<?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-5933091523565656699</id><updated>2012-02-09T14:48:18.574-08:00</updated><category term='Linguística'/><category term='Negociações'/><category term='Desejos'/><category term='Moda'/><category term='Literatura'/><category term='Sentidos'/><category term='Família'/><category term='Escola'/><category term='Morfologia'/><category term='Filmes'/><category term='Humrum'/><category term='Soluções'/><category term='Outras falas'/><category term='Lourenço também fala'/><category term='Pensamentos'/><category term='Conselhos'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Explicações'/><category term='Artes'/><category term='Natureza'/><category term='Notícias'/><category term='Descobertas'/><category term='Brincadeiras'/><category term='Falas da Mamãe'/><category term='Esportes'/><category term='Perguntas'/><category term='Ciência e tecnologia'/><category term='Sentimentos'/><category term='Eventos'/><category term='Telefone'/><category term='Amigos'/><category term='Gastronomia'/><category term='Compras'/><title type='text'>Clarice fala</title><subtitle type='html'>Ela fala muito. E quando não fala, canta.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8435980465320568817</id><published>2012-02-09T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T14:47:21.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lourenço também fala'/><title type='text'>Pão ou pé</title><content type='html'>O pai brincando que o pé do Lourenço é um pãozinho... o Lourenço, muito sério:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não é pão, é pé.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pai brinca mais um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não é pão, é pé.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma brincadeira do pai e&amp;nbsp; Lourenço levanta e um tanto bravo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Isso não é pão! É pé!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8435980465320568817?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8435980465320568817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/02/pao-ou-pe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8435980465320568817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8435980465320568817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/02/pao-ou-pe.html' title='Pão ou pé'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8049614475029244833</id><published>2012-02-09T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T14:48:18.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimentos'/><title type='text'>Meio sem nexo, mas cheio de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, não é que é com a letra a que se escreve a palavra amor?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Então, essa a letrinha que eu mais gosto de escrever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- E tem outras coisas que mais gosto de fazer também: andar de patins, brincar com cachorro e dançar balé.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8049614475029244833?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8049614475029244833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/02/meio-sem-nexo-mas-cheio-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8049614475029244833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8049614475029244833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/02/meio-sem-nexo-mas-cheio-de-amor.html' title='Meio sem nexo, mas cheio de amor'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2167649778592917970</id><published>2012-02-09T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T14:37:02.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lourenço também fala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Gelatinas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje pela manhã, estava com as crianças na cozinha preparando uma gelatina para a sobremesa do almoço. Depois de encher os copinhos e colocar na bandeja, Lourenço fez uma expressão de alegria e exclamou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;- O papai vai adorar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2167649778592917970?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2167649778592917970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/02/gelatinas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2167649778592917970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2167649778592917970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/02/gelatinas.html' title='Gelatinas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6074237868893686403</id><published>2012-01-02T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:07:13.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falas da Mamãe'/><title type='text'>Dúvida de mãe</title><content type='html'>- E agora, o Lourenço também está falando muito, o que eu faço?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6074237868893686403?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6074237868893686403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/01/duvida-de-mae.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6074237868893686403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6074237868893686403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/01/duvida-de-mae.html' title='Dúvida de mãe'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7204355116595901965</id><published>2012-01-02T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:05:30.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>Qual é a fruta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Qual é mesmo o nome daquela fruta que tem um cabinho que gruda na árvore, tem pelinhos e parece duas bolinhas uma em cima da outra? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7204355116595901965?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7204355116595901965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/01/qual-e-fruta.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7204355116595901965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7204355116595901965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2012/01/qual-e-fruta.html' title='Qual é a fruta?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1133473449265809353</id><published>2011-11-28T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T15:47:30.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literatura'/><title type='text'>Nipo leitura</title><content type='html'>Sentou-se na cadeira de balanço, pegou um livro e acendeu a luz de leitura enquanto fui colocar o irmão na cama para dormir. De longe eu ouço:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ikixi, biliri, abidu, nikiri ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volto à sala e pergunto o que ela está fazendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Estou lendo japonês, não está vendo? Este livro* é japonês, lembra?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Yumi (kokeshi), de Annelore Parot, Companhia das Letrinhas. Livro lindo que compramos no fim de semana. Eis uma coisa que compramos sem cerimônia, como se fosse o arroz que está na lista do mercado todo mês.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1133473449265809353?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1133473449265809353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/11/nipo-leitura.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1133473449265809353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1133473449265809353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/11/nipo-leitura.html' title='Nipo leitura'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6073399750950434958</id><published>2011-11-25T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:37:05.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natureza'/><title type='text'>Bichinhos da primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pedi para me ajudar a fechar as janelas da sala porque os besouros começaram a entrar aos montes hipnotizados pelas lâmpadas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Puxa, que triste, acho tão lindo todos esses bichinhos voando pela sala...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6073399750950434958?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6073399750950434958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/11/bichinhos-da-primavera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6073399750950434958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6073399750950434958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/11/bichinhos-da-primavera.html' title='Bichinhos da primavera'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5183624963655008196</id><published>2011-11-25T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:34:17.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos'/><title type='text'>A entendida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ahhhh vovó, por que você vai naquele hospital onde o moço coloca uma bota de gesso com um saltinho, aí você vai poder colocar o pé no chão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isso ao telefone com a vó explicando que estava com o pé machucado e não conseguiria ir à apresentação de Natl na escola...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5183624963655008196?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5183624963655008196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/11/entendida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5183624963655008196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5183624963655008196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/11/entendida.html' title='A entendida'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8681635331086183779</id><published>2011-10-04T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:45:25.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esportes'/><title type='text'>Paraquedismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, você pode me deixar aqui sozinha um pouco porque eu estou 'escrevendo' meu plano de pular de paraquedas para quando eu tiver oito anos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alguns minutos depois...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Olha só, mamãe, quando eu tiver oito anos, eu vou subir na montanha mais alta e pular de 'parasquedas'. Mas não se preocupe, só quando eu tiver oito anos, tá bom?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8681635331086183779?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8681635331086183779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/paraquedismo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8681635331086183779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8681635331086183779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/paraquedismo.html' title='Paraquedismo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-513496296327319972</id><published>2011-10-03T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T15:09:40.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Descobertas'/><title type='text'>Descobrindo as palavras escritas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Palavras faladas e cantadas já saem aos montes, agora (agora mesmo enquanto publico esta postagem) ela está animadíssima brincando de escrever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, estou conseguindo escrever as palavras, é só ficar dizendo e ouvindo os sons!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de algumas palavras escritas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Viu como eu consigo, é só ouvir os sons e ter uma ajudinha da mamãe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela anda com muita vontade de ler e escrever... e não espera ninguém, vai sozinha atrás de um livrinho para descobrir os sons das palavras ou repete as palavras e vai anotando as letras e formando as sílabas. Conta com uma ajuda mais moderna também, um computador da Barbie que ganhou da vovó há uns dois natais. Ah, não posso esquecer, outro dia no parquinho contou com a ajuda do amigo e professor Patrick, mais meia hora com o método dele estaria alfabetizada em pelo menos cinco idiomas! (notinha: imagino que ela tenha prestado atenção no que ele explicou e decidiu praticar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-513496296327319972?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/513496296327319972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/descobrindo-as-palavras-escritas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/513496296327319972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/513496296327319972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/descobrindo-as-palavras-escritas.html' title='Descobrindo as palavras escritas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5359661219979099461</id><published>2011-10-02T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:25:55.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lourenço também fala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>O destruidor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Colocou o colar para passear, o irmão encantado com as cores puxou e foram contas coloridas por toda casa e ficou uma menina chateada e brava. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Você era muito melhor quando era um bebê, agora você fica aí destruindo tudo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E como percebesse o que acontecera, Lourenço abraçou a 'imã':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Cupa, imã, cupa.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Tradução: "Desculpa, irmã, desculpa".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5359661219979099461?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5359661219979099461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-destruidor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5359661219979099461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5359661219979099461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-destruidor.html' title='O destruidor'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1817726079273130357</id><published>2011-10-02T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:19:51.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Nana, nenê</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clarice cantando no carro na volta para casa com a esperança de fazer o irmão dormir. O pai e eu pedindo para cantar outra coisa para deixá-lo acordado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah não, eu quero ele dormindo para eu poder fazer minhas coisas em paz quando eu chegar em casa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1817726079273130357?