<?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-8010970281647361853</id><updated>2011-12-11T11:19:11.430+02:00</updated><category term='dictionarexplicativ'/><category term='Metoda Montessori'/><title type='text'>Printesei mele cu drag</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3976390592823515292</id><published>2011-12-11T11:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:19:11.434+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantecele de la gradi</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Astazi Ema a inceput sa-mi fredoneze un cantecel de la gradinita.....pe care eu nu-l stiam, asa ca am dat repede un search pe google si asa l-am cantat impreuna.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A fost atat de incantata, iubita mea mica......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" height="420" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://i.vplay.ro/f/embed.swf?key=3x9xfiqn"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i.vplay.ro/f/embed.swf?key=3x9xfiqn" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="420" allowfullscreen="true" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IARNA A SOSIT ÎN ZORI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iarna a sosit în zori&lt;br /&gt;La fereastră ne-a pus flori&lt;br /&gt;A sosit cu gerul ei&lt;br /&gt;Cu zăpadă şi polei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REFREN:&lt;br /&gt;Cât de veseli suntem noi&lt;br /&gt;Alergăm sprinteni, vioi&lt;br /&gt;Cu zăpadă ne jucăm&lt;br /&gt;Şi cu bulgări aruncăm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Săniuţa va pleca&lt;br /&gt;Şi pe pârtii va zbura&lt;br /&gt;Clopoţeii vor suna&lt;br /&gt;Şi pe noi ne-or bucura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REFREN:&lt;br /&gt;Cât de veseli suntem noi&lt;br /&gt;Alergăm sprinteni, vioi&lt;br /&gt;Cu zăpadă ne jucăm&lt;br /&gt;Şi cu bulgări aruncăm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iarnă, iarnă, eşti frumoasă&lt;br /&gt;Cand nu eşti prea friguroasă&lt;br /&gt;Că ne-aduci grămezi de nea&lt;br /&gt;Şi plimbări cu sania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REFREN (2X):&lt;br /&gt;Cât de veseli suntem noi&lt;br /&gt;Alergăm sprinteni, vioi&lt;br /&gt;Cu zăpadă ne jucăm&lt;br /&gt;Şi cu bulgări aruncăm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3976390592823515292?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3976390592823515292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3976390592823515292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/12/cantecele-de-la-gradi.html' title='Cantecele de la gradi'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2166305030359591275</id><published>2011-07-06T20:33:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:39:15.998+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani iubire mica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bio5NZxBVNA/ThSbBe2Dv5I/AAAAAAAAG9k/wTzuR2MnGxA/s1600/DSC05627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bio5NZxBVNA/ThSbBe2Dv5I/AAAAAAAAG9k/wTzuR2MnGxA/s400/DSC05627.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79G9K0P4b_g/ThSbd6B-q8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/qm2oprm3dwA/s1600/DSC05615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iubita mea a implinit ieri 3 anisori si e minunata fiecare clipa petrecuta alaturi de ea.&amp;nbsp; Fiindca 5 iulie a cazut marti am inceput serbarile de duminica cand am fost in Botosani in parculet la joaca cu Alice si Lili cu Rares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UsBwRdGNG6Q/ThSYP6x0nII/AAAAAAAAG9E/wH4lhC0X2ng/s1600/DSC05485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Piticii s-au jucat frumos la topogane, la trambulina la trenuletul cu ratuste, apoi am plecat spre casa si am facut un gratarel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pe seara musafirii au plecat si s-au intors marti seara sa pape tortulet cu coaja de ciocolata. Au venit si Sanda cu Irinel, iar fetele s-au jucat foarte frumos. Au gasit la Bibu doua mandoline si au dat un spectacol de zile mari. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOM1mLNDOFo/ThSbpSgFciI/AAAAAAAAG9s/_sWyayi2lGw/s1600/DSC05631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wOM1mLNDOFo/ThSbpSgFciI/AAAAAAAAG9s/_sWyayi2lGw/s400/DSC05631.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJAwaw3ZIVs/ThSb0Oxu23I/AAAAAAAAG9w/6ht1DyT_QwY/s1600/DSC05638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJAwaw3ZIVs/ThSb0Oxu23I/AAAAAAAAG9w/6ht1DyT_QwY/s400/DSC05638.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79G9K0P4b_g/ThSbd6B-q8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/qm2oprm3dwA/s1600/DSC05615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79G9K0P4b_g/ThSbd6B-q8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/qm2oprm3dwA/s400/DSC05615.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2166305030359591275?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2166305030359591275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2166305030359591275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/07/la-multi-ani-iubire-mica.html' title='La multi ani iubire mica'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bio5NZxBVNA/ThSbBe2Dv5I/AAAAAAAAG9k/wTzuR2MnGxA/s72-c/DSC05627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3152665546234286727</id><published>2011-05-27T19:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:18:35.015+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nani cu tati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73tqBW-w7Nk/Td_c3m5VsaI/AAAAAAAAG88/7OyP_2QnXHc/s1600/DSC04170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73tqBW-w7Nk/Td_c3m5VsaI/AAAAAAAAG88/7OyP_2QnXHc/s400/DSC04170.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maimutica asta a mea ma uimeste pe zi ce trece mai mult. Intr-o zi saptamana asta (de fapt intr-o noapte) ne-am culcat ca de obicei, tati in patul mari si eu cu Emi in patutul ei. Si a adormit mami...de dormea si patul sub ea. La o bucata de noapte Ema s-a trezit, probabil a incercat sa ma trezeasca dar nu a avut pe cine, si-a desfacut sacul de dormit, s-a dat jos din pat, s-a dus pe intuneric la patul lui Tati care dormea la margina si a inceput sa-l impunga cu degetelul si sa-i zica: "tati, da-te mai incolo sa incap si eu". Tati ce sa faca, s-a dat mai incolo, a urcat-o pe pat si cand mi-a povestit m-a pufnit rasul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ce-i drept, Ema mai are antecedente, dar ziua cu Biba. Intr-o zi ne-a povestit Biba ca a pus-o la nani, i-a inchis usa si s-a dus la ea in camera ca avea niste treaba. Ema s-a trezit la un moment dat s-a dat jos din pat, si-a luat olita, s-a pus singurica pe ea, a facut cacuta, s-ia sters funduletul si apoi s-a dus sa duca oala la baie, si abia atunci a auzit-o Biba ca umbla prin casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Imi place ca se descurca singura, desi cu mine e o alintata si jumatate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3152665546234286727?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3152665546234286727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3152665546234286727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/05/nani-cu-tati.html' title='Nani cu tati'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73tqBW-w7Nk/Td_c3m5VsaI/AAAAAAAAG88/7OyP_2QnXHc/s72-c/DSC04170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-448026714627707900</id><published>2011-05-02T20:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:16:30.582+03:00</updated><title type='text'>1 mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2R7ir7o4YbA/Td_cMG8zL0I/AAAAAAAAG84/ZCloMeDfYy0/s1600/P01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2R7ir7o4YbA/Td_cMG8zL0I/AAAAAAAAG84/ZCloMeDfYy0/s400/P01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 Mai anul asta&amp;nbsp; a fost o zi dedicata printesei noastre. Asa ca de dimineata, mami si tati au luat fetita, s-au suit in masina si au plecat la Botosani in parc. Am fost la uta mare, ne-am dat cu barcuta, ne-am dat in topogane, ne-am plimbat cu trenuletul cu ratuste, am sarit la trambulina. Cand a obosit printesa ne-am dus la Sanda si la Irinel cu gandul sa o punem putin la nani, insa n-am avut pe cine, probabil era deja prea obosita si prea agitata, insa i-a placut la nebunie, nu stia unde sa mai vrea, unde sa se mai dea, cu ce sa se mai joace. Pe seara ne-am intors cumintei acasa si am dormit...ca de e greu de asimilat atatea intr-o zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-448026714627707900?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/448026714627707900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/448026714627707900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-mai.html' title='1 mai'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2R7ir7o4YbA/Td_cMG8zL0I/AAAAAAAAG84/ZCloMeDfYy0/s72-c/P01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-445413952136493473</id><published>2011-04-27T19:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:07:14.767+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De Paste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVL2qaC8RJk/Td_YRmWYekI/AAAAAAAAG8s/-TlD7xHlRRo/s1600/P07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVL2qaC8RJk/Td_YRmWYekI/AAAAAAAAG8s/-TlD7xHlRRo/s400/P07.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desi nu e o regula scrisa, se pare ca in fiecare an am petrecut Pastele la Piatra Neamt cu ceilalti bunici, care s-au bucurat enorm sa vada matzuca asta mititica. Ne-am pornit de sambata la pranz cand a iesit tati de la serviciu asa ca pe dupaamiaza eram deja ajunsi. Am avut noroc de vreme foarte frumoasa, desi dupa cum se prezentase vremea pana acum nu prea mai speram, a fost cald, soare si frumos. In noaptea de inviere Emi a ramas sa faca nani cu Biba Lenus si Bibu Titi, si mami cu tati au mers cu adi la inviere la manastire. A doua zi am avut musafiri, insa momentul de aur a fost plimbarea la Gradina zoologica. I-a placut nespus la ursi, a vazut animalutele, s-a jucat cu copiii prin parc, prin urmare luni inainte sa plecam acasa n-am scapat fara inca o vizita "in pac la usi". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A fost frumos desi pentru ea e obositor, si desi se adapteaza foarte usor dupa doua zile a inceput sa planga ca vrea la ea acasa. Problema cea mai mare e somnul, cand sa ne punem la nani incepe "Veau in patul meu".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Una peste alta a fost un week-end placut asa ca ne-a parut rau ca s-a terminat destul de repede.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PS Hanoracul e facut de Biba Lenus. Frumos, nu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-445413952136493473?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/445413952136493473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/445413952136493473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/de-paste.html' title='De Paste'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVL2qaC8RJk/Td_YRmWYekI/AAAAAAAAG8s/-TlD7xHlRRo/s72-c/P07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6737330140373691480</id><published>2011-04-18T21:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:16:02.554+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O duminica superba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpbrVjn5fm4/Tax-Ee73v5I/AAAAAAAAG8Q/m6WVAVIh_FQ/s1600/P05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpbrVjn5fm4/Tax-Ee73v5I/AAAAAAAAG8Q/m6WVAVIh_FQ/s400/P05.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daca tot a fost o vreme superba, ieri dupaamiaza am profitat de faptul ca am fost toti acasa si tati si-a tinut promisiunea si a inaltat zmeul fetei. Ema de cate oro se ducea pe langa dulap il vedea si voia sa-l scoatem, iar tati ii zicea ca o sa-l inaltam intr-o zi cand va fi frumos afara. Si acea zi a fost ieri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mi-au fost atat de dragi cum ridicau ei doi zmeul si-l urmareau....i-a ajutat si bibu, mami a fost pe post de fotograf asa ca apare doar cu rol de povestitor, dar nu-i nimic.&amp;nbsp; Asa frumos mai radea cand il vedea zburand pe sus, iar cand cadea Ema trebuia sa stranga ata si sa ridice zmeul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apoi Bibu a venit cu ideea sa mergem undeva pe un deal, iar acolo Ema a avut surpriza sa gaseasca niste caprite cu ieduti mititei, pe care i-a fugarit de saracii nu mai stiau pe unde sa fuga spre casa :)). Mi-a fost atat de draga cum alerga pe camp, si radea si se distra, iar cand am intrat in casa era toata neagra si murdarica ca o purcicuta, tarancuta lu' mamica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9VgMJjapqs/Tax_xu_Vb7I/AAAAAAAAG8U/_UFfhPRECbo/s1600/P06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9VgMJjapqs/Tax_xu_Vb7I/AAAAAAAAG8U/_UFfhPRECbo/s400/P06.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6737330140373691480?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6737330140373691480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6737330140373691480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-duminica-superba.html' title='O duminica superba'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fpbrVjn5fm4/Tax-Ee73v5I/AAAAAAAAG8Q/m6WVAVIh_FQ/s72-c/P05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7972739799532422499</id><published>2011-04-15T19:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:14:41.659+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Il iubesc pe unchiul Irinel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e7WBdt0PQM/Tahu5C2WYwI/AAAAAAAAG8M/djEGGVyJCh4/s1600/DSC04186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e7WBdt0PQM/Tahu5C2WYwI/AAAAAAAAG8M/djEGGVyJCh4/s400/DSC04186.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Emi il iubeste tare mult pe unchiul Iri. Astazi ii spusese biba ca vine mami cu tati cu Iri iar cand am venit doar noi doi tot intreba unde e irinel, de ce nu a venit si el...si chiar incepea sa planga cand i-am zis ca el vine maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7972739799532422499?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7972739799532422499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7972739799532422499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/il-iubesc-pe-unchiul-irinel.html' title='Il iubesc pe unchiul Irinel'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3e7WBdt0PQM/Tahu5C2WYwI/AAAAAAAAG8M/djEGGVyJCh4/s72-c/DSC04186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8478504663318058963</id><published>2011-04-09T19:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:30:36.393+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obraznicuta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD5Mlhml0V4/TaCNi67Y1jI/AAAAAAAAG70/66ZOvavJsHM/s1600/P01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD5Mlhml0V4/TaCNi67Y1jI/AAAAAAAAG70/66ZOvavJsHM/s400/P01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cum nu te uiti un pic la ea isi trage scaunelul in fata dulapului, se urca pe dulap si se baga inauntru. Degeaba ii explicam ca se va lovi, sa iasa de acolo....ei ii place la nebunie, asa ca a trebuit s-o si imortalizez, fiindca n-o sa ma creada cand va creste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8478504663318058963?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8478504663318058963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8478504663318058963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/obraznicuta.html' title='Obraznicuta'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD5Mlhml0V4/TaCNi67Y1jI/AAAAAAAAG70/66ZOvavJsHM/s72-c/P01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4992548987080293102</id><published>2011-04-06T19:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T19:58:38.270+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaginea mea preferata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER9cE_4QYdQ/TaCPygpvmPI/AAAAAAAAG74/CjaOXJ2Sv1g/s1600/P03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER9cE_4QYdQ/TaCPygpvmPI/AAAAAAAAG74/CjaOXJ2Sv1g/s400/P03.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am reusit sa-i fotografiez asa frumos impreuna. Asta e imaginea care-mi place cel mai mult pe lume si mi-e drag sa-i vad ce mult se iubesc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4992548987080293102?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4992548987080293102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4992548987080293102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/imaginea-mea-preferata.html' title='Imaginea mea preferata'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER9cE_4QYdQ/TaCPygpvmPI/AAAAAAAAG74/CjaOXJ2Sv1g/s72-c/P03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8644072488081083123</id><published>2011-04-04T19:58:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:30:17.818+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A venit primavara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3WrzlGDZ-E/TaCQ1xiUX6I/AAAAAAAAG8E/_HjrFLYA70E/s1600/P04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3WrzlGDZ-E/TaCQ1xiUX6I/AAAAAAAAG8E/_HjrFLYA70E/s400/P04.