFAY/1qgl-iqAMxA/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRshewEcz2I/AAAAAAAAFAY/1qgl-iqAMxA/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556071377474998114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há realmente trabalhos e dedicação que me fascinam pelo que representam.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano, na escolinha, o B fez um presépio com a ajudas das Cs. Além de ter ficado um espectáculo, tão perfeitinho, e a paciência de ainda martelarem madeira e estar tudo pensado ao pormenor, gabo a dedicação para tão perfeito presente que ofereceram aos pais. Gabo ainda mais a dedicação, porque fizeram 23 presépios espectaculares, 23!&lt;br /&gt;Às Cs, o meu sincero agradecimento por toda a dedicação que fica marcada nestas prendinhas que tanto nos enchem e nos vão fazer recordar muita coisa. OBRIGADO por ensinaram estes valores ao meu filho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5353920189790514592?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5353920189790514592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5353920189790514592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5353920189790514592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5353920189790514592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/12/presente-de-natal.html' title='presente de Natal'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TRshewEcz2I/AAAAAAAAFAY/1qgl-iqAMxA/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8987431450351440384</id><published>2010-12-07T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:33:09.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lista de Natal 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TP5vxE_fpJI/AAAAAAAAFAI/omQSFMRqTU8/s1600/lista.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TP5vxE_fpJI/AAAAAAAAFAI/omQSFMRqTU8/s400/lista.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547994679911359634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe, é isto é o que que quero no Natal". &lt;br /&gt;Bem copiado dos panfletos de publicidade que nos invadem o correio nesta altura natalícia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8987431450351440384?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8987431450351440384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8987431450351440384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8987431450351440384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8987431450351440384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/12/lista-de-natal-2010.html' title='Lista de Natal 2010'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TP5vxE_fpJI/AAAAAAAAFAI/omQSFMRqTU8/s72-c/lista.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5140241333571847440</id><published>2010-11-29T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T06:59:18.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crise já chegou ao imaginário das crianças</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TPO_tPPW2hI/AAAAAAAAE_4/Vn0cxPvkRZw/s1600/imagesnatal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TPO_tPPW2hI/AAAAAAAAE_4/Vn0cxPvkRZw/s200/imagesnatal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544986350129175058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À conversa sobre o Natal:&lt;br /&gt;"- Mãe, sabes uma coisa? O Sócrates anda a roubar o Pai Natal".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5140241333571847440?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5140241333571847440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5140241333571847440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5140241333571847440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5140241333571847440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/11/crise-ja-chegou-ao-imaginario-das.html' title='A crise já chegou ao imaginário das crianças'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TPO_tPPW2hI/AAAAAAAAE_4/Vn0cxPvkRZw/s72-c/imagesnatal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3277755935066366292</id><published>2010-11-16T09:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:24:05.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bolas verdes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TOK9xKBQnkI/AAAAAAAAE_w/agKv-kiU-Z4/s1600/bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TOK9xKBQnkI/AAAAAAAAE_w/agKv-kiU-Z4/s200/bolas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540199143820009026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei bem o que será melhor pensar: feitio ou defeito? ...&lt;br /&gt;O B sempre foi uma criança muito calma, e que se porta ( quase) sempre bem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na escolinha todas as sextas, cada criança faz a sua auto-avaliação e vai buscar a bola do comportamento. O B diz-me sempre que escolheu a verde.&lt;br /&gt;É certo que fico orgulhosa, mas não deveria também trazer uma amarelinha de vez em quando?&lt;br /&gt;hum...isto de ser demasiado certinho ...se calhar daqui a uns anos dá direito a revolta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3277755935066366292?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3277755935066366292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3277755935066366292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3277755935066366292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3277755935066366292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/11/bolas-verdes.html' title='bolas verdes'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TOK9xKBQnkI/AAAAAAAAE_w/agKv-kiU-Z4/s72-c/bolas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5069584396184907784</id><published>2010-11-16T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:15:43.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sem palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TOK8GNB63KI/AAAAAAAAE_o/wyKlFBH4czM/s1600/maos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TOK8GNB63KI/AAAAAAAAE_o/wyKlFBH4czM/s200/maos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540197306382081186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe&lt;br /&gt;-sabes uma coisa? ( com uma expressão feliz)&lt;br /&gt;-sabes?&lt;br /&gt;-Quando eu morrer eu volto, sabias?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó filho...deixaste-me sem palavras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5069584396184907784?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5069584396184907784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5069584396184907784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5069584396184907784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5069584396184907784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/11/sem-palavras.html' title='sem palavras'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TOK8GNB63KI/AAAAAAAAE_o/wyKlFBH4czM/s72-c/maos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5815500293581985081</id><published>2010-11-03T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T03:42:21.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4queijos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TNE8RnnU0bI/AAAAAAAAE_g/Tcx7b4ltV0M/s1600/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TNE8RnnU0bI/AAAAAAAAE_g/Tcx7b4ltV0M/s320/pizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535271690404417970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao contrário da mãe, o B adora queijo. O prato que mais gosta? Pizza 4 queijos! A má notícia? É que é um martírio para mim jantar junto dele com cheiro a queijo por tudo quanto é lado. Mas mãe, é mãe, certo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5815500293581985081?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5815500293581985081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5815500293581985081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5815500293581985081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5815500293581985081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/11/4queijos.html' title='4queijos'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TNE8RnnU0bI/AAAAAAAAE_g/Tcx7b4ltV0M/s72-c/pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2041855840312169948</id><published>2010-10-22T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:37:48.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>matemática pura?</title><content type='html'>"Mãe, se eu faço quando tu me pedes, tu também tens que fazer quando eu digo para fazer".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2041855840312169948?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2041855840312169948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2041855840312169948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2041855840312169948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2041855840312169948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/10/matematica-pura.html' title='matemática pura?'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3531859196904455599</id><published>2010-10-06T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T04:33:37.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OVO de ouvir!