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1817726079273130357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/nana-nene.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1817726079273130357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1817726079273130357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/10/nana-nene.html' title='Nana, nenê'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8004718446553392874</id><published>2011-09-28T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:44:29.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>Decifrando as princesas 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, eu não quero mais ser princesa. Elas não têm mamães, só madrastas. E nem têm papais também.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8004718446553392874?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8004718446553392874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/decifrando-as-princesas-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8004718446553392874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8004718446553392874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/decifrando-as-princesas-2.html' title='Decifrando as princesas 2'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6104010224300964300</id><published>2011-09-28T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:42:33.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>Decifrando as princesas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu sei porque a madrastra da Cinderela é malvada. Ela fica o tempo todo se olhando naquele espelho e não brinca nenhum pouquinho com ela.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6104010224300964300?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6104010224300964300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/decifrando-as-princesas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6104010224300964300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6104010224300964300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/decifrando-as-princesas.html' title='Decifrando as princesas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7649147058575524948</id><published>2011-09-28T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:37:53.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejos'/><title type='text'>Agonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, me logo a ler?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Calma, filha, você está aprendendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não quero calma, quero logo, estou com muita vontade de poder ler os livros sozinha. É eu já sei ler sozinha usando a imaginação, vendo as figuras e lembrando o que que você, mas sabe o que é, eu quero ler de verdade&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Será que arrisco alfabetizar minha filha em casa? Essa agonia é diária aqui em casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7649147058575524948?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7649147058575524948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/agonia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7649147058575524948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7649147058575524948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/agonia.html' title='Agonia'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5162168099568604691</id><published>2011-09-28T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:34:07.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>Dúvidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, eu tenho cunhada?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5162168099568604691?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5162168099568604691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/duvidas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5162168099568604691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5162168099568604691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/duvidas.html' title='Dúvidas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2260330590194546290</id><published>2011-09-26T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:39:08.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natureza'/><title type='text'>Chuva</title><content type='html'>Voltando a casa&amp;nbsp; após a escola, eu achei que Clarice estava muito quietinha no carro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, é que eu quero ficar aqui caladinha olhando para a chuva.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2260330590194546290?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2260330590194546290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/chuva.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2260330590194546290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2260330590194546290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/chuva.html' title='Chuva'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8537632419346125055</id><published>2011-09-11T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:39:21.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natureza'/><title type='text'>Seca em Brasília</title><content type='html'>- Filha, ainda são cinco e meia e já está escuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tá escuro nada, mamãe, é o céu que está cinza.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gente, estão difíceis esses dias de seca, espero que sejam os últimos, nunca antes, em toda minha vida candanga, vi&amp;nbsp; aviões da Força Aérea ajudando a apagar as queimadas e nunca havia acordado de madrugada sufocada pela fumaça das mesmas como aconteceu na madrugada de hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8537632419346125055?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8537632419346125055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/seca-em-brasilia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8537632419346125055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8537632419346125055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/09/seca-em-brasilia.html' title='Seca em Brasília'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-788885003130030997</id><published>2011-07-22T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:31:25.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Bem educada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Essa é quase em tempo real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lourenço chega perto de mim reclamando que machucou, eu pergunto o que houve e ele diz que foi a Clarice. Peço para ela pedir desculpas e dar um beijinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, não . Não fui eu não. Você esqueceu que sou educada e não machuco as pessoas?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-788885003130030997?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/788885003130030997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/07/bem-educada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/788885003130030997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/788885003130030997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/07/bem-educada.html' title='Bem educada'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-817578144489757514</id><published>2011-07-09T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T16:00:23.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejos'/><title type='text'>Dez vezes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Liga lá, mamãe, liga! Eles levam a gente DEZ VEZES para Disney, é só ligar lá!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viu uma propaganda de uma agência de viagens que parcela em dez vezes sem juros o pacote para Disney, o telefone e o site apareciam ao final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-817578144489757514?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/817578144489757514/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/07/dez-vezes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/817578144489757514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/817578144489757514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/07/dez-vezes.html' title='Dez vezes'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6150063340550115305</id><published>2011-07-09T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T15:55:48.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Paz e violetas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com um amiguinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Clarice, sabe que eu adoro violência!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- O que é violência?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- É guerra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah não, eu gosto de violetas, sabe o que é? São umas flores bem pequenininhas assim, lindas, pode ser roxa, rosa, branca e até de duas cores, sabia?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6150063340550115305?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6150063340550115305/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/07/paz-e-violetas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6150063340550115305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6150063340550115305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/07/paz-e-violetas.html' title='Paz e violetas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3785241375458195883</id><published>2011-06-08T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T17:22:07.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>O pé de nabo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O título da postagem é nome da música mais cantada por Clarice nas últimas semanas, anda batendo até as das aulas de música. Há alguns meses fomos ao encantador show do Palavra Cantada e ela lembrou da música que costumava tocar em casa, confesso que passamos um tempo sem ouví-lo. Bom, vou ao que interessa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Bronca da mamãe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com um olhar de filhote de cachorro sem dono, ela canta:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ser assim é uma delícia, desse jeito como eu soooou, de outro jeito dá preguiça pronto e acabou... é que eu sou assim mesmo mamãe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais uma da série 'deixa ser', agora tem trilha sonora.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3785241375458195883?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3785241375458195883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-pe-de-nabo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3785241375458195883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3785241375458195883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-pe-de-nabo.html' title='O pé de nabo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4512562376163196415</id><published>2011-05-26T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T06:56:20.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Almoço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, amanhã você pode fazer um almoço gostoso assim igual o de hoje. Esse feijão está muito delícia!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Confesso que publiquei essa fala só porque fiquei super orgulhosa de mim e muito feliz por receber um elogio da menina que tem um paladar acostumado com as delícias &lt;i&gt;top chef &lt;/i&gt;que o papai prepara... ouvir isso do meu feijão foi tudo de bom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4512562376163196415?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4512562376163196415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/almoco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4512562376163196415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4512562376163196415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/almoco.html' title='Almoço'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5980493328442207867</id><published>2011-05-23T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:59:20.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Conversa de meninas</title><content type='html'>Ontem, na hora de dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, agora que o Lourencinho dormiu eu posso ficar no seu colinho conversando coisas de mamãe e filhinha até eu dormir?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É claro que eu deixei e nem percebi quando dormimos, só mais tarde que a levei para a caminha dela, mas ficaria abraçadinha com ela até o amanhecer... AMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5980493328442207867?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5980493328442207867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/conversa-de-meninas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5980493328442207867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5980493328442207867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/conversa-de-meninas.html' title='Conversa de meninas'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2529856063880324265</id><published>2011-05-23T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:49:57.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Independência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, sabia que eu fui ao zoológico hoje? Fui sozinha com meus amigos da escola, sem você, sem o papai e sem o Lourenço.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não se preocupe, eu fui no ônibus escolar. Da escola para o zoológico sentei com o Bê e para voltar sentei com a Sofia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Sabia que no caminho de ir e voltar a gente passou de ônibus por um túnel?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu também lanchei lá no zoológico, comi todo o lanche que estava na minha lancheira.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tem tantos animais lá no zoológico, mamãe. Foi tão divertido...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2529856063880324265?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2529856063880324265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/independencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2529856063880324265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2529856063880324265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/independencia.html' title='Independência'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4871334577474785335</id><published>2011-05-23T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:45:33.