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A venit in sfarsit si primavara...cu pasi timizi si diferente mari de temperatura intre noapte si zi, dar totusi un progres notabil...asa ca Emi poate in sfarsit sa stea mai mult pe afara sa se joace in voie. Cat Biba se ocupa de gradina Ema se joaca la nisip, cu masinuta, cu bicicleta, iar cand venim noi de la serviciu preluam stafeta si mai stam pe afara pana se intuneca. Imi era si mie drag sa stau la aer si-mi imaginez ca si ei la fel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8644072488081083123?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8644072488081083123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8644072488081083123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/venit-primavara.html' title='A venit primavara'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3WrzlGDZ-E/TaCQ1xiUX6I/AAAAAAAAG8E/_HjrFLYA70E/s72-c/P04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3779389063344127197</id><published>2011-04-03T16:27:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:27:50.361+03:00</updated><title type='text'>da' nu cresc eu mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdzc28vIZRo/TZh1tBf7ZdI/AAAAAAAAG7U/ddzpaM8qRRI/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdzc28vIZRo/TZh1tBf7ZdI/AAAAAAAAG7U/ddzpaM8qRRI/s400/page1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daca am papat tot din farfurie am crescut mare-mare. Un picut tre sa mai pap si acusica imi vin papucii lu' mami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3779389063344127197?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3779389063344127197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3779389063344127197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/da-nu-cresc-eu-mare.html' title='da&apos; nu cresc eu mare'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jdzc28vIZRo/TZh1tBf7ZdI/AAAAAAAAG7U/ddzpaM8qRRI/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7644033500965601955</id><published>2011-03-30T19:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T19:45:16.515+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nani-nani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiduaNPInlI/TaCLSCCXqjI/AAAAAAAAG7c/-vxxymhkj8c/s1600/P02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiduaNPInlI/TaCLSCCXqjI/AAAAAAAAG7c/-vxxymhkj8c/s400/P02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam asa doarme maimutica mea. Se incadreaza perfect in peisaj nu?. Nu se poate stinge lumina pana cand nu raspund toate maimuticile prezent la apel: si Doli, si Mickey, si broscuta si ursuletul, si pisica si bebe si soricelul preferat si ratusca si orice alt animalut de plus ii mai atrage ei atentia in ziua respectiva. Se joaca cu ei ii manuieste ca pe niste marionete...ce-i drept si noi i-am inspirat joaca asta cu papitoii de plus fiinda ii facem teatru de papusi cu ele. Intr-o seara tati a zis ca mami a innebunit: cantam cu Ema Casuta din padure cu personaje...doi bebelusi erau piticii, Doli era pupaza, aveam si soricel si broscuta si dansau cu totii si eu cu Emi cantam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7644033500965601955?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7644033500965601955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7644033500965601955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/03/nani-nani.html' title='Nani-nani'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qiduaNPInlI/TaCLSCCXqjI/AAAAAAAAG7c/-vxxymhkj8c/s72-c/P02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7012416767895107489</id><published>2011-03-26T16:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:29:12.525+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospodina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzMjoqJbbWs/TZh02Y40oPI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/RaQRzWQsmzs/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzMjoqJbbWs/TZh02Y40oPI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/RaQRzWQsmzs/s400/page.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Din nou ma laud ca o cioara cu gospodina mea. II plac treburile casnice...vrea sa dea si ea cu aspiratorul, cere servetel sa stearga praful, isi spala vasele la bucatariuta ei de zor...imi vine sa o pap cat e de harnicuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7012416767895107489?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7012416767895107489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7012416767895107489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/04/gospodina.html' title='Gospodina'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzMjoqJbbWs/TZh02Y40oPI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/RaQRzWQsmzs/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3141105739183546552</id><published>2011-03-24T20:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:43:49.974+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictorita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPgVM_mrZp0/TYuQzZ0YSgI/AAAAAAAAG6E/y6otJ08y38s/s1600/pictorita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPgVM_mrZp0/TYuQzZ0YSgI/AAAAAAAAG6E/y6otJ08y38s/s400/pictorita.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ema mea e o artista, cel putin ar vrea sa fie...Toata ziua ar vrea doar sa picteze, sau sa coloreze. Are o mare atractie catre acuarele si mai ales catre creioane colorate. Imi place ca deja incepe sa creeze imagini ce se pot deslusi si mai ales ca incepe sa coloreze in interiorul unui spatiu delimitat. Mai e multa treaba dar ma bucur ca ii place. Drept urmare cred ca am sa-i fac comanda unei reviste pentru copii care-i invata sa picteze...pentru cand va fi mai mare, bineinteles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3141105739183546552?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3141105739183546552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3141105739183546552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/03/pictorita.html' title='Pictorita'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPgVM_mrZp0/TYuQzZ0YSgI/AAAAAAAAG6E/y6otJ08y38s/s72-c/pictorita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3863156344252165875</id><published>2011-03-24T20:11:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:04:38.485+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Obraznicuta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pSZp0FsZ264/TY4NdS2QG4I/AAAAAAAAG6Q/PJGZ6z3DKj4/s1600/DSC035501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pSZp0FsZ264/TY4NdS2QG4I/AAAAAAAAG6Q/PJGZ6z3DKj4/s400/DSC035501.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astazi fetita mea mi-a facut prima surpriza....mai putin placuta...A luat de pe masa ochelarii doamnei educatoare, i-a pus la ochi apoi i-a aruncet jos si i-a calcat in picioare. Am certat-o i-am spus ca nu-i frumos...dar cand a intrebat-o Biba de ce a fost obraznica Ema a raspuns foarte senina "ai spus drept si eu te iert"&lt;br /&gt;Am uitat sa mentionez ca aceasta mica aventura s-a intamplat dupe ce ieri am invatat poiezia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nicu-a spart o cana, plici!&lt;br /&gt;Neatent, ce poti sa-i zici?&lt;br /&gt;Se gandeste, se gandeste,&lt;br /&gt;Cana... nu se mai lipeste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vine mama:&lt;br /&gt;- Ce-i cu tine? Ce stai suparat copile?&lt;br /&gt;Lacrimi mici apar sub geana.&lt;br /&gt;- N-am nimic, am spart o cana!&lt;br /&gt;- Rau, dar nu pot sa te cert,&lt;br /&gt;Ai spus drept si eu te iert! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3863156344252165875?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3863156344252165875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3863156344252165875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/03/obraznucuta.html' title='Obraznicuta'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-pSZp0FsZ264/TY4NdS2QG4I/AAAAAAAAG6Q/PJGZ6z3DKj4/s72-c/DSC035501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2066580505723048581</id><published>2011-03-09T11:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T11:10:32.607+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De 8 martie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acesta a fost primul an in care de 8 martie m-am simtit mamica in adevaratul sens al cuvantului. Fetita mea a invatat o poiezioara la gradinita special pentru mamica:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sunt o fata mititica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si iubesc pe-a mea mamica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si pe Tati eu iubesc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si frumos eu vreau sa cresc"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am primit si martisor facut de Ema la gradinita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyVYingTGA/TY7trjmXe7I/AAAAAAAAG6k/vYsHCzIYuRA/s1600/DSC04009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyVYingTGA/TY7trjmXe7I/AAAAAAAAG6k/vYsHCzIYuRA/s320/DSC04009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si o felicitare de 8 martie cu pozica printesei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhz8DFQFXns/TY7uK6ETypI/AAAAAAAAG7M/7f5XinGzwKI/s1600/DSC04004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhz8DFQFXns/TY7uK6ETypI/AAAAAAAAG7M/7f5XinGzwKI/s400/DSC04004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vhz8DFQFXns/TY7uK6ETypI/AAAAAAAAG6o/KGPhjRAV4rA/s1600/DSC04004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hU9DnUTaKs/TY7ucJI6wxI/AAAAAAAAG6s/-ZtttA4Ne90/s1600/DSC04006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hU9DnUTaKs/TY7ucJI6wxI/AAAAAAAAG6s/-ZtttA4Ne90/s400/DSC04006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am fost totusi oarecum dezamagita ca nu ne-a zis educatoarea cand vine sa le faca fotografiile sa o fi imbracat frumos sa-i fi pus fundite si clamite. Si mi se pare cam trista in fotografia asta ceea ce mi se pare ciudat avand in vedere ca ea rade tot timpul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2066580505723048581?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2066580505723048581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2066580505723048581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-8-martie.html' title='De 8 martie'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyVYingTGA/TY7trjmXe7I/AAAAAAAAG6k/vYsHCzIYuRA/s72-c/DSC04009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4859968521439208271</id><published>2011-02-26T18:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:42:39.064+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Veselia lu' mamica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y7qJQ0pQic4/TY4WdlrnoWI/AAAAAAAAG6c/cxnKJLeHK5w/s1600/jucarii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y7qJQ0pQic4/TY4WdlrnoWI/AAAAAAAAG6c/cxnKJLeHK5w/s400/jucarii.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cat imi poate fi de draga cu codite....insa ei nu-i place. Cum ii pun elasticele in par...sta putin sa-i fac poze, si apoi si le scoate.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pare o papusica intre atatea jucarii...nu-i asa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4859968521439208271?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4859968521439208271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4859968521439208271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/03/veselia-lu-mamica.html' title='Veselia lu&apos; mamica'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y7qJQ0pQic4/TY4WdlrnoWI/AAAAAAAAG6c/cxnKJLeHK5w/s72-c/jucarii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-161006200060829523</id><published>2011-02-06T18:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:23:06.219+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La placinte inainte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2vXOd_FnCHQ/TY4SQ5Yj3RI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/K5TaTKq50O0/s1600/placinte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2vXOd_FnCHQ/TY4SQ5Yj3RI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/K5TaTKq50O0/s400/placinte.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ignorand faptul ca placintele noastre au fost de fapt niste gogosele bune bune, relevant este faptul ca am ajutor de seama la bucatarie. Oare ce m-am facut eu inainte sa o am pe Ema, cine ma ajuta pe mine la facut papita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tare mult ii place sa ajute la treaba, mai ales in bucatarie, sa taie ea legume sa "spele vasele" la bucataria ei, asa ca de cum m-am apucat de aluatul de gogosi asistentul de bucatar s-a si prezentat la post. I-am dat sucitorul si o bucatica de aluat si nu i-am auzit gurita, atat a fost de ocupata...a intins foaie, a taiat gogosele cu paharul, exact tot ce facea si mami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-161006200060829523?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/161006200060829523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/161006200060829523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-placinte-inainte.html' title='La placinte inainte'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2vXOd_FnCHQ/TY4SQ5Yj3RI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/K5TaTKq50O0/s72-c/placinte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-915059981016342585</id><published>2011-02-03T19:07:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:10:50.835+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La sanius</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uite ca am reusit sa facem si noi pozici afara in zapada....cand aproape ca s-a topit toata...... :( Ei mai bine mai tarziu decat niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TUrfJ0tuScI/AAAAAAAAG4w/0qE-6yc7S9U/s1600/la+sanius.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TUrfJ0tuScI/AAAAAAAAG4w/0qE-6yc7S9U/s640/la+sanius.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si tot din acelasi capitol au fost Ali, Mirela si Alice intr-o seara pe la noi si am dat putin fetele cu saniuta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GFzJj8bAfIw/TYuRc83tyiI/AAAAAAAAG6M/r0a7fx5IGMY/s1600/DSCN0784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GFzJj8bAfIw/TYuRc83tyiI/AAAAAAAAG6M/r0a7fx5IGMY/s400/DSCN0784.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4IkcmJbdEA0/TY4O-R66mwI/AAAAAAAAG6U/YwK8v4f8bLc/s1600/DSCN0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4IkcmJbdEA0/TY4O-R66mwI/AAAAAAAAG6U/YwK8v4f8bLc/s400/DSCN0752.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-915059981016342585?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/915059981016342585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/915059981016342585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/02/la-sanius.html' title='La sanius'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TUrfJ0tuScI/AAAAAAAAG4w/0qE-6yc7S9U/s72-c/la+sanius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2173299107233134619</id><published>2011-01-30T11:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T11:10:25.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu vrea sa faca nanita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of, of, of nu stiu ce sa ma mai fac cu Emisor... avem grave probleme cu somnul. De cand  ne-am mutat la bunici...biba o lasa sa doarma cat vrea ea dimineata  apoi ajung pe la 12-1 de la gradinita pe la 2 o culca si ii face  intuneric bezna in camera si liniste deplina si doarme cam 3 ore...si  daca se trezeste la 5-6 imaginati-va ca desi ne punem in pat la ora 21  se face si 23-24 si ea nu doarme. Ema are patutul ei dar in aceeasi  camera cu noi...nu vrea sa doarma decat in patul ei dar cu mami  alaturi....si imi tot zice...mami...ne pupam, mami ne iubim, ii spun  cate o poveste, ii cant pe rand toate cantecelele incetisor, cate-odata  eu adorm si ea inca e treaza si face avioane cu manutele pe sus si daca  vede ca nu mai zic nimic incepe sa ma strige...mami...mami...mami....si  ma trezeste. Degeaba numaram si stelutele de pe tavan. Din pacate de  multe ori imi pierd rabdarea si mai strig la ea si apoi imi pare rau ca  incepe sa planga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;      Ma gandesc ca poate nu vrea sa doarma si fiindca vrea sa petreaca  cat mai mult timp cu noi, avand in vedere ca la ora 7 cand plecam ea  doarme si ne intoarcem acasa in jur de ora 18 trebuie sa papam si apoi  sa ne jucam. De multe ori incepe sa planga cand ma asez la masa si tipa  la mine....""mami nu papa, hai ne jucam" si mi-e asa mila de ea...dar  n-am ce sa-i fac.....singurul lucru pe care-l pot face e sa-mi petrec  putinul timp pe care-l petrec acasa jucandu-ma cu ea...dar asta tot nu  rezolva problema somnului. Traiesc cu speranta ca vine primavara si se  va lungi ziua si o sa o scot afar si seara cand venim acasa si poate asa  va dormi mai bine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2173299107233134619?