</title><content type='html'>Ultimamente, tem sido frequente:&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe, não ovo nada"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3531859196904455599?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3531859196904455599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3531859196904455599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3531859196904455599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3531859196904455599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/10/ovo-de-ouvir.html' title='OVO de ouvir!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1024329518987237536</id><published>2010-10-06T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T04:32:31.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hino Nacional</title><content type='html'>Versão do B: " Heróis do mar nobre POÇO!"&lt;br /&gt;Já estivemos mais longe, já já!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1024329518987237536?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1024329518987237536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1024329518987237536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1024329518987237536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1024329518987237536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/10/hino-nacional.html' title='Hino Nacional'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2904971596384510621</id><published>2010-09-15T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:12:14.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeira mentirinha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TJD82yiD4XI/AAAAAAAAE-w/rt_bu0O4Zno/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TJD82yiD4XI/AAAAAAAAE-w/rt_bu0O4Zno/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517187561736626546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O B desde o Verão que não anda muito amigo de leite, se já leite sem nada não encaixa, agora afinou  com o leite com chocolate...e com muita criatividade lá conseguimos que o leite desça todos os dias....Nas férias correu bem.&lt;br /&gt;Começaram as aulas e já estava a ver que não iamos ter tanto tempo para o ritual do leite...começou a correr bem. Na sexta-feira, após o meu banho matinal, foi uma surpresa porque bebeu o leite todo sem qualquer contestação. Dei-lhe os parabéns.&lt;br /&gt;Sábado de manhã: o mesmo ritual, com a diferença que não fui logo tomar banho. Pergunta do B: " Mãe, quando vais tomar banho "? &lt;br /&gt;Hum, achei estranha a pergunta!&lt;br /&gt;Passado 2 minutos oiço barulho na cozinha, fui espreitar. Vejo-o de bailarina na mão a limpar o lava-loiça, com o pequeno pormenor da bailarina estar cheia de leite com chocolate! Pimba: deitou o leite fora! &lt;br /&gt;Perguntei-lhe: -"B, deixaste o leite fora'?"&lt;br /&gt;- "não" ( cabisbaixo e completamente comprometido e com as mãos cheias de leite com chocolate)!&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a perguntar pedindo que olhasse para mim:&lt;br /&gt;- "B, deixaste o leite fora'?"&lt;br /&gt;- "sim", um genuíno sim. &lt;br /&gt;Seguiu-se a explicação e tudo se resolveu. Mas fiquei com o coração do tamanho de uma ervilha...o meu bébé já anda a maquinar soluções alternativas! E sim, na sexta enganou-me e bem!&lt;br /&gt;Adorei a parte de limpar tudo...seria melhor não deixar qualquer rasto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2904971596384510621?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2904971596384510621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2904971596384510621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2904971596384510621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2904971596384510621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/09/primeira-mentirinha.html' title='Primeira mentirinha!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TJD82yiD4XI/AAAAAAAAE-w/rt_bu0O4Zno/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6688702651587155066</id><published>2010-09-15T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:34:37.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas que raio de pergunta...</title><content type='html'>-"Mãe, quando eu morrer vou ser uma estátua?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6688702651587155066?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6688702651587155066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6688702651587155066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6688702651587155066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6688702651587155066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/09/mas-que-raio-de-pergunta.html' title='Mas que raio de pergunta...'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4425514365432211590</id><published>2010-09-08T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:54:48.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Começam as perguntas difíceis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TIe_wXJhkLI/AAAAAAAAE-o/bYedrZlf3aQ/s1600/question.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TIe_wXJhkLI/AAAAAAAAE-o/bYedrZlf3aQ/s320/question.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514587106307051698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe- o que é paciência?"&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe- o que é inveja?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4425514365432211590?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4425514365432211590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4425514365432211590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4425514365432211590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4425514365432211590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/09/comecam-as-perguntas-dificeis.html' title='Começam as perguntas difíceis'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TIe_wXJhkLI/AAAAAAAAE-o/bYedrZlf3aQ/s72-c/question.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4683285199622834614</id><published>2010-08-30T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:10:20.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>À descoberta do mundo</title><content type='html'>-Mãe...o que é ficar bêbado?&lt;br /&gt;-É assim meio tonto e só dizer disparates (versão light da coisa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4683285199622834614?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4683285199622834614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4683285199622834614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4683285199622834614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4683285199622834614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/08/descoberta-do-mundo.html' title='À descoberta do mundo'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3353175816900420583</id><published>2010-08-27T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:54:06.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ya!</title><content type='html'>Bem, além do Bué, agora temos o YA. "sim YA!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3353175816900420583?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3353175816900420583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3353175816900420583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3353175816900420583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3353175816900420583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/08/ya.html' title='ya!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6748292336028495809</id><published>2010-08-19T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:00:32.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As ferias de Verão 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TG2pWOERFPI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/43yhBGe1KJY/s1600/P1190078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TG2pWOERFPI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/43yhBGe1KJY/s320/P1190078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507244118542193906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu o B, estamos de férias com a tia R e as primas. Vamos as duas gerindo a criançada com muito sentido prático já que as duas estamos sintonizadas na mesma frequência: cozinhar o mínimo possível!! Tem corrido bastante bem. O B e a prima Filipa dão-se muito bem, o único senão é fazerem complot contra a Clarinha, mas o que vale é que esta não se deixa ficar para trás! Temos tido grandes momentos todos juntos, e as férias têm sabido optimamente bem. É tão bom acordar devagar, encher de beijos o meu filhote, levar o dia a receber abracinhos...é tão bom! É tão bom sentir que temos todo o tempo do mundo para estar com o nosso filho! Quem me dera conseguir esta sintonia em ritmo de trabalho...só nos fazia bem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6748292336028495809?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6748292336028495809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6748292336028495809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6748292336028495809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6748292336028495809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-ferias-de-verao-2010.html' title='As ferias de Verão 2010'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TG2pWOERFPI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/43yhBGe1KJY/s72-c/P1190078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-479686125704817636</id><published>2010-08-18T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T15:31:16.