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Barriga grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois do jantar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, comi tanto que olha só o tamanhão da minha barriga!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Será que vai sair um filhinho daqui de dentro?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vem o Lourenço mostrando a barriga também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Do seu barrigão Lourencinho não vai sair nenhum filhinho, filhinhos só saem das barrigas das meninas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4871334577474785335?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4871334577474785335/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/barriga-grande.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4871334577474785335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4871334577474785335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/barriga-grande.html' title='Barriga grande'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1131384422932251175</id><published>2011-05-23T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:40:05.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lourenço também fala'/><title type='text'>Partes do corpo</title><content type='html'>Um dia desses, na aula de música a professora cantava perguntando onde estava certa parte do corpo, ao final fez uma brincadeirinha:&lt;br /&gt;- E a meleca, onde está?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt; No dedo!&lt;/i&gt;, exclamou o Lourenço depois de uma ligeira exploração em suas narinas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1131384422932251175?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1131384422932251175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/partes-do-corpo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1131384422932251175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1131384422932251175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/partes-do-corpo.html' title='Partes do corpo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-621966101272568134</id><published>2011-05-09T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:52:00.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Deixando ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lourenço fazendo alguma coisa que não devia, confesso não lembrar o que era, eu reclamndo e dando aquela bronquinha de mãe escuto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, mamãe, deixa ele, deixa o Lourenço ser do jeito que ele é.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bem levado, só se for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-621966101272568134?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/621966101272568134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/deixando-ser.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/621966101272568134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/621966101272568134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/05/deixando-ser.html' title='Deixando ser'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3913246415317378355</id><published>2011-04-18T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:25:56.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humrum'/><title type='text'>Combinado</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, vamos fazer um combinado?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Qual? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Você deixa eu fazer tudo que eu quiser, do jeito que eu quiser e tudo fica bem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3913246415317378355?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3913246415317378355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/combinado.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3913246415317378355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3913246415317378355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/combinado.html' title='Combinado'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6534335489658812326</id><published>2011-04-18T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:24:24.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Almoço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Papai viajou hoje cedinho, mas ontem à noite foi à cozinha e deixou nosso almoço pronto. Hoje, durante a refeição:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, seria tão bom se o papai fizese nossa comida todos os dias, tudo que ele cozinha fica tão gostoso!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6534335489658812326?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6534335489658812326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/almoco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6534335489658812326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6534335489658812326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/almoco.html' title='Almoço'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8667275736079111517</id><published>2011-04-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:21:13.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Café-da-manhã</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sexta-feira passada meu irmão foi tio-babá das crianças e parece que foi tudo muito bem, até o café-da-manhã. O titio querendo agradar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Clarice, me diz o que você gosta de comer quando acorda que o titio prepara para você!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, titio... meu papai é que faz o melhor café-da-manhã do mundo, ele frita o pãp bem fritinho na manteiga, coloca queijo, às vezes ovo... hummm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8667275736079111517?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8667275736079111517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/cafe-da-manha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8667275736079111517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8667275736079111517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/cafe-da-manha.html' title='Café-da-manhã'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3540412377374835085</id><published>2011-04-11T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T06:23:56.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras'/><title type='text'>Uniforme novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há algumas semanas comprei umas camisetas novas do uniforme da escola, tamanho 6 anos (afinal de contas, quando fomos comprar roupas eram todas tamanho 6). Ela provou quando cheguei em casa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Oba, mamãe! Agora posso usar vestido do uniforme para ir a escola?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3540412377374835085?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3540412377374835085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/uniforme-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3540412377374835085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3540412377374835085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/uniforme-novo.html' title='Uniforme novo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7273155081469273970</id><published>2011-04-11T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T06:24:18.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Precisanças (no plural)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, vamos ali comprar umas coisas que estou precisnado?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Precisando de quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Preciso de um piano, de uma bateria azul de criança, de uma flauta nova que a minha está soltando toda, de um contra-baixo, de uma guitarra de verdade... assim vou poder ter uma banda.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela nomeou os músicos: a mamãe, o Lourenço, o primo Gabriel, o Tito, o amigo Bernardo, o amigo Bruno, ela... não me lembro quem fazia o que...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7273155081469273970?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7273155081469273970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/precisancas-no-plural.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7273155081469273970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7273155081469273970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/precisancas-no-plural.html' title='Precisanças (no plural)'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3760824866943671860</id><published>2011-04-11T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T06:24:44.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artes'/><title type='text'>Precisança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indo ensaiar a a música do Roberto para apresentar na aula de música do Lourenço e do Tito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mãe, quem vai ser da banda?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Filha, mamãe vai tocar o pandeiro, a Dani o violão, Zeca o baixo, o Lourenço e o Tito vão ficar com os chocalhos e as gaitas. Nesse dia, o papai estará com você na sua aula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mas precisa de uma bateria, vamos ali, bem rapidinho, naquela loja do shopping tem uma bateria azul, de criança, se a gente for bem rápido a gente não atrasa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela adora ir a essa loja, fica namorando uma bateria azul montada no meio da loja, basta não ter ninguém experimentando um contra-baixo acústico (aí a conversa é outra).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3760824866943671860?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3760824866943671860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/precisanca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3760824866943671860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3760824866943671860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/precisanca.html' title='Precisança'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3715655442750351061</id><published>2011-04-03T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:26:37.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Nana neném</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Semana passada fiquei sem voz e em um momento de muito choro do irmãozinho na hora de dormir:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Calma Loulencinho, calma, sou eu a Clarice, estou aqui com você... calma neném, a mamãe também está mas a voz dela não está funcionando, hoje eu vou cantar pra gente dormir...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Nana neném que a cuca vai pegar, mamãe foi lavar roupa e o papai foi trabalhar... o sol já se pôs, você e eu vamos dormir, quando o sol acordar será um lindo dia, nós vamos para escola e vamos brincar... dorme menininho, você é tão lindinho e miudinho...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tentei gravar no celular, mas ficou muito ruim. Eu estava super emocionada e orgulhosa da minha filhota tão doce e sensível e cheia de atitude. Lourenço se acalmou e dormiu depois que a irmã improvisou a mais bela canção de ninar que eu jamais imaginei..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3715655442750351061?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3715655442750351061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/nana-nenem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3715655442750351061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3715655442750351061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/04/nana-nenem.html' title='Nana neném'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-358875207815336308</id><published>2011-03-28T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:27:36.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><title type='text'>Sabe quem é?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Meu papai é marido de uma menina de cabelo preto, olhos marrons, camiseta laranja, tic-tac verde. Ela é bem grande, sabe andar de bicicleta e de patins. Sabe quem é? ... É a mamãe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-358875207815336308?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/358875207815336308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabe-quem-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/358875207815336308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/358875207815336308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabe-quem-e.html' title='Sabe quem é?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2259085959621234365</id><published>2011-03-21T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T06:27:06.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Tem que pedir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estávamos passeando com minha querida amiga Bubu e sua mãe no CCBB, eu naquela de cuidar das crianças e tirar fotos, deixei a tampa da lente da minha máquina sobre a mesa. Quando terminei as fotos cadê a tampa? Lá fui eu procurar, até que a mãe da minha amiga disse que estava com ela e escutou uma lição da Clarice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tia, você não sabe que é muito feio pegar as coisas dos outros sem pedir?&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2259085959621234365?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2259085959621234365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/03/tem-que-pedir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2259085959621234365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2259085959621234365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/03/tem-que-pedir.html' title='Tem que pedir'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1079443272593473759</id><published>2011-03-11T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T05:24:35.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>À céu aberto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Quem construiu todas essas casas e prédios no Brasil? Antes de construir tudo as pessoas moravam na rua? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1079443272593473759?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1079443272593473759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/03/ceu-aberto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1079443272593473759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1079443272593473759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/03/ceu-aberto.html' title='À céu aberto'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6515401261744762799</id><published>2011-02-15T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:15:03.