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2173299107233134619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2173299107233134619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/01/nu-vrea-sa-faca-nanita.html' title='Nu vrea sa faca nanita'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8073190647793468329</id><published>2011-01-02T21:21:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:30:52.138+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De anul nou am avut din nou musafiri... Unchiul Cata si prietena lui Ana au petrecut revelionul cu noi. Din pacate distractia n-a durat foarte mult, din cauza ca ni s-a stricat masinuta si asta ne-a cam dat planurile. Mi-a fost draga Emi ca s-a atasat foarte repede de prietena lui Cata. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noi le-am oferit cadou un calendar cu vedeta noastra in prim plan sa-si puna Cata pe perete in birou s-o admire toata lumea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w861.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw861.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fab179%2Falinas2008%2Ff35ad82c.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f35ad82c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8073190647793468329?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8073190647793468329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8073190647793468329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2011/01/de-anul-nou-am-avut-din-nou-musafiri.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5391306666010835573</id><published>2010-12-25T10:01:00.022+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T10:46:47.849+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A venit mosul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anul asta mosul a fost foarte darnic...ni i-a adus in vizita pe bibu si biba de la Piatra Neamt. A fost atat de frumos la brad cu Ema inconjurata de atata lume care o iubeste....drept urmare s-a si vazut iubirea cea mare prin faptul ca mosul a golit tot sacul la Ema, desi ea n-a vrut sa vorbeasca si sa spuna poezii, insa eu nici n-am insistat, chiar i-am certat pe ceilalti care tot stresau copilul ;).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mosul nostru avea ceva probleme cu ochii...probabil de la zapada il dureau asa ca a avut niste ochelari de soare mari...care o tot intrigau pe Ema...poate de aia a si fost destul de reticenta.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5efjBgdNI/AAAAAAAAG40/TSLGxuyM3i8/s1600/craciun+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5efjBgdNI/AAAAAAAAG40/TSLGxuyM3i8/s400/craciun+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5eja7hbbI/AAAAAAAAG44/DUWWPNFm5kU/s1600/craciun+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5eja7hbbI/AAAAAAAAG44/DUWWPNFm5kU/s400/craciun+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5emE_c7gI/AAAAAAAAG48/8RLAePnbrCo/s1600/craciun1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5emE_c7gI/AAAAAAAAG48/8RLAePnbrCo/s400/craciun1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5erUp1UnI/AAAAAAAAG5A/df2idjRxYmM/s1600/craciun4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5erUp1UnI/AAAAAAAAG5A/df2idjRxYmM/s400/craciun4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A doua zi de Craciun a venit la noi si nana pe care Ema o astepta de mult si o tot chema in vizita&amp;nbsp; si Emi a primit din nou cadouri.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Insa cadoul preferat momentan ramane o orguta mare cu scaunel...si mult doritul Mickey Mouse care a cantat si el la orga :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5fgONIr4I/AAAAAAAAG5E/t9RIKW5yyew/s1600/DSC03375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5fgONIr4I/AAAAAAAAG5E/t9RIKW5yyew/s400/DSC03375.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5391306666010835573?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5391306666010835573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5391306666010835573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/12/venit-mosul.html' title='A venit mosul'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TU5efjBgdNI/AAAAAAAAG40/TSLGxuyM3i8/s72-c/craciun+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7903397617389842420</id><published>2010-12-15T20:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:29:45.781+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Are mama o fetita frumusica foc</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Romancuta lu' mamica. Am o tarancuta, tarancuta cu bujori in obrajori&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/_PBADc5I70sI/TQkI3OSJNKI/AAAAAAAAG4E/pSyz9tzLtYs/s1600/tarancuta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQkI3OSJNKI/AAAAAAAAG4E/pSyz9tzLtYs/s640/tarancuta.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7903397617389842420?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7903397617389842420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7903397617389842420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/12/are-mama-o-fetita-frumusica-foc.html' title='Are mama o fetita frumusica foc'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQkI3OSJNKI/AAAAAAAAG4E/pSyz9tzLtYs/s72-c/tarancuta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5612585988655815086</id><published>2010-12-12T11:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:01:36.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De sfantul Nicolaie</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De sfantul Nicolaie, am sarbatorit-o pe Nicoleta noastra in familie.....am fost toti trei acasa, am facut desene pe geamuri cu sabloane si zapada artificiala, am pus beculetele afara si seara le-am aprins, am papat si tortulet si seara a venit si mosul.....ca altfel mami si tati ar fi ratat momentul cand gasea Ema ghetutele pline de dulciuri.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asa iti dai seama cat de repede cresc puii mici. A fost o dragalasa "Ema Nicoleta Scipcaiu"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;cum enumera ea tot ce i-a adus mosul Neculai :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQSWzKV4nkI/AAAAAAAAG3M/-dDesjxBXPI/s1600/DSC03168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQSWzKV4nkI/AAAAAAAAG3M/-dDesjxBXPI/s320/DSC03168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQSXJ_tCKbI/AAAAAAAAG3o/dWlVI_gOAc4/s1600/DSC03177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQSXJ_tCKbI/AAAAAAAAG3o/dWlVI_gOAc4/s400/DSC03177.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQSYU1jyRhI/AAAAAAAAG3c/bAEM_jKENqk/s320/DSC03196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5612585988655815086?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5612585988655815086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5612585988655815086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-sfantul-nicolaie.html' title='De sfantul Nicolaie'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TQSWzKV4nkI/AAAAAAAAG3M/-dDesjxBXPI/s72-c/DSC03168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1865973932386307952</id><published>2010-12-02T20:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:46:54.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucru manual</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intr-o seara, cand a venit mami de la Botosani i-a adus maimuticii un tub de lipici si un set de hartie glase...si iata ce-a iesit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPfnD-i6SBI/AAAAAAAAG18/IPrFRSA-Qjw/s1600/DSC03094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPfnD-i6SBI/AAAAAAAAG18/IPrFRSA-Qjw/s400/DSC03094.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPfm0dR9u8I/AAAAAAAAG14/EwUIFx9Gv50/s1600/DSC03091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPfm0dR9u8I/AAAAAAAAG14/EwUIFx9Gv50/s400/DSC03091.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am rupt bucatele mici de hartie colorata si le-am mototolit, am desenat un copac, am pus lipici si apoi am lipit prune si frunze....Apoi fiindca nu s-a saturat de facut prune am facxut si un cosulet cu fructe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1865973932386307952?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1865973932386307952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1865973932386307952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/12/lucru-manual.html' title='Lucru manual'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPfnD-i6SBI/AAAAAAAAG18/IPrFRSA-Qjw/s72-c/DSC03094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1494133397061330748</id><published>2010-11-29T21:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:57:44.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima zapada</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am fost putin la Piatra cu masinuta cea noua....Bicu si bica au fost foarte fericiti sa vada minunea de fetita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQBvJdvypI/AAAAAAAAG1k/BDUQFbfXj1E/s1600/DSC03136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQBvJdvypI/AAAAAAAAG1k/BDUQFbfXj1E/s400/DSC03136.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am avut si noroc sa gasim acolo zapada...prima pe anul asta.....si Emi a descoperit-o cu placere. Mi-a fost tare draga ca am lasat-o intai cu manutele goale si a luat zapada in manute...iar apoi a venit la mine si facea au au au :)) mica ii inghetasera manutele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQFCuxmrcI/AAAAAAAAG1o/xqtlnUv1SCw/s1600/prima+zapada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQFCuxmrcI/AAAAAAAAG1o/xqtlnUv1SCw/s640/prima+zapada.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am fost in vizita si la bica lu' mami si am facut si acolo pozici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQFpleW03I/AAAAAAAAG1s/ycrxq0_MFus/s1600/DSC03163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQFpleW03I/AAAAAAAAG1s/ycrxq0_MFus/s400/DSC03163.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1494133397061330748?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1494133397061330748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1494133397061330748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/11/prima-zapada.html' title='Prima zapada'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPQBvJdvypI/AAAAAAAAG1k/BDUQFbfXj1E/s72-c/DSC03136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-984907503945080683</id><published>2010-11-29T21:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:32:51.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A venit toamna</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se pare ca anul asta toamna s-a gandit sa ramana mai mult pe la noi...si cu ocazia asta am reusit si noi sa facem cateva fotografii cu Emi in parc la "uta mare". Dintre toate asta e preferata mea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP_zU5idoI/AAAAAAAAG1g/bh7wWdvSG-8/s1600/DSC03047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP_zU5idoI/AAAAAAAAG1g/bh7wWdvSG-8/s400/DSC03047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ce-am remarcat e ca Ema a inceput sa se teama. Pana se da prima data in topogan trebuie sa stam s-o mosim si sa stam s-o imbarbatam...dar dupa ce reuseste prima tura o mai scot doar cu urlete de la topogane. Micul meu papusel creste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-984907503945080683?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/984907503945080683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/984907503945080683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/11/venit-toamna.html' title='A venit toamna'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP_zU5idoI/AAAAAAAAG1g/bh7wWdvSG-8/s72-c/DSC03047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1535599451204076525</id><published>2010-11-15T21:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:21:10.647+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ora de dans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP88kZAIOI/AAAAAAAAG1c/gcH8duMNSYg/s1600/la+dans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP88kZAIOI/AAAAAAAAG1c/gcH8duMNSYg/s640/la+dans.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Maimutica dansatoare care fura pupici de la toata lumea...Avea bubita la nasuc dar tot frumoasa si iubita mea printesa e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1535599451204076525?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1535599451204076525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1535599451204076525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/11/ora-de-dans.html' title='Ora de dans'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP88kZAIOI/AAAAAAAAG1c/gcH8duMNSYg/s72-c/la+dans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1287938973813801793</id><published>2010-11-10T20:58:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:11:23.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Musafiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In weekend am avut musafiri...au fost pe la noi Ali, Mirela si Alice...si s-au jucat frumos printesele....au fost si ceva momente tensionate, generate de lupta pentru aceeasi hucarie, dar s-au rezolvat in cele din urma. Ema i-a aratat toate jucariile, au facut turnulet din canite, au dansat, au desenat, au pictat, si a fost o zi foarte placuta. Imi place cand avem musafiri, ce-i drept ma simt cam izolata la tara si e placut sa mai am cu cine discuta, sa mai vad si alti oameni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP5wun0aMI/AAAAAAAAG1I/lqm3dbLHlIk/s1600/DSC02975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP5wun0aMI/AAAAAAAAG1I/lqm3dbLHlIk/s400/DSC02975.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP6BJ3s_CI/AAAAAAAAG1M/-66XDn18SJM/s1600/DSC02978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP6BJ3s_CI/AAAAAAAAG1M/-66XDn18SJM/s400/DSC02978.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP6RcupUtI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/Fwt48ONdgTI/s1600/DSC02984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP6RcupUtI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/Fwt48ONdgTI/s400/DSC02984.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP6hRvsPxI/AAAAAAAAG1U/Fasz_qiJQ0c/s1600/DSC02989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP6hRvsPxI/AAAAAAAAG1U/Fasz_qiJQ0c/s400/DSC02989.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1287938973813801793?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1287938973813801793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1287938973813801793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/11/musafiri.html' title='Musafiri'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TPP5wun0aMI/AAAAAAAAG1I/lqm3dbLHlIk/s72-c/DSC02975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7537693815376853471</id><published>2010-11-03T21:51:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:55:58.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera printesei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Saptamana trecuta am gasit in sfarsit in oras stickere mari cu personaje din desene animate..ca m-am saturat sa dau peste Hanah Montana peste tot unde ma intorceam...parca ar fi singurul personaj care mai exista....de unde sa mai stie copiii de personajele clasice Disney (dar oricum asta e alta discutie). Prin urmare mami a cumparat una bucata Mikey Mouse, una bucata ursulet Winney+cangurasul cel mic, care pentru Ema e soricel si le-am lipit pe perete alaturi de cele trei printese (Alba ca Zapada, Cenusareasa si Belle). Mica a fost tare incantata si seara inainte de culcare le da la fiecare cate un pupicel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si cu asta cam declar inchise decoratiunile si reorganizarea camerei, cel putin pana va mai avea Emi vreun fratior sau surioara si va mai trebui un patut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asta este, prin urmare, varianta finala...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG7SbNxpYI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/T5A4NywNFLQ/s1600/DSC02940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG7SbNxpYI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/T5A4NywNFLQ/s400/DSC02940.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG7k5zmQBI/AAAAAAAAG0c/egpyOvZjTKE/s1600/DSC02944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG7k5zmQBI/AAAAAAAAG0c/egpyOvZjTKE/s400/DSC02944.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG6ur3fdSI/AAAAAAAAG0U/TlCBdTUX17A/s1600/DSC02946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG6ur3fdSI/AAAAAAAAG0U/TlCBdTUX17A/s400/DSC02946.