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit do Verão 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TGxezmy9WII/AAAAAAAAE-Q/JN55wtOcRvo/s1600/P1190079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TGxezmy9WII/AAAAAAAAE-Q/JN55wtOcRvo/s400/P1190079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506880685047896194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolas de cuspo. Dá para acreditar nesta porcalhice?&lt;br /&gt;Este Verão passa a vida a fazer isto? Bem, é melhor do que " arrumar o salão", de mal o menos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-479686125704817636?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/479686125704817636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=479686125704817636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/479686125704817636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/479686125704817636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/08/hit-do-verao-2010.html' title='Hit do Verão 2010'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TGxezmy9WII/AAAAAAAAE-Q/JN55wtOcRvo/s72-c/P1190079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7539843934179247990</id><published>2010-08-17T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:37:49.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bué</title><content type='html'>E eu a pensar que isto estava bué, bué longe, mas afinal está bué, bué perto! Este Verão é a palavra de ordem. Bué para cá, bué para lá! BUÉ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7539843934179247990?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7539843934179247990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7539843934179247990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7539843934179247990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7539843934179247990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/08/bue.html' title='Bué'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2946166966620103068</id><published>2010-08-16T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:08:06.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta</title><content type='html'>Mensagem de volta de férias do B: "Mãe, tive infinitas saudades tuas"...Rendida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2946166966620103068?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2946166966620103068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2946166966620103068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2946166966620103068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2946166966620103068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/08/de-volta.html' title='De volta'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4698948453384552966</id><published>2010-07-26T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T07:44:30.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eu na barriga da mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TE2etrc2FYI/AAAAAAAAE9o/_oIS8IcTJ7s/s1600/nasce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TE2etrc2FYI/AAAAAAAAE9o/_oIS8IcTJ7s/s400/nasce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498225227684255106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4698948453384552966?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4698948453384552966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4698948453384552966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4698948453384552966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4698948453384552966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-na-barriga-da-mae.html' title='eu na barriga da mãe'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TE2etrc2FYI/AAAAAAAAE9o/_oIS8IcTJ7s/s72-c/nasce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6665954221749626688</id><published>2010-07-13T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:54:49.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a carta ao amigo secreto</title><content type='html'>que o B escreveu. Foi para o seu amigo Afonso. Já escreve tão bem o meu filhinho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDyoFXM3LPI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/e2mToAAf110/s1600/mensagem+do+be.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/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDyoFXM3LPI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/e2mToAAf110/s320/mensagem+do+be.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493450455565937906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDyoBaJFhaI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/EcJuOGHIb8o/s1600/carta+do+Beni+para.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/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDyoBaJFhaI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/EcJuOGHIb8o/s320/carta+do+Beni+para.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493450387635930530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6665954221749626688?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6665954221749626688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6665954221749626688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6665954221749626688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6665954221749626688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/carta-ao-amigo-secreto.html' title='a carta ao amigo secreto'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDyoFXM3LPI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/e2mToAAf110/s72-c/mensagem+do+be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5783041423302702173</id><published>2010-07-13T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:49:48.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carros que não dormem</title><content type='html'>"Mãe, Porque é que os carros de noite andam? Não dormem?"&lt;br /&gt;O imaginário das crianças é realmente criativo. Para o B os carros têm personalidade, são como as pessoas, devem dormir como as pessoas dormem, tipo faisca McQueen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5783041423302702173?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5783041423302702173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5783041423302702173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5783041423302702173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5783041423302702173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/carros-que-nao-dormem.html' title='carros que não dormem'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-404120097425170111</id><published>2010-07-09T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:45:52.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amigo secreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbu1UUUfWI/AAAAAAAAE84/9BZX8W3zbKY/s1600/FILE0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbu1UUUfWI/AAAAAAAAE84/9BZX8W3zbKY/s320/FILE0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491839395379314018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O B foi com a escola fazer um visita aos CTT e todos os meninos escreveram uma carta a um amigo secreto. A expectativa de receber a mesma era grande e todos os dias o B perguntava. Até que chegou e orgulhosamente disse " o meu amigo secreto é o Gui". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbvUa59YzI/AAAAAAAAE9A/1_R-U08xPVA/s1600/1823_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbvUa59YzI/AAAAAAAAE9A/1_R-U08xPVA/s320/1823_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491839929723740978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbvovx1f7I/AAAAAAAAE9I/H2fUPLNO7Fc/s1600/1824_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbvovx1f7I/AAAAAAAAE9I/H2fUPLNO7Fc/s320/1824_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491840278924197810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-404120097425170111?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/404120097425170111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=404120097425170111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/404120097425170111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/404120097425170111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/amigo-secreto.html' title='amigo secreto'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbu1UUUfWI/AAAAAAAAE84/9BZX8W3zbKY/s72-c/FILE0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1342551485617460867</id><published>2010-07-09T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:11:00.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prainha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbnDXBt7aI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/8ZBYC31nJfw/s1600/praianha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbnDXBt7aI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/8ZBYC31nJfw/s200/praianha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491830840531742114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lá vão eles para a prainha todas as manhãs. Adoram este programa. O momento alto é o adeus...e se há uma mãe ou pai que não participe nesse momento, é o drama total.