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moda'/><title type='text'>Um brilho a mais</title><content type='html'>Eu pronta para fazer um passeio só de mamãe e papai, como Clarice sempre fala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, sabe que você pode colocar mais brilho no seu batom?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boa ideia, filha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Espera aí, eu tenho um brilho no meu armário.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ai mamãe, você está ainda mais linda!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6515401261744762799?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6515401261744762799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/02/um-brilho-mais.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6515401261744762799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6515401261744762799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/02/um-brilho-mais.html' title='Um brilho a mais'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2111756071086211620</id><published>2011-02-01T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:00:27.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Ballet au thé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje foi o primeiro dia de aula de Clarice no ballet, foi a primeira aluna a chegar, achei bom deixá-la a vontade com a professora, saí da sala e fiquei sentada observando pela janela. A professora, depois de uma conversa com a nova aluna contou-me que disse a Clarice que adorava suco de abacaxi com hortelã, a pequena bailarina alongando a conversa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Você sabia que se tirar o abacaxi e deixar só a hortelã o suco vira um chá?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2111756071086211620?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2111756071086211620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/02/cha-e-ballet.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2111756071086211620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2111756071086211620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/02/cha-e-ballet.html' title='Ballet au thé'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1745791606119178393</id><published>2011-01-27T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:37:25.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><title type='text'>Casa do porquinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lembrei que estávamos na casa de um amiguinho da escola, bailinho de carnaval, faz quase um ano, no terreno em frente tinha uma pilha de madeiras e um amigo exclamou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Olha! Ali era casa do porquinho! Olha lá, o lobo soprou e soprou e a casa de madeira caiu!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1745791606119178393?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1745791606119178393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/casa-do-porquinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1745791606119178393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1745791606119178393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/casa-do-porquinho.html' title='Casa do porquinho'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8211527224353143614</id><published>2011-01-27T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T05:34:42.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>É assim mesmo</title><content type='html'>Faz alguma meio fora do esquema:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, mamãe, sabe que criança é assim mesmo, tem problema não.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, mamãe, eu sou criança, eu posso fazer desse jeito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Sabe, quando criança usa maquiagem pode passar o cinza na bochecha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8211527224353143614?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8211527224353143614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-assim-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8211527224353143614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8211527224353143614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-assim-mesmo.html' title='É assim mesmo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3253830149639248043</id><published>2011-01-21T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T18:04:12.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><title type='text'>Feliz aniversário!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje Clarice completou 4 anos! Comemoramos em um restaurante natural que ela adora, vamos lá desde sempre e ele á uma espécie de extensão da minha cozinha, foi ótimo, mas essa festa tem uma história.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Segunda-feira, 19 de janeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, hoje já meu aniversário? Eu já tenho quatro anos?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mas está demorando muito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peguei o calendário e após poucas explicações...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Oba, sexta-feira eu tomo sopa no restaurante!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Mas é seu aniversário, podemos fazer outra coisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Pode ser tomar sopa mesmo? A gente leva um bolo para cantar parabéns para mim, pode?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Pode, você vai chamar alguém para cantar com você?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fez uma longa lista de convidados. Conversei com o gerente e até com o dono do restaurante já que foi o primeiro aniversário realizado lá, mas com tudo acertado e em cima da hora mandei os convites por e-mail, a vovó fez o maravilhoso bolo com brigadeiro e foi uma linda festa, com muita sopa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3253830149639248043?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3253830149639248043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-aniversario.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3253830149639248043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3253830149639248043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-aniversario.html' title='Feliz aniversário!'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6076827282683344573</id><published>2011-01-07T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T03:14:44.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desejos'/><title type='text'>Lista de desejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Galochas e uma capa de plástico para brincar lá fora mesmo quando estiver chuvendo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Uma máquina de costura que criança pode usar porque não dá para usar a da mamãe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Um cavalo. Tudo bem, não precisa ser um cavalo grande porque não cabe na nossa casa, então, pode ser um filhotinho mesmo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O aniversário dela está chegando e perguntamos o que ela queria ganhar de presente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6076827282683344573?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6076827282683344573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/lista-de-desejos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6076827282683344573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6076827282683344573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/lista-de-desejos.html' title='Lista de desejos'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8743108558394728614</id><published>2011-01-06T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T04:22:11.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combina descombinando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Sabe porque eu escol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;hi este sapatinho? Porque ele combina com o meu pijama, veja só, ele é branco e vermelho. Meu pijama tem todas as cores e não tem branco nem vermelho, escolhi esse aqui para combinar com as outras cores.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8743108558394728614?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8743108558394728614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/combina-descombinando.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8743108558394728614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8743108558394728614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/combina-descombinando.html' title='Combina descombinando'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1127628572086226427</id><published>2011-01-04T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:21:01.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>Bolinhas de sabão</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Por que as bolinhas de sabão voam?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- E por que algumas caem no chão?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Por que elas estouram?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Por que são coloridas e assim fininhas?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Você consegue fazer uma mágica e transformar essas bolinhas de sabão em bolinhas de cristal?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo que vocês formulem as próprias respostas. FELIZ 2011!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1127628572086226427?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1127628572086226427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/bolinhas-de-sabao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1127628572086226427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1127628572086226427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2011/01/bolinhas-de-sabao.html' title='Bolinhas de sabão'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6233295453426912220</id><published>2010-12-23T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T07:45:19.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humrum'/><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Passeando por um shopping ela conversou com o Papai Noel. Depois fomos a outro shopping e lá estava outro Papai Noel, sozinho com seus dois ajudantes, paramos em frente e olhamos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Quer falar como papai Noel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não, não, já falei com ele lá no outro shopping.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6233295453426912220?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6233295453426912220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6233295453426912220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6233295453426912220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4697860747304772567</id><published>2010-12-12T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:18:31.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Domingo hoje e sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante o almoço, nós quatro sentados à mesa nos deliciando com a comidinha preparada com muito amor pelo papai:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Será que todo dia pode ser domingo? Eu gosto que 'seje' assim, todo mundo junto em casa, todo dia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4697860747304772567?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4697860747304772567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/domingo-hoje-e-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4697860747304772567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4697860747304772567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/domingo-hoje-e-sempre.html' title='Domingo hoje e sempre'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7270097655794617650</id><published>2010-12-03T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T05:56:49.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Paramos em uma barraquinha do BsB Mix, muitos lacinhos de cabelo, enfeites, um sonho para as meninas, em meio a todos aqueles brilhos e cores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Olha, este aqui está especialmente lindo! Vou levar este aqui!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7270097655794617650?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7270097655794617650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-feira.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7270097655794617650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7270097655794617650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-feira.html' title='Na feira'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6498557178844774530</id><published>2010-12-01T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:32:18.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falas da Mamãe'/><title type='text'>Selinho</title><content type='html'>Gente o Clarice Fala recebeu um selinho da Dani, adorei! Nunca tinha recebido um desses, achei super legal... eu colo o selinho aqui e depois respondo um pequeno questionário e envio o selinho para cinco blogs que gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zi5noc_5OKc/TPZbG3NIMgI/AAAAAAAAIls/tlI5uFpOOU8/s400/Selinho_blogueiras_unidas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zi5noc_5OKc/TPZbG3NIMgI/AAAAAAAAIls/tlI5uFpOOU8/s400/Selinho_blogueiras_unidas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barzinho ou balada?&lt;br /&gt;Barzinho. Sentar com amigos e poder conversar, muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo na boca ou abraço?&lt;br /&gt;Os dois, depende do momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Café ou Coca-cola?&lt;br /&gt;Café com leite, no dejejum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limonada ou caipirinha?&lt;br /&gt;Limonada, bem geladinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salto alto ou rasteirinha?&lt;br /&gt;Geralmente rasteirinha (sapatilhas, chinelos não são meu forte), mas o salto alto tem seus momentos especiais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batom ou Rímel?&lt;br /&gt;Rímel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frango ou peixe?&lt;br /&gt;Peixe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saia ou calça jeans?&lt;br /&gt;Os dois, mas no calor desses dias saia vai sempre bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinema ou praia?&lt;br /&gt;Que pergunta cruel, mas como estou em pleno planalto central, cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livro ou TV?