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Puncticelele alea care se vad in jurul ceasului cu Ema sunt stelute fluorescente, care se vad foarte frumos noaptea la culcare, cand stingem becurile, si la fel sunt puse si pe tavan deasupra patutului. Eu as fi vrut sa pictez si vreo doi norisori pe tavan si o luna...ca tare draga ii e printesei nuna insa nu m-a lasat tati sa fac nimic iremediabil cum ar fi pictura pe pereti...asa ca ne multumim cu stickere si stelute lipite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7537693815376853471?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7537693815376853471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7537693815376853471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/11/camera-printesei.html' title='Camera printesei'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TNG7SbNxpYI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/T5A4NywNFLQ/s72-c/DSC02940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5145634185084543018</id><published>2010-10-26T21:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:03:23.301+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La teatrul de papusi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcT9yZjWpI/AAAAAAAAGz8/hQzRgQHyGaw/s1600/alba-ca-zapada-si-cei-7-pitici.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcT9yZjWpI/AAAAAAAAGz8/hQzRgQHyGaw/s320/alba-ca-zapada-si-cei-7-pitici.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De cand tot ma chinui sa o duc la teatru si in sfarsit am reusit duminica, cand la ora 12.30 am urmarit piesa "Alba ca zapada si cei sapte pitici"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desi tati era la serviciu si nu aveam masina ne-am facut frumoase...si ne-am pornit singurele spre Botosani sa mergem la teatru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcUpQ_4y7I/AAAAAAAAG0A/0UqDJaPueYQ/s1600/DSC02610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcUpQ_4y7I/AAAAAAAAG0A/0UqDJaPueYQ/s400/DSC02610.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcU4izCG6I/AAAAAAAAG0E/4wCrhOP4N_g/s1600/DSC02611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcU4izCG6I/AAAAAAAAG0E/4wCrhOP4N_g/s400/DSC02611.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu intelegea ce-i cu atata lume acolo, vedea atatia copii cu mami si cu tati...si a inceput sa planga ca vrea si Ema pe tati, apoi a vrut pe jos sa alerge cu copiii pe langa scena, iar cand a inceput spectacolul, mami a luat-o in brate ca Emi e mititica si nu vedea de pe scaunelul ei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcVIM3hwsI/AAAAAAAAG0I/-SpgrfR9J7A/s1600/DSC02614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcVIM3hwsI/AAAAAAAAG0I/-SpgrfR9J7A/s400/DSC02614.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cand a inceput piesa s-a speriat putin ca nu intelegea de ce s-a stins lumina, si cred ca si muzica de fundal era cam tare, dar cand a vazut ca toata lumea aplauda a inceput si ea sa faca bravo cu manutele mititele si scumpe. Mi-au dat lacrimile in momentul ala, si nu stiu nici pana acum de ce...m-am emotionat probabil pentru ca era un lucru nou pe care-l faceam impreuna, si mai ales era o activitate de copii mari...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pe Emi a fascinat-o "baba", a numarat piticii, imi spunea ca Alba ca zapada face nani, cand era intinsa pe jos dupa ce ii legase vrajitoarea cingatoarea, sau cand papase din marul otravit. Una peste alta, a fost o experienta reusita, zic eu, mai ales ca ei ii plac foarte mult povestile, si nu poate face nani seara pana cand mami nu-i citeste o poveste. Acu sunt in top cocosul (Punguta cu doi bani) iezii cucuieti (Capra cu trei iezi).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Insa imi propun ca data viitoare sa il luam si pe tati cu noi, si chiar undeva in viitorul apropiat, mai ales ca la teatru este cate o piesa in fiecare duminica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5145634185084543018?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5145634185084543018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5145634185084543018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/10/la-teatrul-de-papusi.html' title='La teatrul de papusi'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TMcT9yZjWpI/AAAAAAAAGz8/hQzRgQHyGaw/s72-c/alba-ca-zapada-si-cei-7-pitici.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6144933209385666146</id><published>2010-10-21T20:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:38:24.315+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare pentru tati</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fiindca tot suntem parinti de fetita am sa notez un banc care mi-a placut la nebunie...am ras cu lacrimi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tatal intra in camera fetitei si pe patul gol gaseste o scrisoare. Gandindu-se la ce e mai rau, deschide scrisoarea si citeste:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tati draga, imi pare foarte rau, dar trebuie sa iti spun ca am plecat de acasa cu noul meu prieten. Am gasit dragostea adevarata. Sa vezi ce chipes e, cu tatuaje si piercinguri si motocicleta aceea imensa. Dar tati, asta nu e tot: am ramas, in sfarsit, insarcinata si Abdul spune ca vom trai fericiti in rulota lui, in mijlocul padurii. Vrea multi copii si asta visez si eu. Si pentru ca am aflat ca marijuana nu este deloc daunatoare, am hotarat sa o cultivam pentru noi si prietenii nostri, sa aiba cand raman fara cocaina si extasy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intre timp, sper sa se descopere tratamentul pentru SIDA, pentru ca Abdul sa se simta mai bine. Sa stii, tati ca merita asta. Tati, nu te ingrijora, am deja 15 ani si pot avea grija de mine. In plus, Abdul stie sa ma sfatuiasca, doar are 44 de ani: m-a sfatuit si sa imi schimb religia (la islamism, desigur).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sper sa te vizitez curand, ca sa iti poti cunoaste nepotii.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetita ta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.: Te-am pacalit! Sunt la vecina. Voiam doar sa iti arat ca sunt lucruri mai rele in viata decat carnetul de note de pe birou. Te iubesc!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6144933209385666146?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6144933209385666146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6144933209385666146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/10/scrisoare-pentru-tati.html' title='Scrisoare pentru tati'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3225334622177501090</id><published>2010-10-19T19:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:37:01.718+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doua iubiri</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O imagine care face cat o mie de cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TL3JCaBbIkI/AAAAAAAAGz4/rc1heC2aBp4/s1600/DSC02571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TL3JCaBbIkI/AAAAAAAAGz4/rc1heC2aBp4/s400/DSC02571.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3225334622177501090?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3225334622177501090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3225334622177501090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/10/doua-iubiri.html' title='Doua iubiri'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TL3JCaBbIkI/AAAAAAAAGz4/rc1heC2aBp4/s72-c/DSC02571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3753019386213740638</id><published>2010-10-18T19:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:50:44.958+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fata mea este model...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tare-i mai place gazei sa o fotografiez....si de cate ori vrea imi zice sa-i fac poza.....si apoi vrea sa-i arat fotografia pe care am facut-o...fotomodel de mica......ca mamica ei :))&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asta e rezultatul ultimei sedinte foto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLx6v2sHMtI/AAAAAAAAGzo/yvFdpnjHm2I/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLx6v2sHMtI/AAAAAAAAGzo/yvFdpnjHm2I/s320/page1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3753019386213740638?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3753019386213740638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3753019386213740638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/10/fata-mea-este-model.html' title='Fata mea este model...'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLx6v2sHMtI/AAAAAAAAGzo/yvFdpnjHm2I/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7475994051788949054</id><published>2010-10-10T12:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T12:06:51.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce-i ata?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGB64a39EI/AAAAAAAAGzI/IdDfdgWrOGM/s1600/DSC02500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGB64a39EI/AAAAAAAAGzI/IdDfdgWrOGM/s400/DSC02500.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intrebarea preferata a Emei Teta zilele astea este "ce-i ata?", orice gaseste prin casa de la haine la tacamuri si jucarii le ia pe rand in mana si-mi adreseaza minunata intrebare. MI-e clar ca stie deja raspunsul......totusi are o placere nebuna sa intrebe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intr-o zi povestea Biba ca venind de la gradinita s-au intalnit cu o vecina si au stat de vorba si dupa ce au plecat mai departe Ema a intrebat-o..."Cini ata tanti?". Iti vine cate-o data sa papi gurita aia vorbitoare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7475994051788949054?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7475994051788949054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7475994051788949054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/10/ce-i-ata.html' title='Ce-i ata?'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGB64a39EI/AAAAAAAAGzI/IdDfdgWrOGM/s72-c/DSC02500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5264166258414798369</id><published>2010-09-28T20:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:27:52.814+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Programul de seara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIhiNR9PiI/AAAAAAAAGys/Qa4z0yI2oZI/s1600/DSC02544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIhiNR9PiI/AAAAAAAAGys/Qa4z0yI2oZI/s400/DSC02544.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seara inainte de nanita mami si Ema au un adevarat ritual...intai stam pe olita, apoi ne imbracam in pijama, luam cartea, ratusca, ursuletul si sticla cu apa si ne suim in pat. Acolo mami ii spune Emae poezioara de bagat in sacul de dormit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Cutu, cutu na Grivei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O fetita daca vrei,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daca nu...o bag in sac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si-o dau maine la gansac"&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ei ii place la nebunie si deja stie poezia si o spune si ea si rade si sta cuminte la bagat in saculetul de dormit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apoi urmeaza sa citim ori o povestioara, ori poezii, ori de amandoua ca aseara, apoi punem carticica jos si ne cuibarim amandoua la nanita. Mami ii spune fetitei "Tatal nostru", apoi ne dragalim putin, cantam "Dum'acasa mai tramvai", "Ochisorii nasul si gurita", si orice altceva mai cere publicul.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Evident ca prima care adoarme e mami...ca Ema de obicei n-are somn...si cand e timpul de nani atunci are cel mai mare chef de fugareala prin casa cu bibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5264166258414798369?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5264166258414798369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5264166258414798369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/programul-de-seara.html' title='Programul de seara'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIhiNR9PiI/AAAAAAAAGys/Qa4z0yI2oZI/s72-c/DSC02544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2035882771712574285</id><published>2010-09-28T19:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:59:29.294+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenii mei mieunatori</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Astia sunt prietenii mei...desi ii cam fugaresc si-i chinui eu ii iubesc... :P asa pare sa zica Ema mea mica...care cand vede fotografiile zice pace Ema miau ata (ii place lu' Ema pisica asta). Nu prea are voie sa puna mana pe ei dar cand ii prinde ii scarmana de nu se vad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIbTsxAyKI/AAAAAAAAGyk/H88V0xgZ3yU/s1600/DSC02524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIbTsxAyKI/AAAAAAAAGyk/H88V0xgZ3yU/s400/DSC02524.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIa5byo1mI/AAAAAAAAGyg/yq4SOjaYJUU/s1600/DSC02517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIa5byo1mI/AAAAAAAAGyg/yq4SOjaYJUU/s400/DSC02517.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2035882771712574285?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2035882771712574285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2035882771712574285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/prietenii-mei-mieunatori.html' title='Prietenii mei mieunatori'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIbTsxAyKI/AAAAAAAAGyk/H88V0xgZ3yU/s72-c/DSC02524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4256659956862633502</id><published>2010-09-28T19:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:35:47.461+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O jucarie intree jucarii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIZFSw4C9I/AAAAAAAAGyc/rNez00R39Z4/s1600/DSC02506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIZFSw4C9I/AAAAAAAAGyc/rNez00R39Z4/s400/DSC02506.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIYTvcu4wI/AAAAAAAAGyY/mjnuWDg9sgg/s1600/DSC02503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIYTvcu4wI/AAAAAAAAGyY/mjnuWDg9sgg/s400/DSC02503.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu cumva sa va imaginati ca astea sunt singurele jucarii :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4256659956862633502?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4256659956862633502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4256659956862633502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-jucarie-intree-jucarii.html' title='O jucarie intree jucarii'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TKIZFSw4C9I/AAAAAAAAGyc/rNez00R39Z4/s72-c/DSC02506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2125880951031238098</id><published>2010-09-20T12:07:00.038+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T12:31:54.971+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La joaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Imi place de Emi ca stoe sa se joace si singurica...isi cauta tot felul de jocuri si jucarii...eu tin minte ca plangeam cat eram mica "Cu mine nu se joaca nimeni" ea in schimb vad ca nu are astfel de probleme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pasiunea de baza o reprezinta&amp;nbsp; masinutele, parca ar fi un baietoi, si are de-a masini....cate cred ca n-a avut tati toata viata lui...si atata le mai plimba prin casa si are preferinte...ba pentru matina dedi, ba pentru matina otu ba pentru matina abi :)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGD-Ero9jI/AAAAAAAAGzU/fdcpSpB96KQ/s1600/DSC02397.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGD-Ero9jI/AAAAAAAAGzU/fdcpSpB96KQ/s400/DSC02397.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam asa arata parcul de masini abia asezate frumusel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGDvJ-4PBI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/ST2i60CTXTA/s1600/DSC02395.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGDvJ-4PBI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/ST2i60CTXTA/s400/DSC02395.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Totusi nu pot spune ca am o baietoaica suta la suta...ii place de asemenea sa faca papa in general pentru tati :)). Are bucataria de la nana si acolo pune ea oalele pe foc ii face lui tati peste, ou si altele. Intr-o seara i-a facut ou...l-a luat cu mana si i-l ducea lui tati.,..si-i zic...vai da asa in mana ii duci papa?... Ea a luat frumos o farfuria, a pus oul pe farfurie...si iar se pregatea sa-l duca...si o ontreb iar...da' tati papa cu mana?. Sta ea un pic si se gandeste, apoi cauta o furculita si-i aduce lui tati oul pe farfurie, si furculita in cealalta manuta. Mi-a fost atat de draga...gospodina mea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEy1Pgn0I/AAAAAAAAGzg/SsmnDKdxDf4/s1600/DSC02393.