&lt;br /&gt;Lá estou eu, todas as manhãs, neste ritual que, no fundo, adoro e que vejo que é tão importante para o B ( só não gosto muito do stress matinal de acordar uma hora mais cedo, mas estamos cá para isto mesmo!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1342551485617460867?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1342551485617460867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1342551485617460867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1342551485617460867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1342551485617460867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/prainha.html' title='prainha'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDbnDXBt7aI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/8ZBYC31nJfw/s72-c/praianha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4874777161691788289</id><published>2010-07-08T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T06:44:43.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 ano</title><content type='html'>Fez ontem 1 ano que iniciei este 'documentário' que pretende registar o crescimento do B, para que eu nunca me esqueça destes episódios que tanto me enchem a vida, e para que um dia possa transformar em livro e oferecer-lhe. Aqui estarão registos da nossa vida, dos seus amigos, das suas referências, da escola, das suas aprendizagens, todas as suas descobertas...todas as situações que diariamente abraça.&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns páginas B:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4874777161691788289?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4874777161691788289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4874777161691788289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4874777161691788289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4874777161691788289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/1-ano.html' title='1 ano'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1241045549658429770</id><published>2010-07-06T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T03:15:54.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e mais um aninho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDMCT4LVQ5I/AAAAAAAAE8Q/JIKrrTp3ijA/s1600/be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDMCT4LVQ5I/AAAAAAAAE8Q/JIKrrTp3ijA/s200/be.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490734911215453074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDMB3Wcr3RI/AAAAAAAAE8I/EDIox7Kbr7k/s1600/Festa+escola+-+2010+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDMB3Wcr3RI/AAAAAAAAE8I/EDIox7Kbr7k/s200/Festa+escola+-+2010+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490734421125094674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá decorreu a festinha de fim de ano da escola. O B fez de zebra, e assumiu o papel em grande. Todos os meninos estavam dedicadíssimos à sua missão "selvagem". &lt;br /&gt;A Cátia e a Cila têm sempre grande dedicação e criatividade, que os envolve sempre com grande entusiasmo. Fica aqui o meu agradecimento pela forma como se dedicam a todas as crianças, e pela relação extraordinário que têm com todos...quando isto acabar vou chorar, é certo! Mães, vamos fazer uma abaixo assinado para o Centro passar a incluir o 1º ciclo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1241045549658429770?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1241045549658429770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1241045549658429770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1241045549658429770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1241045549658429770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-mais-um-aninho.html' title='e mais um aninho'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDMCT4LVQ5I/AAAAAAAAE8Q/JIKrrTp3ijA/s72-c/be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7979825018755947187</id><published>2010-07-05T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:07:53.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gosto dela, sim...</title><content type='html'>Na sexta, tivemos um jantar tipo arraial em casa da tia Isabel, a famosa inauguração da garagem. Estava lá a sobrinha da Isabel, a Laurinha, que deve ter uns 7 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Quando fomos para casa, já tarde, o B perguntou-me quem era aquela menina loira de olhos claros? &lt;br /&gt;Eu estava longe da sintonia, e expliquei quem era. E continuou a fazer perguntas?&lt;br /&gt;- ela não vai para casa?&lt;br /&gt;- ela costuma ir a casa da tia isabel?&lt;br /&gt;De repente fez-se alguma luz...comecei a achar que já era muito pergunta sobre a Laurinha, até que perguntei: &lt;br /&gt;- Gostaste dela, foi?&lt;br /&gt;- sim, gostei dela, é bonita!&lt;br /&gt;Parece que está a acordar para novas realidades! E ainda por cima, com os mesmos gostos da mãe, loiros!!AHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7979825018755947187?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7979825018755947187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7979825018755947187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7979825018755947187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7979825018755947187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/gosto-dela-sim.html' title='gosto dela, sim...'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5916940649858477365</id><published>2010-07-05T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T03:19:21.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vamos a contas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDL9hg3TTtI/AAAAAAAAE8A/CIE16lM9Bec/s1600/IMAGE_399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDL9hg3TTtI/AAAAAAAAE8A/CIE16lM9Bec/s200/IMAGE_399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490729647917453010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O B começou a perguntar-me como se vaziam contas! E disse-me " já sei fazer algumas":&lt;br /&gt;- 2+ 2= 4&lt;br /&gt;- 3+3= 6&lt;br /&gt;Pediu-me para lhe ensinar mais e como é que se contava.&lt;br /&gt;Lá lhe expliquei que deveria contar com os dedos...e lá passamos um serão a fazer contas. Chegando mesmo a 15+ 15 e ele a contar tudo pelos dedos. Espectáculo. Adoro vê-lo a perceber a lógica das coisas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDHMFjtEuBI/AAAAAAAAE74/Nwl4W6o5tOQ/s1600/Contar-dedos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDHMFjtEuBI/AAAAAAAAE74/Nwl4W6o5tOQ/s200/Contar-dedos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490393816597051410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte voltou-me a pedir e lá pegámos num caderno. Ensinei que para somar deveria fazer tracinhos dos números e que depois só tinha que os contar. E ele gosta mesmo disto! Chegámos a fazer 40 tracinhos para ele contar 20+20 = 40!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5916940649858477365?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5916940649858477365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5916940649858477365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5916940649858477365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5916940649858477365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/07/vamos-contas.html' title='vamos a contas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TDL9hg3TTtI/AAAAAAAAE8A/CIE16lM9Bec/s72-c/IMAGE_399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4701635359562485705</id><published>2010-06-25T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T05:15:23.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vai ao talho!</title><content type='html'>O B vai ter a festa de final de ano da escola e vai fazer de Zebra. &lt;br /&gt;Na escola a C. comentou que estava dificil arranjar a cabeça da Zebra. Resultado: o B chegou a casa e disse-me: "Mãe,tens que ir ao talho comprar uma cabeça de Zebra!!&lt;br /&gt;Já estou a imaginar a cena...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4701635359562485705?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4701635359562485705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4701635359562485705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4701635359562485705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4701635359562485705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/06/vai-ao-talho.html' title='vai ao talho!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6657755108327711523</id><published>2010-06-16T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:15:06.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>há amizades que se querem duradouras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TBlMnvD9m5I/AAAAAAAAE7w/8Ew9LNjiJ88/s1600/FILE0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TBlMnvD9m5I/AAAAAAAAE7w/8Ew9LNjiJ88/s200/FILE0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483498266831985554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é uma delas. &lt;br /&gt;B e V em grande conversa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6657755108327711523?