&lt;br /&gt;Livro sempre, mas sempre me permito uma horinha de tv para esvaziar minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menina ou mulher?&lt;br /&gt;Depende da hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o selinho vai para:&lt;br /&gt;a&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.strawberrycrumble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renata&lt;/a&gt; e suas delícias culinárias&lt;br /&gt;a adorável e amada &lt;a href="http://www.nina.diegotrigo.com/"&gt;Kaká&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a super mãe &lt;a href="http://londrescomfilhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lilis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sempre genial &lt;a href="http://psitacismo.blogdrive.com/"&gt;MiT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e para a querida &lt;a href="http://www.chocolataveccafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nanita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6498557178844774530?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6498557178844774530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/selinho.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6498557178844774530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6498557178844774530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/12/selinho.html' title='Selinho'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zi5noc_5OKc/TPZbG3NIMgI/AAAAAAAAIls/tlI5uFpOOU8/s72-c/Selinho_blogueiras_unidas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4018548226811270675</id><published>2010-11-23T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:06:44.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><title type='text'>O fim da infância</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta é uma do Doca, filho da Dona Solange, quando tinha 11 anos. Adorei que o Clarice Fala despertou boas lembranças, Dona Solange me contou algumas no aniversário do Tito, mas essa aqui ela publicou naquele blog Frases de Crianças, eu fiquei com inveja e vou colocar aqui também, no marcador Outras Falas, dedicado especialmente para outras crianças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Depois que acabava de fazer as tarefas da escola, o Eduardo descia para  jogar futebol com os amigos no parque. Um dia, ao voltar, imundo, suado e  com aquele cheirinho debaixo do braço, se jogou em cima da minha cama  para ver TV. Então eu disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Filho, vai tomar um banho. E depois do banho, passa o desodorante do papai debaixo dos braços.&lt;br /&gt;E ele respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, não mãe! Lá se foi minha infância!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4018548226811270675?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4018548226811270675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-fim-da-infancia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4018548226811270675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4018548226811270675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-fim-da-infancia.html' title='O fim da infância'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-444415903464940772</id><published>2010-11-22T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:59:19.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lourenço também fala'/><title type='text'>Chamado da madrugada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lourenço acordou de madrugada resmungando, fui ver o que era e ele começou a chamar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vovó, vovó...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Essa hora só tem a mamãe, meu amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele se virou e dormiu de novo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-444415903464940772?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/444415903464940772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/chamado-da-madrugada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/444415903464940772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/444415903464940772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/chamado-da-madrugada.html' title='Chamado da madrugada'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1045522316965827428</id><published>2010-11-21T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:18:49.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negociações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>No restaurante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu vou querer sashimi de peixe rosa*, de peixe vermelho* e de polvo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A moça diz que não tem sashimi de polvo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tá bom, então vamos naquele restaurante vermelho que lá tem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A moça chamou o sushiman, ela repetiu o pedido e foi atendida. O sushiman voltou à mesa e comentou que nunca vira uma criança tão pequena comer tantas peças sashimi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- É que eu sou uma criança japonesa, olha aqui.&lt;/i&gt; E puxou os olhinhos com os dedos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Peixe rosa é salmão e vermelho é atum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1045522316965827428?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1045522316965827428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-restaurante.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1045522316965827428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1045522316965827428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-restaurante.html' title='No restaurante'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2851763532236942833</id><published>2010-11-21T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:08:59.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><title type='text'>Arrumar para quê?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Essa eu lembrei enquanto escrevia o &lt;i&gt;post&lt;/i&gt; anterior. Clarice não tinha dois anos, fui visitar minha amiga Camila e veio sua filha Isadora, três ou quatro anos na época:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não sei porque minha mãe mandou eu arrumar o quarto para receber a Clarice, ela fez a maior bagunça e eu vou ter que arrumar tudo de novo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2851763532236942833?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2851763532236942833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/arrumar-para-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2851763532236942833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2851763532236942833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/arrumar-para-que.html' title='Arrumar para quê?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-447573170910960214</id><published>2010-11-21T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:03:23.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Emprestando os brinquedos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arrumando os brinquedos depois da visita do amiguinho eu comentei que ela espalhou tantos brinquedos ao mesmo tempo que nem conseguiram brincar com eles direito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mas mamãe, é que eu queria emprestar todos para o Tito, você disse que quando vem um amiguinho aqui eu tenho que deixar brincar com nossos brinquedos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-447573170910960214?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/447573170910960214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/emprestando-os-brinquedos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/447573170910960214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/447573170910960214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/emprestando-os-brinquedos.html' title='Emprestando os brinquedos'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7228111065357792917</id><published>2010-11-18T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:07:39.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>Flores de luz 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Outro dia trouxe para casa ikebanas que fiz com a D. Zezé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Filha, esta aqui é sua florzinha de luz, onde você colocar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- De luz, onde acende? Acho que está sem pilha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7228111065357792917?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7228111065357792917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/flores-de-luz-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7228111065357792917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7228111065357792917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/flores-de-luz-2.html' title='Flores de luz 2'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2199553875375935743</id><published>2010-11-18T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:03:09.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><title type='text'>Flores de luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saí com minha amada amiga septuagenária com um jovial espírito de criança, D. Zezé. Fomos ao posto de saúde entregar suas delicadas ikebanas, feitas cheia de amor. A maioria das pessoas aceita alegremente, os funcionários do posto correm atrás dela e querem pegar várias para colocar em todas as salas possíveis, as crianças chegam eufóricas querendo um arranjo. Mas tem gente que não quer nem saber se suas flores de luz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, que pena você não quer, pois você não sabe o que está perdendo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2199553875375935743?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2199553875375935743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/flores-de-luz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2199553875375935743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2199553875375935743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/flores-de-luz.html' title='Flores de luz'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-281886772810721455</id><published>2010-11-18T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:55:26.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telefone'/><title type='text'>Qual é o seu nome?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Semana passada pegou o celular e ligou para uma amiga minha, quando  percebi, ela estava perguntando o nome da pessoa que atendera a ligação e  era minha amiga Dilma! Clarice olhou para mim com uma cara espantada:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, eu liguei para a presidente, eu liguei para Dilma!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-281886772810721455?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/281886772810721455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/qual-e-o-seu-nome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/281886772810721455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/281886772810721455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/qual-e-o-seu-nome.html' title='Qual é o seu nome?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8672588396009606343</id><published>2010-11-17T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T07:41:00.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>O dedão e os dedinhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Por que o dedão do pé não mexe para o lados?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- E por que os dedinhos só dobram assim?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8672588396009606343?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8672588396009606343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-dedao-e-os-dedinhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8672588396009606343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8672588396009606343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-dedao-e-os-dedinhos.html' title='O dedão e os dedinhos'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7695168987003097219</id><published>2010-11-16T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:15:27.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Ele não fala</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Por que o Lourencinho não sabe falar?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7695168987003097219?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7695168987003097219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/ele-nao-fala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7695168987003097219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7695168987003097219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/ele-nao-fala.html' title='Ele não fala'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7104336391964782243</id><published>2010-11-13T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:22:00.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Testando</title><content type='html'>Ouviu uma conversa da mamãe com a amiga &lt;a href="http://projetobb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dani&lt;/a&gt;, pegou um salaminho no palito e saiu. Voltou com o palito vazio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Olha, eu dei um salaminho pro Tito ele comeu tudo e não cuspiu nada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dani me contava que o Tito estava com a mania de cuspir a comida, essas conversas de mamães.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7104336391964782243?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7104336391964782243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/testando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7104336391964782243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7104336391964782243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/testando.html' title='Testando'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-770039544481755584</id><published>2010-11-13T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:16:39.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humrum'/><title type='text'>Com teto</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Posso morar na casinha do parque da casa da vovó?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-770039544481755584?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/770039544481755584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/com-teto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/770039544481755584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/770039544481755584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/com-teto.html' title='Com teto'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-9034725379387602320</id><published>2010-11-13T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:13:20.