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGENdOTVwI/AAAAAAAAGzY/FpF78hL1MzM/s1600/DSC02389.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGENdOTVwI/AAAAAAAAGzY/FpF78hL1MzM/s400/DSC02389.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEcq-V1RI/AAAAAAAAGzc/TZSx0-SkkR4/s1600/DSC02391.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGEcq-V1RI/AAAAAAAAGzc/TZSx0-SkkR4/s400/DSC02391.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2125880951031238098?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2125880951031238098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2125880951031238098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-joaca.html' title='La joaca'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TLGD-Ero9jI/AAAAAAAAGzU/fdcpSpB96KQ/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-159488572326909106</id><published>2010-09-16T21:41:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:42:45.785+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobocel de gradinita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJJkxCGcWbI/AAAAAAAAGxc/mZSPZ7gpJUs/s1600/la+gradinita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJJkxCGcWbI/AAAAAAAAGxc/mZSPZ7gpJUs/s400/la+gradinita.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A trecut deja prima saptamana de gradinita (maine nu mergem fiindca azi s-a trezit la pranz tusind si ii curge nasucul asa ca maine o sarim, din pacate) si declar cu mandrie ca am cea mai cuminte fetita si-i place mult la gradinita.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luni de dimineata am imbracat printesa frumos in rochitica, cu ciorapei albi si pantofiori rosii (mei-mei Ema Teta), mami si-a luat liber dimineata de la serviciu si a fost cu biba sa duca bobocelul la gradinita. A mers fara probleme, imi tot arata copiii la scoala, cand am ajuns acolo doi copilasi plangeau si Ema se uita tare contrariata la ei asa ca i-am zis ca au buba si le facea mai mai sa nu mai planga, a fost tare dragalasa. Apoi s-a dus frumos la masa si s-a mutat pe rand la toate jucariile, sa vada cu ce se joaca fiecare copil, radea alerga, nu avea nici o problema. I-a dat doamnei Educatoare floricele, cand am intrat si le tinea asa de mandra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu i-am facut cateva pozici si m-am retras...sa nu incomodez copiii, a ramas biba dar i-a scos Educatoarea apoi pe toti parintii pe hol. Pe la 11 i-a trimis po copii acasa ca aveau sedinta si cand toti copiii se imbracau Ema mea nu voia sa plece, ca ea mai sta la copiii, degeaba ii explica lumea ca toti copiii pleaca. Intr-un final au ajuns acasa, au papat si la nanita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Marti s-a trezit de dimineata, desi noi am fi vrut sa mai doarma, dar ea probabil avea program de mers la copiii :)), a mers din nou cu drag, biba a lasat-o si s-a dus dupa ea la 12.00, a asteptat la usa sa termine ora de cantecele, si apoi au plecat acasa. Doamna educatoare a laudat-o ca e cuminte, nu plange, se cere la olita (n-a facut deloc pe ea desi i-am pus asa pentru siguranta pampers din ala chilotel), a batut acolo din palme cu copiii si s-a integrat fosrte bine. Chiar astazi am aflat de la o vecina ca si la scoala dintr-o comuna vecina se vorbeste despre Ema (ca a atat de mica si nu plange deloc si e cuminte, si mai ales ca e cea mai eleganta :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asa ca sunt tare mandra de ea ca s-a adaptat, ca-i place si ca merge cu drag la pii pii (copii). Ca nd o intreb daca merge la gradi spune da fara ezitare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-159488572326909106?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/159488572326909106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/159488572326909106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/bobocel-de-gradinita.html' title='Bobocel de gradinita'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJJkxCGcWbI/AAAAAAAAGxc/mZSPZ7gpJUs/s72-c/la+gradinita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6270733683332138087</id><published>2010-09-10T21:25:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T21:25:50.774+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Floricelele lui tati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Atata m-am laudat ca cioara cu printesa mea...insa a venit vremea sa ma laud si cu tati nostru iubit, care face niste fotografii superbe...si fiindca nu sunt egoista vreau sa se bucure toata lumea de ele...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;embed height="360" src="http://w797.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw797.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fyy260%2Fksde2010%2FFLORI%2F528251a1.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy260/ksde2010/FLORI/?action=view&amp;amp;current=528251a1.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6270733683332138087?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6270733683332138087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6270733683332138087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/floricelele-lui-tati.html' title='Floricelele lui tati'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2793547118230901048</id><published>2010-09-06T21:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:19:04.755+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doua fete cucuiete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJeleFLD7XI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/z5eOGUV67Sg/s1600/Fotografie0269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJeleFLD7XI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/z5eOGUV67Sg/s400/Fotografie0269.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sambata dupe ce am dus-o pe nana la autobuz am urcat pe la Mirela sa-i spunem "La multi ani". Emi era putinm cam nesuferita ca nu dormise la pranz asa ca nu am stat foarte mult...s-a jucat putin cu Alice si apoi am plecat acasa. Asa cantai ele doua maimutici la orga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2793547118230901048?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2793547118230901048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2793547118230901048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/doua-fete-cucuiete.html' title='Doua fete cucuiete'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJeleFLD7XI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/z5eOGUV67Sg/s72-c/Fotografie0269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6965158264447198908</id><published>2010-09-05T21:00:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:13:43.158+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cu nanuta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJeiz6UT1sI/AAAAAAAAGxw/aTpKpdfMVlg/s1600/DSC02452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJeiz6UT1sI/AAAAAAAAGxw/aTpKpdfMVlg/s200/DSC02452.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJejEXojkEI/AAAAAAAAGx4/lSBW__9cRZc/s1600/DSC02450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJejEXojkEI/AAAAAAAAGx4/lSBW__9cRZc/s200/DSC02450.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In week-end a fost nanuta de la Iasi in vizita la fetita si a fost surprinsa sa gaseasca un cu totul alt copil decat ultima oara cand a vazut-o...pe la pasti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Emi a iubit-o a stat de vorba cu nana, s-au jucat impreuna, nana a venit incarcata cu cadouri si cele doua fetite s-au simtit foarte bine impreuna. A venit de vineri seara, ne-am jucat frumos iar sambata am fost impreuna la uta - mare si apoi am pus-o pe nana la autobuz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maimutica mea mica stie sa se bage pe sub pielea oamenilor ceva de speriat si si-a facut numarul din plin cu nana care speram noi ca s-a bucurat de fiecare minutel petrecut in compania finutei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJejUpUarxI/AAAAAAAAGyA/zW06Q_NiyyA/s1600/DSC02476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJejUpUarxI/AAAAAAAAGyA/zW06Q_NiyyA/s200/DSC02476.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJejlZODGYI/AAAAAAAAGyI/cC5vGIrLPMA/s1600/DSC02471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJejlZODGYI/AAAAAAAAGyI/cC5vGIrLPMA/s200/DSC02471.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6965158264447198908?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6965158264447198908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6965158264447198908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/09/cu-nanuta.html' title='Cu nanuta'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TJeiz6UT1sI/AAAAAAAAGxw/aTpKpdfMVlg/s72-c/DSC02452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7307223606674613603</id><published>2010-08-31T21:03:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T18:47:37.814+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ora de dans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TH1DdPiSoUI/AAAAAAAAGxU/xb-5Fnz70Uc/s1600/dans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TH1DdPiSoUI/AAAAAAAAGxU/xb-5Fnz70Uc/s400/dans.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In aceasta dupaamiaza, dupa ce ne-am intors de la serviciu Ema a ramas singura acasa cu mami, am pus muzica si maimutica m-a ridicat de pe scaun sa dansam...da' cu niste pasi de dans si niste figuri de-am ramas uimita, asa ca am pus repede mana pe aparat si-am filmat-o si-am forografiat-o in actiune...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnw2AoLNqxw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tnw2AoLNqxw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7307223606674613603?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7307223606674613603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7307223606674613603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/ora-de-dans.html' title='Ora de dans'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TH1DdPiSoUI/AAAAAAAAGxU/xb-5Fnz70Uc/s72-c/dans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1372922500359762284</id><published>2010-08-30T21:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:32:07.579+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vizite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THv5GP2dyXI/AAAAAAAAGxA/gtXVKIwmbJs/s1600/bibu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THv5GP2dyXI/AAAAAAAAGxA/gtXVKIwmbJs/s400/bibu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In acest week-end s-au hotarat intr-un tarziu sa ne faca o viozita bicu si cu bica de la Piatra Neamt, impreuna cu Adi si Cata. A fost frumos dar pacat ca n-au avut rabdare sa mai stea si au plecat foarte repede. Ema s-a jucat frumos, a facut nani cu "Biba Tus". Apoi sambvata dupaamiaza am facut un gratarel, ne-am jucat cu cei doi pisoiasi pe care biba si bibu i-au adus fetitei (mare greseala fiindca Ema ii iubeste pana la sufocare...le-a dat lapte sa pape si l-a bagat pe unul din ei cu botul in castronel sa "papi miau" pana nu mai putea respira sarmanul pisoi, ii fugareste toata curtea, ii strange de gat...intr-un cuvant crima impotriva neamului pisicesc :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1372922500359762284?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1372922500359762284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1372922500359762284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/vizite.html' title='Vizite'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THv5GP2dyXI/AAAAAAAAGxA/gtXVKIwmbJs/s72-c/bibu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7729419922804435328</id><published>2010-08-30T21:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:19:49.242+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani Ioana Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THv2MdF-_HI/AAAAAAAAGw4/dy2dRStcg2g/s1600/zi+alice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THv2MdF-_HI/AAAAAAAAGw4/dy2dRStcg2g/s640/zi+alice.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vineri am avut party de ziua ioanei alice asa ca a fost necesara o adevarata desfasurare de forte pentru a putea da curs invitatiei. Dupa indelungi planificari cu gandiri si razgandiri ne-am hotarat sa luam fata cu noi in oras de dimineata, am vorbit cu Angela si a fost de acord s-o tina la ea, si asa am si facut. Ema s-a simtit bine. s-a jucat cu Alexandra, de care-i fusese dor, a papat, a si dormit la pranz, iar cand mami si tati au iesit de la serviciu Emi era pregatita de party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ne-am imbracat frumos in rochita si am plecat la spatiul de joaca unde avea loc aniversarea. Cand am intrat eu m-am asezat pe o canapea sa ma descalt si sa pun bagajele in dulapiorul special amenajat, si Ema a fugit de langa mine. La un moment dat s-a intors si nu m-a vazut si a crezut ca am plecat din nou si-am lasat-o...a urmat o repriza serioasa de plansete urmata de faptul ca nu m-a slabit din ochi nici macar o secunda. A durat vreo jumatate de ora pana sa o conving sa mearga sa se joace cu ceilalti copii, si a fost necesar chiar sa ma sui cu ea in topogan si sa-i arat ca nu pateste nimic...Nu stiu de ce a capapat asa frica de topogane. Insa a fost nevoie s-o dau eu de doua ori pentru ca apoi sa nu mai reusesc s-o opresc....s-a dat singurica pe topogane, a sarit in castelul gonflabil, s-a jucat si la balansoar, a facut tup-tup pe saltea, s-au jucat cu baloanele, au servit tort si sampanie, iar supararea a fost inevitabila cand s-au terminat cele trei ore si a trebuit sa plecam acasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Una peste alta a fost o zi frumoasa si cred ca Emi avea nevoie de asa o zi sa-si prinda pofta de "uta mare" si copii, chiar daca a fost foarte obositor pentru ea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7729419922804435328?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7729419922804435328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7729419922804435328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-multi-ani-ioana-alice.html' title='La multi ani Ioana Alice'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THv2MdF-_HI/AAAAAAAAGw4/dy2dRStcg2g/s72-c/zi+alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8338316756221113852</id><published>2010-08-24T00:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:30:10.618+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pipi la wc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLoWU001VI/AAAAAAAAGwo/Jdv-YGsZAWg/s1600/DSC01905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLoWU001VI/AAAAAAAAGwo/Jdv-YGsZAWg/s400/DSC01905.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tot din seria maimutica...daca toata lumea face la wc, atunci obligatoriu trebuie sa faca si Ema pipi la wc si cand are ea chef ma duce de mana si-mi zice "Ema pipi ceu", sa chiar face nu se joaca. Iar cand face la olita, fetita mea cea mare isi duce singura olita si o rastoarna in wc, iar apoi ma pune sa spal olita si sa i-o dau inapoi s-o duca in casa.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sunt tare mandra ca am fetita mare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8338316756221113852?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8338316756221113852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8338316756221113852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/pipi-la-wc.html' title='Pipi la wc'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLoWU001VI/AAAAAAAAGwo/Jdv-YGsZAWg/s72-c/DSC01905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7713924995819809149</id><published>2010-08-24T00:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:25:14.689+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ema udi tina dedi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLnMLgFIaI/AAAAAAAAGwg/QRL15bRaYDY/s1600/DSC01932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLnMLgFIaI/AAAAAAAAGwg/QRL15bRaYDY/s400/DSC01932.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In traducere, titlul suna cam asa: " Ema aude masina verde"... greu de inteles dar totusi atat de simplu :)). Se joaca tati (rar de tot cand prinde si el putin timp la pc) la un joculet in care conduce o masina verde, si de obicei isi pune castile ca sa nu ne deranjeze. Si cum Ema e o maimuta, si in plus acolo tati se joaca cu iubirea ei masina, cum il vede la pc ii adreseaza solicitarea de mai sus, si intr-o seara tati i-a pus castile la urechi si statea ea tare mandra la tati in brate si asculta acolo melodia de la joc. Mi s-a parut atat de haioasa...scumpita mica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7713924995819809149?