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6657755108327711523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6657755108327711523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6657755108327711523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6657755108327711523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/06/ha-amizades-que-se-querem-duradouras.html' title='há amizades que se querem duradouras'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TBlMnvD9m5I/AAAAAAAAE7w/8Ew9LNjiJ88/s72-c/FILE0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5958992691630738447</id><published>2010-06-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:59:55.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o resultado das aulinhas de viola</title><content type='html'>Estou orgulhosa, muito orgulhosa do meu filho e dos restantes alunos de 4 e 5 anos das aulinhas de viola. Foi um desafio enorme, dar aulas para estas idades, mas até agora valeu bem a pena. Ao fim de 6 meses de aulas, já fazem os acordes Mi-, Mi+, Lá -, lá -, e ré+. 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Vale os euros que se gastam! Neste momento com 50 cromos para a troca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-9180558460655678772?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/9180558460655678772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=9180558460655678772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/9180558460655678772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/9180558460655678772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/06/febre-do-mundial.html' title='a febre do mundial'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/TBlIIrpZrsI/AAAAAAAAE7o/pnrgIWodPlw/s72-c/FILE0245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7608366232881301287</id><published>2010-06-07T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T10:54:34.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chila?!</title><content type='html'>- "Mãe, tenho que dizer à chila para não fazer chichi de noite?"&lt;br /&gt;- Chila? O que é a chila, filho?&lt;br /&gt;- É aquilo que está cá dentro...é chila, não é ??? ( a apontar para a barriguinha )&lt;br /&gt;- AH!A bexiga!! Dizer à bexiga...pois é tens que dizer à bexiga ( tens, tens porque três calças por noite já não estou a dar conta do recado, mas adoro-te à mesma:) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7608366232881301287?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7608366232881301287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7608366232881301287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7608366232881301287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7608366232881301287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/06/chila.html' title='chila?!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1157719096747045979</id><published>2010-06-04T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T07:22:16.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adoro estas saídas!</title><content type='html'>"Gorda da Costa, da Costaça da Silva Costa."&lt;br /&gt;"Gordaça da Costa da Silva..."&lt;br /&gt;"Gordaça da Costaça da Gorda da Costa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas são as expressões que o B utiliza quando me quer chamar "alguma coisa"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1157719096747045979?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1157719096747045979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1157719096747045979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1157719096747045979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1157719096747045979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/06/adoro-estas-saidas.html' title='adoro estas saídas!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-2615698829071427933</id><published>2010-05-25T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T06:18:00.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mãe, és tu e eu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_vNlK9iQhI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/dbE_fUjOuJI/s1600/FILE0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_vNlK9iQhI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/dbE_fUjOuJI/s200/FILE0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475195810480275986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu e o B. &lt;br /&gt;Obrigado filho. Gostei do vestido e do colar! Deixaste-me um pouco careca, mas ok, estás perdoado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-2615698829071427933?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/2615698829071427933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=2615698829071427933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2615698829071427933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/2615698829071427933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/mae-e-mae.html' title='mãe, és tu e eu!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_vNlK9iQhI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/dbE_fUjOuJI/s72-c/FILE0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-531141933768746969</id><published>2010-05-24T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:07:40.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contra o sofá!</title><content type='html'>Porque é que as crianças adoram sentar-se à frente da televisão de pernas cruzadas e deixam de lado o sofá? Como é que ficam mais cómodos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-531141933768746969?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/531141933768746969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=531141933768746969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/531141933768746969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/531141933768746969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/contra-o-sofa.html' title='contra o sofá!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7984498013173651202</id><published>2010-05-21T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T04:40:43.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pato na agulha</title><content type='html'>O B adora arroz de pato e sempre que posso lá vou eu ao pinguim buscar uma dose. &lt;br /&gt;Ontem foi dia de arroz de pato e questionou o seu grande amigo Henrique :) como se faz o arroz de pato. O Henrique, com a sua experiência de longa data de grande cozinheiro!!, lá explicou: &lt;br /&gt;- ...cozes o arroz e depois cozes o pato....&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta do B- "Cozes o pato com uma agulha??!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que raio, porque é que inventam palavras que servem para coisas diferentes??! A miudagem tem toda a razão- a lingua portuguesa é mesmo traiçoeira! Como ainda não sabem escrever ... &lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;Coser e cozer são dois verbos da língua portuguesa que são muito frequentemente confundidos. Assim, importa esclarecer o significado de cada um deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejamos:&lt;br /&gt;- coser: costurar; unir com pontos de agulha.&lt;br /&gt;- cozer: cozinhar; preparar alimentos ao lume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7984498013173651202?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7984498013173651202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7984498013173651202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7984498013173651202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7984498013173651202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/pato-na-agulha.html' title='Pato na agulha'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5149150635058765728</id><published>2010-05-19T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:44:00.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amiguinhos</title><content type='html'>O B desde bébé que tem 3 peluches. &lt;br /&gt;Um Urso, chamado de Bubu.&lt;br /&gt;Um pinguim chamado de Pingu.&lt;br /&gt;Um golfinho, chamado de Guggu.&lt;br /&gt;Antes gostava de dormir só com o Bubu. &lt;br /&gt;Agora para dormir a cama parece um jardim zoológico. Tudo ao molho! &lt;br /&gt;O resultado de umas noites sempre bem passadas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_RbTEUb3CI/AAAAAAAAE7A/f96TfL2OSc4/s1600/P1180521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_RbTEUb3CI/AAAAAAAAE7A/f96TfL2OSc4/s200/P1180521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473099830297091106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5149150635058765728?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5149150635058765728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5149150635058765728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5149150635058765728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5149150635058765728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/amiguinhos.html' title='amiguinhos'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_RbTEUb3CI/AAAAAAAAE7A/f96TfL2OSc4/s72-c/P1180521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1416332200814663746</id><published>2010-05-19T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:35:38.