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negociações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artes'/><title type='text'>Casulo</title><content type='html'>No CCBB, depois de almoçar e cheia de vontade brincar nas instalações do &lt;a href="http://www.bb.com.br/portalbb/page511,128,10177,1,0,1,1.bb?codigoMenu=9913&amp;amp;codigoEvento=2939&amp;amp;codigoRetranca=185"&gt;Projeto Casulo&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, posso ir agora, eu já almocei tudo?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Esta hora o sol está muito forte, vams esperar mais um pouco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mas mamãe, eu nem estou vendo o sol, só nuvens!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Claro, que eu acabei deixando, fez muito sentido, afinal de contas, o dia estava nublado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-9034725379387602320?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/9034725379387602320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/casulo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/9034725379387602320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/9034725379387602320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/11/casulo.html' title='Casulo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6357915668220936717</id><published>2010-10-31T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:44:07.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras'/><title type='text'>Querência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O pai indo trabalhar na França&amp;nbsp; perguntou se ela queria um presente de lá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não, papai, eu quero aquele relógio* que tem ali na farmácia mesmo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* Um relógio que vem de brinde em um desses produtos infantis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6357915668220936717?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6357915668220936717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/querencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6357915668220936717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6357915668220936717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/querencia.html' title='Querência'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8899319753557241649</id><published>2010-10-31T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:37:46.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negociações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Esquentando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi para nossa cama na hora de dormir:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, vou ficar aqui esquentando o cantinho do papai, tá bom*? Quando eu dormir e aqui já estiver bem quentinho você pode me levar para minha cama e eu durmo lá até chegar um lindo dia amanhã, tá bom*?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Tá bom?, ela usa essa espressão sempre que está negociando algo com alguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8899319753557241649?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8899319753557241649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/esquentando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8899319753557241649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8899319753557241649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/esquentando.html' title='Esquentando'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3790617984963135717</id><published>2010-10-27T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:09:50.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falas da Mamãe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><title type='text'>Sugestão de leitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estou super em falta com o blog, mas estava sem internet em casa e tenho muita preguiça de usar o celular. Bom, o que interessa por aqui são as tiradas e sacadas dos pequeninos, então, quero deixar uma divertida sugestão de leitura para vocês, é o blog &lt;a href="http://www.frasesdecriancas.com/"&gt;Frases de crianças&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gente, eu conheci esse blog pela Dani, tia do Forte e mãe&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; do Veloz! Ela sempre aparece com coisas ótimas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3790617984963135717?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3790617984963135717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/sugestao-de-leitura.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3790617984963135717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3790617984963135717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/sugestao-de-leitura.html' title='Sugestão de leitura'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1506127176494580649</id><published>2010-10-27T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:31:32.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><title type='text'>O forte e o veloz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Gabriel e o Tito estavam tocando o terror no avião quando encontraram uma garotinha igualmente bagunceira, que perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- Qual seu nome?&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sou Gabriel, o forte, e este é o Tito, o veloz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu precisava publicar isso aqui no Clarice Fala, o Gabriel é o sobrinho e o Tito o filho da minha querida amiga &lt;a href="http://projetobb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dani&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://projetobb.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1506127176494580649?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1506127176494580649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-forte-e-o-veloz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1506127176494580649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1506127176494580649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-forte-e-o-veloz.html' title='O forte e o veloz'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7522508733256004238</id><published>2010-10-11T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T11:42:07.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Falta muito para daqui a pouco?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7522508733256004238?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7522508733256004238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/tempo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7522508733256004238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7522508733256004238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-499477675887108166</id><published>2010-10-08T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T07:25:11.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>Criança vs adulto</title><content type='html'>Toda sexta-feira na escola é dia de levar brinquedo, compartilhar com os coleguinhas. Semana passada olhou para todos os seus brinquedos e decidiu não levar nada. Tudo bem, respeitamos sua vontade. Na escola, sentou na rodinha do início da manhã e logo comunicou aos amiguinhos (relato da professora):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Gente*, hoje eu não quis trazer nenhum brinquedo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um tempo depois a tia pergunta porque ela não está brincando com os amiguinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu não quero, eu nem trouxe brinquedo, é que agora eu não sou criança, sou adulto, quero ficar aqui te ajudando a recortar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro tempo depois:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tia, me dá um colinho?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mas adulto não fica pedindo colinho assim na hora da escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- É que agora eu sou criança de novo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* É, minha filha tem essa mania de Velma e ela nem assiste os desenhos do Scooby-doo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-499477675887108166?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/499477675887108166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/crianca-vs-adulto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/499477675887108166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/499477675887108166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/crianca-vs-adulto.html' title='Criança vs adulto'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7503127138847901443</id><published>2010-10-08T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T07:05:44.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras'/><title type='text'>Raciocínio lógico</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, vamos comprar dois tênis para o papai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dois? Ele precisa só de um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe! Ele precisa de dois, um encaixa em um pé e o outro no outro pé!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7503127138847901443?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7503127138847901443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/raciocinio-logico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7503127138847901443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7503127138847901443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/raciocinio-logico.html' title='Raciocínio lógico'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6799321832877817856</id><published>2010-10-01T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T06:51:22.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adivinha quem</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Tem cabelo amarelo, franjinha assim e um montão de tatuagens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não sei, quem é?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Sabe sim, ela corta cabelo e tem óculos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É a Isabella*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ela viu a Isabella Ferrugem uma vez quando foi cortar cabelo comigo e fez essa brincadeira mais de um mês depois!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6799321832877817856?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6799321832877817856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/adivinha-quem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6799321832877817856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6799321832877817856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/10/adivinha-quem.html' title='Adivinha quem'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7599000776884659273</id><published>2010-09-30T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:48:32.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Papai palhaço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acordou com o pai fazendo cosquinhas, depois de passar três dias sem vê-lo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Papai, você está está parecendo um palhaço.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- É mesmo, por quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Porque você chegou fazendo um monte de gracinhas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7599000776884659273?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7599000776884659273/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/papai-palhaco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7599000776884659273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7599000776884659273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/papai-palhaco.html' title='Papai palhaço'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7926155261129141111</id><published>2010-09-30T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:39:57.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><title type='text'>Adulto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tentando me convencer a colocar uma forminha cheia de pipocas para fazer um bolo branco no forno de verdade:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Deixa, mamãe, só hoje, é que eu estou fingindo que sou 'adulto'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7926155261129141111?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7926155261129141111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/adulto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7926155261129141111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7926155261129141111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/adulto.html' title='Adulto'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3070694131178069130</id><published>2010-09-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:32:23.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Flor de luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje ganhamos lindas ikebanas da tia Zezé e da tia Fabiola, eu disse que eram florzinhas de luz que iam encher nossa casa com mais amor, paz e alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Florzinha de luz, mas cadê a luz? Ela não está 'acendida', onde é que liga, no Sol?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ela está até agora colocando o arranjo aqui e ali, na janela, no escuro procurando a luz, não adiantou muito dizer que era uma luz invisível e especial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3070694131178069130?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3070694131178069130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/flor-de-luz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3070694131178069130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3070694131178069130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/flor-de-luz.html' title='Flor de luz'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4946618547628306306</id><published>2010-09-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:47:50.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notícias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Diagnosticando o irmão</title><content type='html'>Chegou correndo a sala de aula e foi contando para a professora:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tia, meu irmãozinho está doente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tadinho, o que ele tem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ciúmes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4946618547628306306?