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7713924995819809149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7713924995819809149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/ema-udi-tina-dedi.html' title='&quot;Ema udi tina dedi&quot;'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLnMLgFIaI/AAAAAAAAGwg/QRL15bRaYDY/s72-c/DSC01932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-683528488839905861</id><published>2010-08-24T00:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:18:50.480+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotomodel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLlRt1Y0-I/AAAAAAAAGwQ/aaFsB7vmDtw/s1600/DSC01879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLlRt1Y0-I/AAAAAAAAGwQ/aaFsB7vmDtw/s320/DSC01879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLlo31CRbI/AAAAAAAAGwY/FQV7FpK_cCw/s1600/DSC01880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLlo31CRbI/AAAAAAAAGwY/FQV7FpK_cCw/s320/DSC01880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pisicuta mea cea motata s-a invatat la pozat si intr-o zi eram cu totii pe afara si la un moment dat imi zice...."mami poza". Ce sa fac...m-am executat rapid, am adus aparatul sa-i facem fetei fotografii...dar cel mai mult ma distreaza ca sta la poza si se stramba si se aseaza in toate pozitiile sa-i mai faci. Insa daca nu vrea, n-ai nici o sansa s-o convingi, ca nu se intoarce cu fata si pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ce mai...deja are talente de vedeta :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-683528488839905861?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/683528488839905861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/683528488839905861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/fotomodel.html' title='Fotomodel'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/THLlRt1Y0-I/AAAAAAAAGwQ/aaFsB7vmDtw/s72-c/DSC01879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7188092657730110945</id><published>2010-08-17T21:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:59:50.079+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bun venit pe lume pui mic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGrQ4KW4Y3I/AAAAAAAAGwA/ZOllifAGP5A/s1600/DSC00030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGrQ4KW4Y3I/AAAAAAAAGwA/ZOllifAGP5A/s400/DSC00030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Luni pe 8 august&amp;nbsp; 2010 a venit pe lume verisorul nostru Thales (sper ca am scris corect...daca nu astept trasa de urechi :P). Ii uram bun venit, sa creasca mare frumos si sanatos alaturi de surioara lui si de mami si tati, si speram sa-l vedem si noi...poate macar la botez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fotografia asta imi este tare draga...si mi-a facut o pofta de un bebic mic...ceva de speriat....poate, cine stie, le calcam si noi in curand pe urme...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGrQ8rs1rpI/AAAAAAAAGwI/I7ReezH6od4/s1600/frati.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGrQ8rs1rpI/AAAAAAAAGwI/I7ReezH6od4/s400/frati.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7188092657730110945?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7188092657730110945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7188092657730110945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/bun-venit-pe-lume-pui-mic.html' title='Bun venit pe lume pui mic'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGrQ4KW4Y3I/AAAAAAAAGwA/ZOllifAGP5A/s72-c/DSC00030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5354054026024425736</id><published>2010-08-15T22:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:14:13.671+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La oras la Uta mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Plimbareata mea mica pazeste usile, masina si plecarea...si daca ne vede ca ne imbracam, destinatia invariabila trebuie sa fie "Uta mare" adica topoganele din parc de la Botosani. Insa ultima data cand am fost, (pe 1 august cand am mers la ziua Sandei) mi-a facut o surpriza, s-a urcat sus in topoganul mare si n-a mai vrut sa coboare....eu ma agitam jos si ea de sus tipa sa vina mami s-o ia....intr-un final am rugat un copilut de sus sa-i faca vant pe topogan, apoi ne-am dat in cele mai mici pana cand a prins din nou curaj sa se dea in topoganul mare. In schimb tup-tup si trenul sunt la mare cautare....ar sta acolo de dimineata pana seara...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg8M72-SXI/AAAAAAAAGvk/jK2HfJg07eM/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg8M72-SXI/AAAAAAAAGvk/jK2HfJg07eM/s400/page.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si cum la Uta mare rimeaza si apa mare (apa, alta mare iubire a Emei) sambata trecuta, pe seara, ca mami a lucrat de dimineata, ne-am suit in masina si ne-am pornit la Piatra cu gandul sa mergem duminica la strand. Zis si facut, la strand a fost super insa gradul de oboseala acumulata de toti trei a fost mult prea mare asa ca nu cred sa repetam escapada in viitorul apropiat. Pozici nu prea avem ca tati n-a vrut sa intre la bazine si a facut pozele de dupa gard, dar macar asa de o idee:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg8PJi7TfI/AAAAAAAAGvs/vsv_5vERWi0/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg8PJi7TfI/AAAAAAAAGvs/vsv_5vERWi0/s400/page1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5354054026024425736?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5354054026024425736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5354054026024425736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-oras-la-uta-mare.html' title='La oras la Uta mare'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg8M72-SXI/AAAAAAAAGvk/jK2HfJg07eM/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-692213033996658963</id><published>2010-08-13T22:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:18:11.127+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mniam Mniam ce buna e inghetata</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu dati cu pietre...da...copilul meu mananca inghetata.....si tare-i mai place :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg9YKEvlnI/AAAAAAAAGv0/SbNzdzl5_fQ/s1600/page2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg9YKEvlnI/AAAAAAAAGv0/SbNzdzl5_fQ/s400/page2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-692213033996658963?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/692213033996658963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/692213033996658963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/mniam-mniam-ce-buna-e-inghetata.html' title='Mniam Mniam ce buna e inghetata'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg9YKEvlnI/AAAAAAAAGv0/SbNzdzl5_fQ/s72-c/page2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5890832595007326385</id><published>2010-08-10T12:28:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:01:26.353+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In casa noua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ne-am mutat in casa noua.... de fapt ne-am mutat mai demult...avem deja o luna de cand stam la tara si Emita mea a inflorit...e vesela, s-a inaltat,&amp;nbsp; se joaca pe afara, alearga toata curtea, doarme in patul ei, dimineata sta cu bica si cu bicu si apoi pe la 5-6 vin si mami cu tati de la serviciu. Daca inainte aveam ceva indoieli in ceea ce priveste mutarea acum sunt convinsa ca am luat decizia potrivita, cel putin in ceea ce priveste printesa care se simte in elementul ei la tara Cu naveta e destul de obositor mai ales dupaamiaza, mai ales ca de cum ajungem Ema vrea doar &amp;nbsp; la mami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Camera am aranjat-o frumusel (zic eu) are patul ei care-i place foarte mult, are masa cu bancute, are jucarele multe si are spatiu mai mult de joaca, ceea ce e foarte important. Stie de cami Ema si cami Bibu (camera lu' Ema si camera lu' Bibu), fuge dintr-o camera in alta, face pisu la olita si la veceu...e fetita mare...ce mai.... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam asa arata noua noastra camera:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg4D9mYpNI/AAAAAAAAGvU/3F7XFS4gk-Q/s1600/camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg4D9mYpNI/AAAAAAAAGvU/3F7XFS4gk-Q/s400/camera.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iar in gradina i-am amenajat ladita cu nisip, masa umbrela, piscina, leagan...tot ce-i trebuie unei maimutici sa se joace si sa se distreze:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg4gmaCsoI/AAAAAAAAGvc/1jRdQFrCwMk/s1600/in+gradina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg4gmaCsoI/AAAAAAAAGvc/1jRdQFrCwMk/s400/in+gradina.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are si copilasi in cartier...doua fetite si-un baietel care mai vin in vizita, la joaca, dar imi place ca , in general, stie sa-si faca si singura jucarii.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si inca ceva foarrrtttttteeeeee important...fetita mea mica nu mai poarta pampers si vorbesre de toate cele.....si asta recunosc ca e meritul lu' Biba si al lui Bibu care se cunoaste ca se ocupa de fetita si ca asta au facut toata viata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5890832595007326385?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5890832595007326385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5890832595007326385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-casa-noua.html' title='In casa noua'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TGg4D9mYpNI/AAAAAAAAGvU/3F7XFS4gk-Q/s72-c/camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-9071043904874881683</id><published>2010-07-10T18:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:37:19.951+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O iubesc pe Biba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiLzvDlrJI/AAAAAAAAGuw/xZJLd5eFWJc/s1600/DSC01208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiLzvDlrJI/AAAAAAAAGuw/xZJLd5eFWJc/s400/DSC01208.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Saptamana asta a stat bica noi si a stat ea cu fetita. Ma bucur ca s-au inteles foarte bine si ma bucur mai ales de faptul ca toata saptamana Ema nu a folosit pampers. Au mai fost accidente dar in general spune cand face si ai timp sa o pui la olita. Si se cunoaste ca a crescut fiindca vorbeste mult mai bine, mult mai multe cuvinte, a si papat destul de bine...insa nu-i place cand facem bagaje, si in ultima saptamana cam asta am facut fiindca ne mutat la tara la BIba si la Bibu ceilalti. Ce-a plans saraca cand i-a luat tati carutul si jucarelele, pana i-am explicat ca nu le dam nimanui, tot ale noastre sunt si mergem si noi cu ele la Biba. SI cand i-am zis asa si-a luat papucii si mi-a zis Ema puci biba pa (Ema isi ia papucii si pleaca la Bica)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-9071043904874881683?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/9071043904874881683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/9071043904874881683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-iubesc-pe-biba.html' title='O iubesc pe Biba'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiLzvDlrJI/AAAAAAAAGuw/xZJLd5eFWJc/s72-c/DSC01208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-483093355632745951</id><published>2010-07-07T18:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:10:26.625+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In parc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiNOcqiBPI/AAAAAAAAGu4/hKpWzcqr2dA/s1600/page6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiNOcqiBPI/AAAAAAAAGu4/hKpWzcqr2dA/s400/page6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ca sa nu treaca ziua ei chiar asa....ca de ieri a fost ziua ei de fapt, nu duminica...au venit mami si tati de la serviciu, au imbracat fetita cea mare si au plecat cu totii in parc. Acolo in parc era la un moment dat o masinarie din aia de facut baloane de sapun si toti copiii stateau ciorchine acolo si figareau baloanele, iar Ema mea nu s-a uitat ca nici nu se vede dintre ceilalti copii si alerga cot la cot cu ei. Ne-am plimbat, am fost la "uta mare", ne-am intalnit si cu Iri, ne-am jucat putin si apoi ne-am intors acasica. A fost o zi foarte frumoasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-483093355632745951?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/483093355632745951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/483093355632745951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-parc.html' title='In parc'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiNOcqiBPI/AAAAAAAAGu4/hKpWzcqr2dA/s72-c/page6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1831341805848857235</id><published>2010-07-06T13:56:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:32:30.687+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Party!!! - am doi anisori</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiEg8FMxOI/AAAAAAAAGuA/y4Iti7GiO74/s1600/DSC01289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiEg8FMxOI/AAAAAAAAGuA/y4Iti7GiO74/s400/DSC01289.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Deja ma pot lauda ca am fetita mare. Astazi fetita mea a implinit 2 anisori...desi noi petrecerea am facut-o ieri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu stiu parerea celorlalti participanti, dar din punctul meu de vedere nu cred ca putea sa iasa o petrecere mai reusita pentru printesa mea. Deliciul copiilorl-au facut cele 100 de baloane pe care le-au unflat mami, tati bica si ada, dar si ochelarii si coifurile de petrecareti. Insa baloanele au fost o minune. mi-a fost tata de drag sa-i vad pe cei mititei cum le aruncau in sus si chiuiau si dansau printre baloane. Ema s-a simtit in elementul ei, a avut copii cam de-o seama cu ea vreo patru si inca trei mai marisori, i-a facut mami tort rosu (ajutata bineinteles de Ema care a pus fructe pe tort a degustat biscuitii din care am facut blatul si frrisca, pentru ca nu cumva sa pateasca ceva invitatii.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cand s-au saturat de baloane si dans le-a facut tati balonase de sapun.....si iar am dansat, am cantat la multi ani sarbatoritei si am papat tortulet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A fost prezenta si Bica de la Piatra Neamt, si Iri si nana de la Botosani si bineinteles copiii. Mi-a parut rau ca nu au venit toti copilasii pe care i-am invitat, dar au fost suficienti si asa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si acum.....galeria foto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J0HOixMJfAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J0HOixMJfAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiH_DbteFI/AAAAAAAAGuI/iY8WkLaPTRU/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiH_DbteFI/AAAAAAAAGuI/iY8WkLaPTRU/s400/page1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIAqPV10I/AAAAAAAAGuQ/Fkd0rBovGAw/s1600/page2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIAqPV10I/AAAAAAAAGuQ/Fkd0rBovGAw/s400/page2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIClL-zJI/AAAAAAAAGuY/VYBkglL9WaU/s400/page3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIEZfJZVI/AAAAAAAAGug/scWj0Jk-two/s1600/page4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIEZfJZVI/AAAAAAAAGug/scWj0Jk-two/s400/page4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIGO6CaHI/AAAAAAAAGuo/Rk5mnFOXtVw/s1600/page5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiIGO6CaHI/AAAAAAAAGuo/Rk5mnFOXtVw/s400/page5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1831341805848857235?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1831341805848857235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1831341805848857235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/party-am-doi-anisori.html' title='Party!!! - am doi anisori'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TDiEg8FMxOI/AAAAAAAAGuA/y4Iti7GiO74/s72-c/DSC01289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6433976772730603195</id><published>2010-07-02T20:21:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:31:09.076+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt fetita mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4ff9Y2S0I/AAAAAAAAGtg/ojPBHANp9As/s1600/DSC01021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4ff9Y2S0I/AAAAAAAAGtg/ojPBHANp9As/s400/DSC01021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ema sunt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si sunt fetita mare, azi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am si rochita,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si invit pe fiecare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sa veniti cu mic cu mare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La a mea aniversare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pam-pam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luni implinesc doi anisori si mami duminica imi pregateste un tortulet si suculet pentru copii. Asa ca sunteti invitati sa participati la party (mai de criza asa) duminica dupaamiaza dupa ora 4 ca sa fie si Emi odihnita si pregatita sa-si intampine musafirii. Anul asta am renuntat la friptura asa ca adultii vor servi niste crantanele si un paharel de bere...dar sa nu lasam sa treaca chiar neobservata ziua maimuticii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dupa cum vedeti deja m-am apucat de sunat invitati...dar s-a terminat bateria la telefon si n-am apucat sa sun pe toata lumea, asa ca sa nu fiti suparati daca nu v-am sunat personal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6433976772730603195?