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sapatos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_RZlU0iOnI/AAAAAAAAE64/34sZS8JKgIs/s1600/5ed8af65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_RZlU0iOnI/AAAAAAAAE64/34sZS8JKgIs/s200/5ed8af65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473097944941083250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há tempos disse ao B que lhe tinha que comprar uns sapatos. &lt;br /&gt;Resposta imediata: "Compras aqueles que respiram?"&lt;br /&gt;Lá fomos comprar os famosos sapatos e já saídos da sapataria com os sapatos calçados ( como eu adorava fazer isto também...), o B pára e diz: " mãe, não se ouve a respirar como dá na televisão"! O B achava mesmo que ao andar se ouvia e que via a sair o ar! Nem me tinha ocorrido tal expectativa da coisa! Felizmente que continua a usá-los e são os preferidos, apesar da experiência menos sonora e visual que tanto ansiava.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1416332200814663746?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1416332200814663746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1416332200814663746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1416332200814663746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1416332200814663746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/sapatos.html' title='sapatos'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S_RZlU0iOnI/AAAAAAAAE64/34sZS8JKgIs/s72-c/5ed8af65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3949822027858649953</id><published>2010-05-09T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:30:12.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mãe, vais...?</title><content type='html'>- "Mãe, vais ao Rock in rio?!"&lt;br /&gt;- Ah?!!! &lt;br /&gt;" Não gostas das músicas?"&lt;br /&gt;-Ah??! &lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente o meu filho já não é um bébé!! nem queria acreditar nesta conversa...&lt;br /&gt;De repente achei que ele tinha 14 e já me estava a pedir para ir! Já que já é fã da lady Gaga, que eu mal conheco!&lt;br /&gt;Isto está a andar demasiado depppppppppreeeeeeeesssssssaaaaaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3949822027858649953?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3949822027858649953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3949822027858649953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3949822027858649953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3949822027858649953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/mae-vais.html' title='Mãe, vais...?'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8822551801954066979</id><published>2010-05-05T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:17:38.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gostava...</title><content type='html'>De conseguir escrever tudo, de documentar todo o nosso dia a dia. Gostava de filmar todos os momentos em que nos rimos, em que brincamos, em que partilhamos, em que conversamos, em que nos zangamos... para nunca nunca que me esquecer de nada. O tempo está a passar demasiado depressa... Gostava que tivesse fresco na minha mente todos os momentos em que o B era bébé, todos, mas já muitos se desvaneceram. Gostava de ter a capacidade de andar para trás no tempo e olhá-lo no berço de novo.  Gostava de me lembrar de todas as descobertas à medida que foi crescendo, de todos os beijos que me deu, de todos os abraços que cruzámos...de tudo. &lt;br /&gt;O bom é sentir que todos os dias basta um olhar, um beijo, um  abraço para sentir uma plenitude de sentimentos, que tudo o que já não me lembro está simplesmente condensado em amor. E isso é muito bom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8822551801954066979?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8822551801954066979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8822551801954066979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8822551801954066979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8822551801954066979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/gostava.html' title='Gostava...'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-501882257578816043</id><published>2010-05-05T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:00:36.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prenda do dia da mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S-HbzaIJ9_I/AAAAAAAAE6w/UeC_X2OZMF0/s1600/FILE0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S-HbzaIJ9_I/AAAAAAAAE6w/UeC_X2OZMF0/s200/FILE0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467893098837833714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pote da fortuna:&lt;br /&gt;Sou o tesouro mais preciso da minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;mas para que nunca lhe falte nada&lt;br /&gt;um pote da fortuna&lt;br /&gt;fiz para ela também. &lt;br /&gt;(simbolo da felicidade e da fortuna)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-501882257578816043?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/501882257578816043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=501882257578816043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/501882257578816043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/501882257578816043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/prenda-do-dia-da-mae.html' title='prenda do dia da mãe'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S-HbzaIJ9_I/AAAAAAAAE6w/UeC_X2OZMF0/s72-c/FILE0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7815150701474924851</id><published>2010-05-04T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T10:08:12.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinhas</title><content type='html'>"-Mãe, tem pinhas, o peixe"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7815150701474924851?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7815150701474924851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7815150701474924851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7815150701474924851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7815150701474924851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/05/pinhas.html' title='pinhas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8246724508183078387</id><published>2010-04-27T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:56:29.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mola no nariz!</title><content type='html'>O b às vezes não gosta das minhas sopas...eu bem me esforço com a bimby, mas parece que há dias piores que outros. Ontem pedia-me para tapar o nariz enquanto ele comia a sopa. E lá estava eu, com os dedos a tapar-lhe o nariz, e ele a comer a sopa com algum sacrifício. Claro que estava a ser motivo de brincadeira, risota geral ao ponto de tentarmos a técnica da mola no nariz! Resultou...1 minuto! Estratégia seguinte, colocar um pano no nariz! Bem , basicamente foi a forma divertida de ele acabar a sopa. A meio ainda me disse "Se tu tivesses 5 anos e eu 40, também te obrigava a comer a sopa"! &lt;br /&gt;Apanham tudooooooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8246724508183078387?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8246724508183078387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8246724508183078387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8246724508183078387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8246724508183078387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/mola-no-nariz.html' title='mola no nariz!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3134107426185006172</id><published>2010-04-19T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:18:30.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a descoberta dos ossos</title><content type='html'>Manhã de 2ªfeira, sempre dificil....procurando-se puxar pela boa disposição a ferros. Enquanto visto o B, pergunta-me: &lt;br /&gt;-" mãe, tenho aqui um alto"&lt;br /&gt;-"onde filho?". Mostra-me o pulso, onde todo o ser humano tem o osso saído, o chamado osso pisiforme &lt;br /&gt;- "isso toda a gente tem, é normal, são os nossos ossos".&lt;br /&gt;- " o que são ossos?"&lt;br /&gt;- " são a parte dura que está dentro de nós, tens carninha e osso"&lt;br /&gt;- "E aqui? Também tenho uma coisa saída aqui atrás no pescoço"&lt;br /&gt;- "É normal filho, todos temos"&lt;br /&gt;- "Também tenho aqui muitos altos nas costas"&lt;br /&gt;- " Temos todos filho, as nossas costas são assim"....&lt;br /&gt;Adoro estas perguntas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-3134107426185006172?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3134107426185006172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3134107426185006172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3134107426185006172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3134107426185006172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/descoberta-dos-ossos.html' title='a descoberta dos ossos'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8077241999064335077</id><published>2010-04-19T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:59:02.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o primeiro cd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S8xvetQpsCI/AAAAAAAAE6o/g_5EopOA51k/s1600/cd_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S8xvetQpsCI/AAAAAAAAE6o/g_5EopOA51k/s200/cd_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461863021429764130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O B sempre gostou muito de música, canta imenso, e agora está na fase de dançar..apresentando-me alguns novos "esquemas".