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4946618547628306306/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/diagnosticando-o-irmao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4946618547628306306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4946618547628306306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/diagnosticando-o-irmao.html' title='Diagnosticando o irmão'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4116693242343802011</id><published>2010-09-14T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:45:32.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>A ajudante 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Clarice, você ajuda a mamãe quando chegar em casa? Ela vai precisar você porque seu irmão está doentinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ajudo sim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vovó, você vai para minha casa depois, a gente precisa muito da sua ajuda, a mamãe e eu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4116693242343802011?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4116693242343802011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/ajudante-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4116693242343802011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4116693242343802011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/ajudante-2.html' title='A ajudante 2'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-178509704559942862</id><published>2010-09-14T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:42:09.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>A ajudante</title><content type='html'>- Clarice, você ajuda a vovó?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Estou ajudando, vovó.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Como?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ficando assim, ó, bem quietinha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-178509704559942862?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/178509704559942862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/ajudante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/178509704559942862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/178509704559942862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/ajudante.html' title='A ajudante'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6957352452114862735</id><published>2010-09-06T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:08:03.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Descobertas'/><title type='text'>Palavra nova</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- ... extremamente...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No sábado, ela disse alguma coisa 'extremamente' alguma coisa, só me lembro do extremamente muito bem articulado com todas as letras, esqueci o contexto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6957352452114862735?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6957352452114862735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/palavra-nova.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6957352452114862735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6957352452114862735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/palavra-nova.html' title='Palavra nova'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1427318956507349719</id><published>2010-09-06T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T09:36:33.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Super mamãe maravilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Papai, você vai ver como a mamãe é forte, ela consegue carregar o Lourenço dormindo e todas aquelas bolsas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1427318956507349719?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1427318956507349719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/super-mamae-maravilha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1427318956507349719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1427318956507349719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/super-mamae-maravilha.html' title='Super mamãe maravilha'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5221537998911529511</id><published>2010-09-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:09:35.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>Procurando Nemo</title><content type='html'>- Onde está a caixinha do dvd do Nemo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah, mamãe, o Nemo é assim mesmo, ele se perde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5221537998911529511?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5221537998911529511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/procurando-nemo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5221537998911529511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5221537998911529511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/procurando-nemo.html' title='Procurando Nemo'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6438993358485187222</id><published>2010-09-03T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T05:11:03.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Esperando a sobremesa</title><content type='html'>Hoje ganhei um pacote de bombons e disse para Clarice que seria nossa sobremesa de almoço, e enquanto não chega a hora da sobremesa:&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vou deixar esses bombons aqui na fruteira, eles são amigos das frutas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Essa banana quer ser um bombom, mas ela é uma banana.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- 1, 2, 3... 10, 8. Mamãe! Temos oito bombons! Vou comer todos com você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu vou ficar só segurando, tá bom?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Esse bombom está ficando tortinho, acho que quer sair da minha mão.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Você deixa eu fazer bem ali, uma torre de bombons?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6438993358485187222?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6438993358485187222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/esperando-sobremesa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6438993358485187222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6438993358485187222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/09/esperando-sobremesa.html' title='Esperando a sobremesa'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2852214612141899874</id><published>2010-08-30T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:35:48.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><title type='text'>Loja de pirata</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Mamãe, olha, uma loja de piratas! O que o piranta vende lá?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ele faz tatuagens, vende tampão para o olho, gancho para colocar na mão e perna de pau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Me leva lá quando eu fizer quatro anos?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Levo, mas pra que ir a uma loja de pirata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Para fazer uma tatuagem, essas outras coisas de pirata eu não quero não.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tá bom, eu levo, quando você tiver quatro anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu posso fazer uma tatuagem aqui, outra aqui e outra aqui? É que eu não quero nenhuma perna pau.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ai mamãe, está demorando tanto para eu fazer quatro anos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loja de piratas é uma loja de tatuagem perto da escola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2852214612141899874?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2852214612141899874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/loja-de-pirata.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2852214612141899874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2852214612141899874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/loja-de-pirata.html' title='Loja de pirata'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6202623921086351131</id><published>2010-08-29T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:37:23.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Ei, você aí</title><content type='html'>Chamando a atenção da Dani.&lt;br /&gt;- Tia.&lt;br /&gt;- Dani.&lt;br /&gt;- Tia Dani...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6202623921086351131?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6202623921086351131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/ei-voce-ai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6202623921086351131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6202623921086351131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/ei-voce-ai.html' title='Ei, você aí'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-1924431885876022144</id><published>2010-08-29T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:35:26.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Prestenção</title><content type='html'>No carro, começa a tocar Glory Box, Portishead, fala para a Dani:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não fala nada, só escuta, escuta o que vai acontecer nessa música...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-1924431885876022144?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/1924431885876022144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/prestencao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1924431885876022144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/1924431885876022144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/prestencao.html' title='Prestenção'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3713062932767406824</id><published>2010-08-24T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:18:38.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Cuidados de mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Filha, faz um pouco de silêncio, por favor, estou dodói, me ajuda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não se preocupe, você vai melhorar, a vovó é sua mamãe e vai cuidar de você. Eu vou ficar aqui quietinha vendo desenho, tá?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3713062932767406824?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3713062932767406824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/cuidados-de-mae.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3713062932767406824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3713062932767406824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/cuidados-de-mae.html' title='Cuidados de mãe'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2902837761767387700</id><published>2010-08-07T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:56:34.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brincadeiras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amigos'/><title type='text'>Trocando brinquedos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sexta-feira é dia de levar brinquedo para a escola, ontem ela quis levar uma coroa de princesa que já está ficando pequena. Dando aquela espionada pela janela antes de buscá-la ela está toda contente brincando com o Dino Top (um lap top) do coleguinha, ele senta ao lado dela e quer o brinquedo de volta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ah não, deixa eu brincar mais um pouquinho, eu te empresto minha coroa de princesa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não foi muito além disso porque chegamos à porta e ela correu para pegar o presente que fez para o papai, mas quem sabe na próxima sexta-feira ela leva alguma coisa mais interessante para a salinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2902837761767387700?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2902837761767387700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/trocando-brinquedos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2902837761767387700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2902837761767387700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/08/trocando-brinquedos.html' title='Trocando brinquedos'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5517477196880612803</id><published>2010-07-30T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:36:08.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humrum'/><title type='text'>Decidida</title><content type='html'>Ontem, chegamos ao salão e ela foi direto nas gavetas dos esmaltes e foi dizendo para a manicure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Quero usar esse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Preto? Por que você não pinta de outra cor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Hoje eu quero preto, vou ficar com mão de &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;rock'n'roll.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" id="publishButton" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['postingForm'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5517477196880612803?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5517477196880612803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/decidida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5517477196880612803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5517477196880612803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/decidida.html' title='Decidida'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7912843505409540612</id><published>2010-07-30T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:30:33.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outras falas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Eu ouvindo as conversas dela como primo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nessas férias, Clarice brincou muito com o primo Gabriel e eu ouvi cada uma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Clarice, o que você fez para ganhar um irmãozinho?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Minha mamãe que fez na barriga dela e o médico da natação (*) abriu a portinha para ele sair lá no hospital.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(*) Ela conheceu recenemente o obstetra que fez o parto dela na academia de natação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais tarde. Ainda sobre irmãozinhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Quando eu ganhar um irmãozinho eu não quero que ele seja um bebê não, é muito difícil ter um irmão bebê.