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6433976772730603195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6433976772730603195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunte-fetita-mare.html' title='Sunt fetita mare'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4ff9Y2S0I/AAAAAAAAGtg/ojPBHANp9As/s72-c/DSC01021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6906262576938917263</id><published>2010-07-02T20:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:09:33.889+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ziua gemene lor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4dOZ2bekI/AAAAAAAAGtY/8Ol15rxdTlo/s1600/DSC01175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4dOZ2bekI/AAAAAAAAGtY/8Ol15rxdTlo/s400/DSC01175.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Avem in vecini doua fetite gemene cu care se mai joaca Ema si pe 22 iunie au implinit doi anisori...asa ca mami si Ema le-au facut o vizita si au papat si tortulet. Acusica crestem si noi mari si o sa avem 2 anisori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6906262576938917263?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6906262576938917263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6906262576938917263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/de-ziua-gemene-lor.html' title='De ziua gemene lor'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4dOZ2bekI/AAAAAAAAGtY/8Ol15rxdTlo/s72-c/DSC01175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2242609307953527648</id><published>2010-06-24T19:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:31:27.504+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ziua ta mamico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4YUPl6piI/AAAAAAAAGtA/ts4xIYfrykc/s1600/DSC01087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4YUPl6piI/AAAAAAAAGtA/ts4xIYfrykc/s400/DSC01087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sambata a fost ziua lu' mami asa ca am fost pana la tara sa sarbatorim cu o feliuta de tort si un gratarel. Totodata am sarbatorit si pe tati a carui zi e marti si pe bibu care are ziua cu o zi inaintea lu' mami. Totusi sa nu credeti ca tati n-a fost sarbatorit cum se cuvine...marti mami si Ema au facut ""tota tati" (tort lui tati) si a iesit foarte bun...cu asa gospodine desavarsite nici n-avea cum sa iasa altfel, nu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2242609307953527648?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2242609307953527648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2242609307953527648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/de-ziua-ta-mamico.html' title='De ziua ta mamico'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4YUPl6piI/AAAAAAAAGtA/ts4xIYfrykc/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8834365938516610891</id><published>2010-06-20T19:52:00.016+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:23:44.064+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu putem sta acasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noi cred ca avem un ardeius iute in fundulet fiecare, fiindca nu putem sta acasa. Duminica cand ne-am trezit am asteptat intai sa vedem cum se prezita vremea...si cand am vazut ca se mentine frumoasa, am facut rapid un bagajel si dusi am fost. Am mers la salina la Cacica, unde ne propusesem de mult sa ajungem si vom mai merge fiindca mi s-a parut foarte sanatos. Salina nu e mare in schimb mi-a placut ca e intretinuta bine. Jos este un lac cu apa sarata, iar la ultimul nivel un teren de sport unde bat copiii mingea si ridica in aer particule multe multe de sare. Am adus si lui bibu suvenir o bucata de sare colectionata de Ema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4chl3ldII/AAAAAAAAGtI/8AcAixPDLVg/s1600/salina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4chl3ldII/AAAAAAAAGtI/8AcAixPDLVg/s400/salina.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cand am iesit din salina n-aveam chef sa venim acasa asa ca tati a avut ideea sa mergem la Radauti la gradina zoologica. Tare mult i-au mai placut gazei animalele: leul care facea nani, strutul care papa iarba verde, tigrul care papa apa, maimuticile, ursul, lupul, vulpea, ratuustele si lebedele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iar de acolo am luat-o inainte si am mers la Putna la manastire. Acolo nu am stat foarte mult fiindca a inceput sa ploua insa m-a marcat linistea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Emi a fost o cuminte insa pe drumul de intors sarmana voia sa faca nanita si ma tot certa ca n-o las. Una peste alta a fost o zi superba si un cadou minunat pentru mami de la tati, si pentru asta ii multumim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4cjmkA0yI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/Z9QH_NWXIrQ/s1600/zoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4cjmkA0yI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/Z9QH_NWXIrQ/s400/zoo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8834365938516610891?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8834365938516610891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8834365938516610891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/nu-putem-sta-acasa.html' title='Nu putem sta acasa'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4chl3ldII/AAAAAAAAGtI/8AcAixPDLVg/s72-c/salina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4848083072685449916</id><published>2010-06-15T19:32:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:23:08.080+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Plimbari, plimbari, plimbari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4WwETN9uI/AAAAAAAAGsw/faI3QiQUtKE/s1600/ipotesti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4WwETN9uI/AAAAAAAAGsw/faI3QiQUtKE/s400/ipotesti.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Au fost zilele astea niste serate cu muzica folk la Ipotesti la Memorialul Mihai Eminescu, si daca tot am primit invitatii duminica seara am fost si noi. L-am luat pe Iri cu noi si printesa si ne-am pornit pana acolo. NU ne-a parut rau...era o atmosfera atat de linistita si muzica frumoasa, ne-am plimbat, am baut cate o bere, Emi a papat o placintica si s-a jucat in fan, a alergat toata curtea aia si s-a simtit foarte bine la aer curat. As vrea mai des zile din astea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4848083072685449916?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4848083072685449916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4848083072685449916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/plimbari-plimbari-plimbari.html' title='Plimbari, plimbari, plimbari'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4WwETN9uI/AAAAAAAAGsw/faI3QiQUtKE/s72-c/ipotesti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2906775669461719905</id><published>2010-06-11T20:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:28:09.638+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani, Anda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hQqpZdbI/AAAAAAAAGto/xP-Q33xtHNQ/s1600/Imagine0334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hQqpZdbI/AAAAAAAAGto/xP-Q33xtHNQ/s400/Imagine0334.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Duminica am fost invitati la ziua Andei, asa ca ne-am intors rapid de la tara, ne-am gatit, asa un piculet, si ne-am dus sa-i spunem "La multi ani!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hScvFNqI/AAAAAAAAGtw/QkkK8WCSxjQ/s1600/Imagine0331..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hScvFNqI/AAAAAAAAGtw/QkkK8WCSxjQ/s320/Imagine0331..jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hT15mYyI/AAAAAAAAGt4/9NY4pgjuWBM/s1600/Imagine0332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hT15mYyI/AAAAAAAAGt4/9NY4pgjuWBM/s400/Imagine0332.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2906775669461719905?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2906775669461719905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2906775669461719905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-multi-ani-anda.html' title='La multi ani, Anda'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4hQqpZdbI/AAAAAAAAGto/xP-Q33xtHNQ/s72-c/Imagine0334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1820561591638110918</id><published>2010-06-11T19:18:00.014+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:32:15.868+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ema biciclista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4RzM_GLbI/AAAAAAAAGsg/ubLgQJGv1B0/s1600/DSC01003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4RzM_GLbI/AAAAAAAAGsg/ubLgQJGv1B0/s320/DSC01003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4R8nCweiI/AAAAAAAAGso/DOWYS4L2RSQ/s1600/DSC01001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4R8nCweiI/AAAAAAAAGso/DOWYS4L2RSQ/s320/DSC01001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bicicleta e moartea ei, si prin casa ma pune sa i-o aduc din balcon si s-o las sa se joaca cu "cheta" si la copii afara cand vede biciclete imediat se duce sa le butoneze :)). Si ma mira faptul ca se chinuie sa pedaleze ea...e asa haioasa, s-o pupe mami pe ea de baietoaica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1820561591638110918?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1820561591638110918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1820561591638110918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/ema-biciclista.html' title='Ema biciclista'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TC4RzM_GLbI/AAAAAAAAGsg/ubLgQJGv1B0/s72-c/DSC01003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2958142437309676468</id><published>2010-06-09T23:32:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:33:17.814+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La cules de capsune</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Duminica la tara Emi a avut o gramada de treaba, a fugarit puiii si le-a bagat mancarea in tava cu apa, a papat cirese din copac, s-a plimbat de-a dreptul prin straturile lu' Biba, si a cules cu mami capsunele pentru tati.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asa arata micul capsunar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6Cf1exCI/AAAAAAAAGro/7e2J7p0o2eA/s1600/Imagine0324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6Cf1exCI/AAAAAAAAGro/7e2J7p0o2eA/s400/Imagine0324.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6GHRt3xI/AAAAAAAAGrw/vZRXJso6_Rk/s1600/Imagine0326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6GHRt3xI/AAAAAAAAGrw/vZRXJso6_Rk/s400/Imagine0326.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si aici cu prada :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6JHtU-TI/AAAAAAAAGr4/63W5HkdLF7c/s1600/Imagine0328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6JHtU-TI/AAAAAAAAGr4/63W5HkdLF7c/s400/Imagine0328.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6Zn51t6I/AAAAAAAAGsI/TNcBhPqSIaE/s1600/Imagine0329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6Zn51t6I/AAAAAAAAGsI/TNcBhPqSIaE/s400/Imagine0329.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2958142437309676468?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2958142437309676468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2958142437309676468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-cules-de-capsune.html' title='La cules de capsune'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_6Cf1exCI/AAAAAAAAGro/7e2J7p0o2eA/s72-c/Imagine0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-3930299520336983442</id><published>2010-06-09T23:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:27:16.079+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e tare dor de puiul meu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_5ElV5OlI/AAAAAAAAGrg/x5jzGTqVt44/s1600/DSC00978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_5ElV5OlI/AAAAAAAAGrg/x5jzGTqVt44/s400/DSC00978.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Din cauza ca nu reuseam sa invat nimic pentru examenul la scoala de soferi, m-am vazut nevoita sa duc fata o saptamana la tara la bunici. Emi se simte bine acolo, vorbim la telefon si pe internet de nu stiu cate ori pe zi, si totusi nu reusesc sa ma adaptez la lipsa ei din casa. Pe de o parte sunt buni cei doi ani de stat acasa in concediu crestere copil, pe de altas parte, insa, se creaza o dependenta prea mare intre mama si copil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desi stiu ca-i e bine acolo si e bine ingrijita, de cate ori vorbesc cu ea imi vine sa plang si sa ma sui in masina sa ma duc s-o aduc acasa. Oricum nu mai e mult pana sambata, si cum termin programul la seviciu ma sui in autobuz si fug la fetita mea si stam amandoua pana duminica seara, cand va veni tati sa ne ia acasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-3930299520336983442?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3930299520336983442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/3930299520336983442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/mi-e-tare-dor-de-puiul-meu.html' title='Mi-e tare dor de puiul meu'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA_5ElV5OlI/AAAAAAAAGrg/x5jzGTqVt44/s72-c/DSC00978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5544136730236417597</id><published>2010-06-06T11:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:13:20.144+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pap pepene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtYhs1aIoI/AAAAAAAAGq4/ooW8onYLHwM/s1600/DSC00997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtYhs1aIoI/AAAAAAAAGq4/ooW8onYLHwM/s400/DSC00997.JPG" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pe drumul de intoarcere din plimbareala am trecut pe langa un nene care vindea pepenei, asa ca am luat si noi unul, desi ni s-a parut cam devreme pentru pepeni am zis sa incercam. N-a fost extraordinar de dulce si de copt insa Emei i-a placut la nebunie, asa ca nu ne-a parut rau ca l-am cumparat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5544136730236417597?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5544136730236417597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5544136730236417597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/pap-pepene.html' title='Pap pepene'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtYhs1aIoI/AAAAAAAAGq4/ooW8onYLHwM/s72-c/DSC00997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6924965577185237089</id><published>2010-06-06T11:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:06:26.031+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La plimbare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtW4keITCI/AAAAAAAAGqw/Y7b3K2OHZlc/s1600/Imagine0323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtW4keITCI/AAAAAAAAGqw/Y7b3K2OHZlc/s400/Imagine0323.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daca-i sambata...atunci plimbare sa fie... Parca asa a zis mami ieri1 si cum s-a trezit printesa din somnic, l-am luat pe tati de odihnit dupa ce a venit de la serviciu, am scos carutul si ne-am prnit in plimbare, pe jos. Am ajuns pana pe Bulevard, am coborat pe langa stadion ca era meci si am gasit un parcutet dragut intre blocuri unde s-a jucat putin gazata. Ema a fost o obraznicuta, a vrut sa impinga ea carutul si a stat tot timpul atarnata de el, cat a mers pe jos.. Apoi ne-am intors roata tot pe jos, desi se facuse putin rece...insa a fost o plimbare foarte placuta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtW02voXeI/AAAAAAAAGqo/ZPC5zM7GO14/s1600/la+plimbare.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtW02voXeI/AAAAAAAAGqo/ZPC5zM7GO14/s400/la+plimbare.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Astazi dupa ce face Emi nani mergem la bicu si la bica la tara unde va petyrece Ema saptamana asta, pentru ca mami sa poata invata pentru examenul la scoala de soferi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6924965577185237089?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6924965577185237089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6924965577185237089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-plimbare.html' title='La plimbare'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtW4keITCI/AAAAAAAAGqw/Y7b3K2OHZlc/s72-c/Imagine0323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7776617096840296302</id><published>2010-06-06T09:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T09:41:23.748+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu-i asa ca-mi vin de minune?