&lt;br /&gt;Ontem perguntou-me se podia ter o cd do Panda Biggs, sempre que passa na tv, lá canta as musicas todas...ok,ok...vou tratar disso!&lt;br /&gt;É o primeiro cd da colecção dele. Muitos virão com certeza...vou já reservar uma prateleira lá em casa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8077241999064335077?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8077241999064335077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8077241999064335077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8077241999064335077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8077241999064335077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-primeiro-cd.html' title='o primeiro cd'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S8xvetQpsCI/AAAAAAAAE6o/g_5EopOA51k/s72-c/cd_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-820897797951987661</id><published>2010-04-18T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:11:48.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ídolos animados</title><content type='html'>O B nunca foi pessoa de ficar muito tempo a ver desenhos animados, começou agora a ficar atento do principio ao fim, mas só com  2 desenhos: Gormiti e Ben 10. Adora. Fica o registo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-820897797951987661?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/820897797951987661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=820897797951987661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/820897797951987661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/820897797951987661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/idolos-animados.html' title='ídolos animados'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4538805642760583238</id><published>2010-04-05T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T04:09:30.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a fase dos porquês</title><content type='html'>"Mãe, porque é que os senhores das notícias sabem tudo?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4538805642760583238?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4538805642760583238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4538805642760583238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4538805642760583238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4538805642760583238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/fase-dos-porques.html' title='a fase dos porquês'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1424289440163880555</id><published>2010-04-02T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:16:47.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eurodisney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S7ZXVIwcYBI/AAAAAAAAE0s/Vqb9ntEekm4/s1600/FILE0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S7ZXVIwcYBI/AAAAAAAAE0s/Vqb9ntEekm4/s200/FILE0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455644019245473810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos à eurodisney. Um espectáculo. Adoraram, deslumbraram e viveram verdadeiramente o mundo da fantasia. 5 estrelas, portaram-se lindamente bem. Aqui deixo uma pequena amostra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1424289440163880555?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1424289440163880555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1424289440163880555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1424289440163880555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1424289440163880555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/eurodisney.html' title='eurodisney'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S7ZXVIwcYBI/AAAAAAAAE0s/Vqb9ntEekm4/s72-c/FILE0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-6076105135378110408</id><published>2010-04-02T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:59:37.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dia das mentiras</title><content type='html'>Ontem dia das mentiras. Expliquei ao B o que era e terminei a gozar  vou-te enfiar uma peta!!" Resposta dele: "onde, mãe?" ..é justo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-6076105135378110408?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/6076105135378110408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=6076105135378110408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6076105135378110408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/6076105135378110408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/04/dia-das-mentiras.html' title='dia das mentiras'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-7652809084769187454</id><published>2010-03-23T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:56:18.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porquê?</title><content type='html'>"Mãe&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que a terra é redonda e isto é tudo tão liso??"&lt;br /&gt;(resposta do avó- é como o queijo. é uma bola, mas depois é cortado às fatias e fica bem lisinho). Resumidamente, isto são tudo fatias, umas mais grossas que outras!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-7652809084769187454?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/7652809084769187454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=7652809084769187454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7652809084769187454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/7652809084769187454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/03/porque.html' title='Porquê?'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-9173384800684345757</id><published>2010-03-16T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:17:07.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias merecidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S5_KxSNobNI/AAAAAAAAD-o/_4nmJcFIbV8/s1600-h/23546_1205189220018_1537278667_30436191_6977759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S5_KxSNobNI/AAAAAAAAD-o/_4nmJcFIbV8/s200/23546_1205189220018_1537278667_30436191_6977759_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449297022193003730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos para a neve.&lt;br /&gt;O meu B esteve em grande! Meu grande companheiro!&lt;br /&gt;Entre descidas de tobogan, bonecos de neve e crêpes au chocolat, lá deu para o atirar para uma pista. Deu-se muito bem. Para o ano já sobe comigo!&lt;br /&gt;Grande b.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-9173384800684345757?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/9173384800684345757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=9173384800684345757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/9173384800684345757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/9173384800684345757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/03/ferias-merecidas.html' title='Férias merecidas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S5_KxSNobNI/AAAAAAAAD-o/_4nmJcFIbV8/s72-c/23546_1205189220018_1537278667_30436191_6977759_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1276786650180969637</id><published>2010-03-05T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T04:43:51.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tantas perguntas à primeira hora!</title><content type='html'>Saída de casa...&lt;br /&gt;Hall do prédio...&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe isto é ferro? (a apontar para a pedra do prédio)"&lt;br /&gt;" Não filho, é pedra"&lt;br /&gt;Entrada no elevador...&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe e isto é pedra?" (paredes do elevador)&lt;br /&gt;" Não , filho é aluminio" ( ficou a pensar mas não perguntou o que era aluminio)&lt;br /&gt;Entrada no carro...&lt;br /&gt;" Mãe isto é ferro?" (porta do carro)&lt;br /&gt;" Não, filho, chapa". &lt;br /&gt;" O que é Chapa?"&lt;br /&gt;"hummm...é ferro esmagado"!&lt;br /&gt;" E os passeios?"&lt;br /&gt;" É pedra"&lt;br /&gt;" E a estrada?"&lt;br /&gt;" É alcatrão "&lt;br /&gt;" E o que é alcatrão?"&lt;br /&gt;E continuou até ficar na escola, desde a porta da escola aos cabides !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-1276786650180969637?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1276786650180969637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1276786650180969637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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motivação!&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai um cheirinho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4b56fe9a1386f39" 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" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4545085868294006029</id><published>2010-02-24T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:16:51.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>derma quê?</title><content type='html'>Hoje formos ao médico.&lt;br /&gt;Segundo o B. " Fomos ao dermatologistico!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lindo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4545085868294006029?