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- É muito difícil, mas você dá conta. Se ele comer tudinho ele vai crescer bem mais rápido para brincar com você. Não se preocupe, tá? Eu te ensino como é que faz. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É, o Lourenço fica na cola dos maiores, dá um trabalho em alguns momentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Gabriel, essa bicicleta da Barbie foi o 'Loulencinho' que me deu quando ele chegou lá no hospital.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Eu vou pedir uma bicicleta do Ben 10 para o meu irmãozinho!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hehehe... meu irmãozinho que se organize e providencie outro sobrinho para mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7912843505409540612?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-5549091915633806408</id><published>2010-07-20T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:26:08.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Músicas do Lelê</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Eu sei a música do tio Lelê!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Samba lelê tá deonte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Na verdade, ele tem duas músicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Esquindô-lelê, esquindo-lelê-lalá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-5549091915633806408?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/5549091915633806408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/musicas-do-lele.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5549091915633806408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/5549091915633806408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/musicas-do-lele.html' title='Músicas do Lelê'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-298378889383501990</id><published>2010-07-18T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:16:17.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Pensamento voa</title><content type='html'>Entro no quarto para uma espiadinha, coisa de mãe, só para olhar as crianças domindo.&lt;br /&gt;- Filha, você está acordada, tão quietinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Estou pensando acordada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É, e você pode me dizer no que está pensando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Estou pensando em voar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Em voar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- É, voar de avião até lá na praia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-298378889383501990?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/298378889383501990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/pensamento-voa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/298378889383501990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/298378889383501990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/pensamento-voa.html' title='Pensamento voa'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2635603337825541471</id><published>2010-07-10T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:15:22.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><title type='text'>Pegando uma carona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Mamãe, vamos de bicicleta até a casa do vovô José?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É muito longe, filha, podemos levar a bicleta no carro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Então, vamos de moto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Com qual moto se não temos uma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Hum, preciso falar com o João Pedro, ele me leva, ele tem uma moto, ele me emprestou 'amanhã'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notinhas:&lt;br /&gt;1. João Pedro é o primo de 2 anos que tem uma daquelas motos elétricas.&lt;br /&gt;2. Amanhã pode ser ontem, há algumas horas, há vários dias ou quando ela era bebê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2635603337825541471?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2635603337825541471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/pegando-uma-carona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2635603337825541471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2635603337825541471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/pegando-uma-carona.html' title='Pegando uma carona'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-3203609951862140375</id><published>2010-07-05T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:44:18.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falas da Mamãe'/><title type='text'>Por quê?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por que isso?&lt;br /&gt;Por que aquilo?&lt;br /&gt;Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê? Por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Clarice não fala mais, só pergunta, sem parar. Sensação que estou a um por que de enlouquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-3203609951862140375?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/3203609951862140375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-que.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3203609951862140375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/3203609951862140375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-que.html' title='Por quê?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-2977057239197938456</id><published>2010-06-29T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:14:11.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>O som está acabando</title><content type='html'>Há algumas semanas uma gripe me pegou, atacou a garganta e eu fiquei sem voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Mamãe, o som da sua cabeça está acabando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- O som da sua cabeça deve estar acabando, porque você não está mais conseguindo falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-2977057239197938456?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/2977057239197938456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-som-esta-acabando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2977057239197938456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/2977057239197938456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-som-esta-acabando.html' title='O som está acabando'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-910760878786559056</id><published>2010-06-25T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:44:29.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eventos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esportes'/><title type='text'>Na seleção brasileira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Mamãe, eu vou ficar aqui só vendo os jogadores na televisão? Eu quero jogar futebol lá na copa do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-910760878786559056?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/910760878786559056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/na-selecao-brasileira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/910760878786559056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/910760878786559056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/na-selecao-brasileira.html' title='Na seleção brasileira'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7782999923425551743</id><published>2010-06-21T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:43:28.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Descobertas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><title type='text'>Animais de estimação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conversamos sobre bichinhos em casa, expliquei que não dava para ter um cachorrinho porque nosso apartamento é pequeno e todas as outras justificativas que encontrei na minha cabeça de mãe. Alguns dias depois, Clarice chega com a solução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Mamãe, eu acho que nossa casa é bem bem maior, tão tão grande que cabe um hamster... não cabe um cachorro, mas um hamster é bem pequenininho assim, aí para ele a nossa casa fica 'bem mais maior'. Você pode comprar um, igual o Rhino do Bolt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7782999923425551743?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7782999923425551743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/animais-de-estimacao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7782999923425551743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7782999923425551743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/animais-de-estimacao.html' title='Animais de estimação'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-4205680888843443465</id><published>2010-06-16T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:53:18.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conselhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soluções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notícias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Explicações'/><title type='text'>Bailarina resignada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clarice pediu muito para fazer ballet, esperamos alguns meses até surgir uma vaga na escola, onde era mais prático e barato. Três ou quatro aulas depois de começar a frequentar as aulas ela pede para sair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Não quero ir para o ballet da escola, é na hora da história.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Quando você e o papai 'terem' dinheiro eu vou no ballet da tia Ju, porque é perto da nossa casa, é depois do almoço e eu não perco a história da escola com meus amiguinhos. Não se preocupe, mamãe, eu espero para ser bailarina.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Juro que deu vontade de espremer mais o bolso e levá-la para o ballet da tia Juana, ela fez uma aula experimental numa academia pequena pertinho de casa, adorou, depois vimos que o preço não cabia no orçamento da nossa família, por enquanto não dá. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-4205680888843443465?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/4205680888843443465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/bailarina-resignada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4205680888843443465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/4205680888843443465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/bailarina-resignada.html' title='Bailarina resignada'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-6715764190527635025</id><published>2010-06-11T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:55:38.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Nana, nenê</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Nana nenê que a cuca vai pegar, papai foi trabalhar e a mamãe foi passear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-6715764190527635025?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/6715764190527635025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/nana-nene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6715764190527635025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/6715764190527635025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/nana-nene.html' title='Nana, nenê'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-7493069583782229980</id><published>2010-06-08T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T06:28:28.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humrum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Eu não dou conta (eu, a mãe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Estou querendo um passeio só de mamãe e papai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vai com o papai, só você e ele. Aí eu posso dormir aqui na casa do vovô e da vovó, com os cachorrinhos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-7493069583782229980?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/7493069583782229980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-nao-dou-conta-eu-mae.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7493069583782229980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/7493069583782229980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/eu-nao-dou-conta-eu-mae.html' title='Eu não dou conta (eu, a mãe)'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-8256198137305649443</id><published>2010-06-07T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T07:33:22.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Carta para a vovó</title><content type='html'>Pegou um papel e "leu" para a vovó:&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vovó Tetê, eu te amo muito,  você é do meu coração muito feliz. Amo você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vovó, preciso contar  como ficou?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-8256198137305649443?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/8256198137305649443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/carta-para-vovo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8256198137305649443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/8256198137305649443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/carta-para-vovo.html' title='Carta para a vovó'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5933091523565656699.post-776105393057358607</id><published>2010-06-02T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T07:20:03.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentidos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Bem pertinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;- Chora não Lourencinho, sou eu a Clarice, sua irmãzinha, eu estou aqui, bem pertinho de você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5933091523565656699-776105393057358607?l=claricefala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/feeds/776105393057358607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/bem-pertinho.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/776105393057358607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5933091523565656699/posts/default/776105393057358607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claricefala.blogspot.com/2010/06/bem-pertinho.html' title='Bem pertinho'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15831469418544657046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w0u2NqMaTk0/Ss4CgiL_qTI/AAAAAAAABMc/GajjDVfqv6U/S220/allthehelpineeded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