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4545085868294006029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4545085868294006029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4545085868294006029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4545085868294006029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/02/derma-que.html' title='derma 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-1200260136197140691</id><published>2010-02-19T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:31:40.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temos artista, temos!</title><content type='html'>Cá está...e sempre cantado em inglês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ec204542ad6f0e7" 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" 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href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/1200260136197140691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=1200260136197140691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1200260136197140691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/1200260136197140691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/02/temos-artista-temos.html' title='Temos artista, temos!'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-3346855017445756635</id><published>2010-02-11T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T09:13:02.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mãe, eu sou um ídolo</title><content type='html'>Ontem foi sessão de idolos lá em casa, influência do programa e como o B gosta de cantoria como a mãe, lá estivemos ontem em grande performance. " Mãe, tu és a Diana, eu sou o Filipe, ok???" . O resultado foi este. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8116107ec4ebf3fd" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8116107ec4ebf3fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861773%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43003440B59C1C7FB4AAC3568F633F77A22231B6.780EEB0676DFC51204073231A131D955C9958B2D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8116107ec4ebf3fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dq_TiHDB3pDKFwyp_3pZdeBfruA4&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8116107ec4ebf3fd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861773%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43003440B59C1C7FB4AAC3568F633F77A22231B6.780EEB0676DFC51204073231A131D955C9958B2D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8116107ec4ebf3fd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dq_TiHDB3pDKFwyp_3pZdeBfruA4&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/2594997870299165337-3346855017445756635?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8116107ec4ebf3fd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/3346855017445756635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=3346855017445756635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3346855017445756635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/3346855017445756635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/02/mae-eu-sou-um-idolo.html' title='Mãe, eu sou um ídolo'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-8243650381255310692</id><published>2010-02-11T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T05:51:55.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a feeling , by Bernardinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e9199f66aa7ecb9f" 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://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9199f66aa7ecb9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861773%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D593911BBC87831204592B423106ABFAE143027A9.79E85762CA18E3A13061F138A0E0B86EE0213689%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9199f66aa7ecb9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2yZZEIWuSH_cfazWcv4Nk7eUmH8&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://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9199f66aa7ecb9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329861773%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D593911BBC87831204592B423106ABFAE143027A9.79E85762CA18E3A13061F138A0E0B86EE0213689%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9199f66aa7ecb9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2yZZEIWuSH_cfazWcv4Nk7eUmH8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantado pelo B e em inglês!! Do melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Chorei a rir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-8243650381255310692?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e9199f66aa7ecb9f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/8243650381255310692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=8243650381255310692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8243650381255310692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/8243650381255310692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-feeling-by-bernardinho.html' title='I got a feeling , by Bernardinho'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4910388503431031204</id><published>2010-02-11T03:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T04:04:17.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>salsichas</title><content type='html'>O Bernardo adora salsichas e ao fim de semana pede-me sempre para fazer. &lt;br /&gt;Mas desta vez foi ele que as fez. Devidamente equipado, tratou de cortar e fritar as salsinhas como um verdadeiro cozinheiro. A prova? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S3PyExwzpSI/AAAAAAAAD-c/jGes4puHi1A/s1600-h/cozinh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S3PyExwzpSI/AAAAAAAAD-c/jGes4puHi1A/s320/cozinh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436955339057767714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4910388503431031204?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4910388503431031204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4910388503431031204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4910388503431031204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4910388503431031204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/02/salsichas.html' title='salsichas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S3PyExwzpSI/AAAAAAAAD-c/jGes4puHi1A/s72-c/cozinh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-4011979023309591040</id><published>2010-02-02T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T08:14:31.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma pergunta matinal difícil</title><content type='html'>- Mãe, onde estão os bebés antes de estarem nas barrigas das mães?!!&lt;br /&gt;- hum...no céu! ( e por favor não me perguntes porquê!)&lt;br /&gt;Safei-me, não perguntou mais nada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-4011979023309591040?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/4011979023309591040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=4011979023309591040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4011979023309591040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/4011979023309591040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/02/mais-uma-pergunta-matinal-dificil.html' title='Mais uma pergunta matinal difícil'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2594997870299165337.post-5219029759716162507</id><published>2010-01-26T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:54:31.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>siblas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S18sDY8v6yI/AAAAAAAAD-U/E6hJTkANOGw/s1600-h/siblas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S18sDY8v6yI/AAAAAAAAD-U/E6hJTkANOGw/s320/siblas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431108112380586786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na escola do B começaram a ensinar as sílabas. Sempre que me apercebo do que vão ensinando, procuro manter o ritmo em casa, brincando com as palavras. Já com as rimas, foi um sucesso. Agora pegamos nos livros de palavras e letras e avançamos para as silabas. &lt;br /&gt;E o B, não deixa passar uma. Eu bem tento avançar mais depressa nos livros, mas temos que dizer as SIBLAS todas. &lt;br /&gt;- Mãe, falta dizermos as SIBLAS!&lt;br /&gt;Alguns saídas apressadas:&lt;br /&gt;- He-li-có-pe-te-ro! ( sempre a contar com os dedos)&lt;br /&gt;- Fe-lô-re&lt;br /&gt;- Chá-á&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2594997870299165337-5219029759716162507?l=paginasbe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/feeds/5219029759716162507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2594997870299165337&amp;postID=5219029759716162507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5219029759716162507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2594997870299165337/posts/default/5219029759716162507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasbe.blogspot.com/2010/01/siblas.html' title='siblas'/><author><name>frente_e_verso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424451587701259146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aArhwSbjxI/S18sDY8v6yI/AAAAAAAAD-U/E6hJTkANOGw/s72-c/siblas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