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCbGKP_WI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/K_HSw_ein1M/s1600/DSC00961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCbGKP_WI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/K_HSw_ein1M/s400/DSC00961.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ce daca sunt fetita....eu il iubesc pe tati si vreau sa cresc mare ca el, asa ca din cand in cand ii mai probez hainele sa vad cat mai am de crescut... Nu mai am mult....nu-i asa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCfCs6SWI/AAAAAAAAGqY/Q2e5B-zsFo0/s1600/DSC00962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCfCs6SWI/AAAAAAAAGqY/Q2e5B-zsFo0/s400/DSC00962.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asa ne iubim si ne jucam noi doi...nu-i asa ca seman cu tati meu?&lt;span id="goog_1736659743"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1736659744"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCjKjCVjI/AAAAAAAAGqg/5FtLUtf7IIw/s1600/DSC00966.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCjKjCVjI/AAAAAAAAGqg/5FtLUtf7IIw/s400/DSC00966.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7776617096840296302?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7776617096840296302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7776617096840296302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/nu-i-asa-ca-mi-vin-de-minune.html' title='Nu-i asa ca-mi vin de minune?'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAtCbGKP_WI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/K_HSw_ein1M/s72-c/DSC00961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4300265514257252812</id><published>2010-06-03T21:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T21:38:18.668+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O zi din viata unui fluturas de iulie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAf2cYwcXuI/AAAAAAAAGqI/WhIUlSNIrTU/s1600/DSC00928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAf2cYwcXuI/AAAAAAAAGqI/WhIUlSNIrTU/s400/DSC00928.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desi timpul asta trece ca gandul, faptul ca cea mai mare parte a zilei o petrecem departe unii de altii ne-a invatat sa profitam la maxim de orele pe care le petrecem impreuna. Prin urmare, ziua pentru noi nu incepe dimineata la ora 7 cand ne trezim, ne imbracam pe graba punem fata pe olita, timp in care ii pregatesc bagajul, ii prepar lapticul cu cacao, pe care il cere de cand deschide ochii, apoi o imbrac, o duc la Angela si plecam la serviciu...ci la ora 5 dupa amiaza cand ne intoarcem acasa, ne luam fetita si apoi hotaram ce vom face in continuare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Prin urmare, de cele mai multe ori sfarsim prin a ne schimba rapid si fugim la plimbarica. Fie mergem in parcul mare la uta, fie pe la Irinel, fie putin pe la cumparaturi. Apoi cand ne intoarcem acasa tati ne pune "Chi-Chi" = Tom si Jerry si ne uitam impreuna si radem cat papam cerealele. Alteori citim (deschide cartea si-si citeste singura, si mai nou spune animalelor pe nume nu doar le imita) sau ne jucam cu literele (pronunta dupa noi tot alfabetul si recunoaste litere si spune la fiecare litera cuvinte care incep cu litera respectiva), sau ne jucam cu jetoanele cu cifre si animalute, fructe si legume, etc, sau construim, desenam, pictam si cate altele...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De cele mai multe ori raman surprinsa cate lucruri poti face intr-un timp atat de scurt si asta nu poate decat sa ma bucure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4300265514257252812?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4300265514257252812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4300265514257252812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-zi-din-viata-unui-fluturas-de-iulie.html' title='O zi din viata unui fluturas de iulie'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAf2cYwcXuI/AAAAAAAAGqI/WhIUlSNIrTU/s72-c/DSC00928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5023857593165995550</id><published>2010-06-03T20:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T21:39:04.097+03:00</updated><title type='text'>1 iunie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAfpXjXKNXI/AAAAAAAAGqA/0Xetd19eNAA/s1600/DSC00950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAfpXjXKNXI/AAAAAAAAGqA/0Xetd19eNAA/s400/DSC00950.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De 1 iunie a fost o vreme tare ciudata....insa ne-am bucurat ca totusi nu a plouat si am reusit sa scoatem putin gaza in parc la copii. Parcul era foarte frumos amenajat, intre copaci erau legate sfori de care erau agatate picturi ale copiilor de la toate scolile din judet, si ne-am plimbat cu tati si Iri pe aleile parcului si le-am admirat. Am fost putin si la "uta mare" dar n-am stat mult fiindca era foarte aglomerat si copii mari care alergau si-i impingeau pe astia mai mititet, asa ca am luat-o de acolo...cu proteste evident dar a inteles pana la urma. Apoi ne-am intalnit cu niste cunostinte care au o fetita de vreo 5 anisori si s-au mai jucat impreuna...Ema a invatat sa deseneze vu creta pe asfalt, iar apoi ne-au invitat pe la ei si am papat crese si capsunele de gradina. A se nota ca toate astea s-au intamplat dupa ora 6 dupaamiaza cand a venit tati de la serviciu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5023857593165995550?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5023857593165995550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5023857593165995550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-iunie.html' title='1 iunie'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAfpXjXKNXI/AAAAAAAAGqA/0Xetd19eNAA/s72-c/DSC00950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5079741030110724447</id><published>2010-05-29T23:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:41:34.697+03:00</updated><title type='text'>2 maimutele frumusele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1Yr5iQr6I/AAAAAAAAGrI/r9fx61Wq-vk/s1600/DSCF0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1Yr5iQr6I/AAAAAAAAGrI/r9fx61Wq-vk/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1YpO8anqI/AAAAAAAAGrA/emX15AwjjTQ/s1600/DSCF0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1YpO8anqI/AAAAAAAAGrA/emX15AwjjTQ/s400/DSCF0012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asa arata doua maimutici in parc, stand la poza, si cam asa arata hainitele lor dupa "uta mare"...frumoase nu?...noroc ca spala masina si cu putin roz uitam de pete :)) Protaginistele sunt Ema si Miruna (fina lui Iri si a lu' Sanda) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1YuQ7KBJI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/NEpnAi6X9Qs/s1600/DSCF0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1YuQ7KBJI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/NEpnAi6X9Qs/s400/DSCF0017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5079741030110724447?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5079741030110724447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5079741030110724447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-maimutele-frumusele.html' title='2 maimutele frumusele'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TA1Yr5iQr6I/AAAAAAAAGrI/r9fx61Wq-vk/s72-c/DSCF0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4399702558839363630</id><published>2010-05-29T16:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:35:20.814+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dam papa la "coco"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A mai trecut o saptamana, una "lunga si grea" ca s-o citez pe dadaca Emei...lunga nu pot sa zic ca a fost, insa grea...cam da. Am ramas singura la munca si la inceput a mers putin mai greu pana m-am invatat sa le fac eu pe toatre....si mai ales in timp util, dar ma descurc. Problema e ca am mai intarziat cate o ora la munca, prin urmare n-am luat fata la timp si i-am stricat si Angelei planurile. Eu sper sa fie treaba buna si nu ma lase balta sau sa ceara bani mai multi...ca nici bani n-am de unde sa mai sot si nici alta bona asa din scurt...prin urmare va trebui sa fac ceea ce mi-am promis ca nu voi face si anume s-o duc la tara la bunica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In rest ne-am adaptat bine cu situatia...zic eu, seara iesim impreuna la joaca, la uta-uta, dam papa la gainutele unor vecini care au casa chiar la noi in spatele blocului. Cam asa rupe ea iarba si da prin gard la "co-co", si asa de mandra si incantata este cand vin gainutele si papa de jos ierbusoara pe care le-o da. La inceput ma temeam sa n-o ciupeasca gainutele dar are grija si scoate manutele cand vede ca vin aproape de ea hultancele :)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAETdKSpxtI/AAAAAAAAGpw/QVJOIXR9hak/s1600/papa+la+coco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAETdKSpxtI/AAAAAAAAGpw/QVJOIXR9hak/s400/papa+la+coco.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aseara am fost cu ea in parcul mare dupa serviciu, si ne-am jucat la topogane si leagane si toate jucariile. E un topogan din ala mare cu trasee si fetita mea cea mare se descurca singurica...fiindca mami e mare si grasa si nu incape prin labirinturi. Ea se distreaza de nu mai poate si eu stau cu stres sa nu cada sa se loveasca :)), faina imparteala nu?... Oricum a avut noroc ca a fost cu mine, ca tati s-ar fi temut s-o lase simgurica acolo sus. Cam ceva de genul asta e topoganul...poza e mai veche insa e buna pentru exemplificare. Ieri a avut pe ea un treningut roz care a ajuns acasa tot murdar de negru pe fund...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Totusi mi-a lasat un gust amar ziua de ieri deoarece am constata cu stupoare ca locul in care era inainte spatiul de joaca din parc e ingradit, sunt puse topogane si leagane noi, si alte chestii de joaca dar va fi cu taxare la 30 min-1 ora, iar spatiu de joaca neingradit au facut undeva sus la iesirea din parc, si e facut cam pentru copii mai mari... dar asta e...ne invatam noi si asa.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ar fi interesant totusi daca s-ar putea inchiria spatiul ala inchis pentru o anumita perioada (vreo 2 ore) sa se poata face o aniversare acolo...oricum pana pe 5 iulie mai este...asa ca avem timp sa ne hotaram si sa vedem ce si cum va fi...ca am inteles ca pe 1 iunie il dau in folosinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAEVseaOqjI/AAAAAAAAGp4/3-pVDggcSZg/s1600/DSC00006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAEVseaOqjI/AAAAAAAAGp4/3-pVDggcSZg/s400/DSC00006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am uitat sa ma laud ca am fetita mare si seara cand venim de la Angela dam jos pampersii si luam chilotei de copii...care au o soarta nefasta momentan...dar speram la mai bine. Ea incepe sa constientizeze ca va face...spune pis dar nu de fiecare data, insa nu o grabesc si nici n-o cert ca e inca micuta. Trebuie sa cumparam un set de aleze sa-i pun in patut ca sa-i scot noaptea pampersii ca ea si asa noaptea in general nu face nici pis nici caca&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4399702558839363630?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4399702558839363630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4399702558839363630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/dam-papa-la-coco.html' title='Dam papa la &quot;coco&quot;'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/TAETdKSpxtI/AAAAAAAAGpw/QVJOIXR9hak/s72-c/papa+la+coco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1873364879835948028</id><published>2010-05-25T19:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:47:36.623+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionarexplicativ'/><title type='text'>"Ti beci"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v_CgsulaI/AAAAAAAAGpc/4hnysyewJg0/s1600/DSC00615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v_CgsulaI/AAAAAAAAGpc/4hnysyewJg0/s400/DSC00615.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In cazul in care aveti nevoie de traducere.....titlul inseamna "te iubesc" in varianta Ema Nicoleta Scripcaru. Ieri 24 mai 2010 printesa mea mi-a spus asta pentru prima oara, si mie si lui tati. Si desi stim ca momentan doar repeta dupa noi ca un mic papagalut nu pot sa nu ma bucur si sa nu-mi creasca inima de cioara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1873364879835948028?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1873364879835948028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1873364879835948028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/ti-beci.html' title='&quot;Ti beci&quot;'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v_CgsulaI/AAAAAAAAGpc/4hnysyewJg0/s72-c/DSC00615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-9151417899142982291</id><published>2010-05-24T21:12:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:39:56.012+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La Piatra de Constantin si Elena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v9Ua9RlrI/AAAAAAAAGpE/5_6tgv0vscA/s1600/constantin+si+elena.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v9Ua9RlrI/AAAAAAAAGpE/5_6tgv0vscA/s400/constantin+si+elena.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cu toate ca vremea ploioasa a tinut cu tot dinadinsul sa ne tina in casa in acest week-end, n-a reusit...pe ploaia cea mare mami, tati si printesa s-u suit in masina si au pornit spre Piatra Neamt. Si ca si cum vremea ar fi stiut ca saraca Emilici e doritra de o zi frumoasa sa stea afara sa se bucure de soare si de spatiul de alergat, ziua de duminica ne-a surprins pe toti, si a fost superba.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; La pranz curtea lu' bicu Titi s-a umplut de invitati, iar Ema n-a vrut in ruptul capului sa faca nanita, asa ca a adormit abia pe la ora 6-7 in masina pe drumul de intors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Una peste alta a fost un sfarsit de saptamana frumos, si printesa s-a bucurat sa-i vada pe bica si pe bicu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-9151417899142982291?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/9151417899142982291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/9151417899142982291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-piatra-de-constantin-si-elena.html' title='La Piatra de Constantin si Elena'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v9Ua9RlrI/AAAAAAAAGpE/5_6tgv0vscA/s72-c/constantin+si+elena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-573828947391470799</id><published>2010-05-16T21:06:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:16:13.585+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pap pizza cu tati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_rCVsT12nI/AAAAAAAAGo8/MToxlsmHA2Y/s1600/DSC00648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_rCVsT12nI/AAAAAAAAGo8/MToxlsmHA2Y/s400/DSC00648.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daca tot a luat salariul tati a hotarat sa faca cinste cu o pizza mare.....din care a servit, evident si Ema, cu mare pofta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-573828947391470799?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/573828947391470799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/573828947391470799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/pap-pizza-cu-tati.html' title='Pap pizza cu tati'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_rCVsT12nI/AAAAAAAAGo8/MToxlsmHA2Y/s72-c/DSC00648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1371791733943950740</id><published>2010-05-15T21:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:42:54.110+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In drumetie la Gura Humorului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v9nApw8dI/AAAAAAAAGpM/KwwgnHmhIa8/s1600/arinis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v9nApw8dI/AAAAAAAAGpM/KwwgnHmhIa8/s400/arinis.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desi mami lucreaza sambata, n-am vrut sa lasam sa treaca un week-end atat de frumos, cum se anunta, asa ca am pregatit bagajelul de cu seara si sambata dupa ce a ajuns mami acasa am papat toti trei, am fost si l-am luat i pe Iri de acasa si ne-am pornit in plimbari. Fiind aproape de ora 1, ora la care Emi doarme, de obicei am sperat ca minunea sa doarma in masina...insa am avut putina munca de convingere cu ea pana sa adoarma...parca stie ca mergem undeva frumos si nu vreea sa piarda nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Destinatia a fost una in premiera pentru mami si tati...Arrinis, o statiune, din Gura Humorului. Am facut ceva timp pe drum insa acolo a fost frumusel, nu chiar cum m-as fi asteptat, insa parcul ala de promenada si podul suspendat au meritat drumul. Din pacate ne-a prins ploaia si n-am putut sa ne bucuram suficient de mult de peisaj. Totusi a fost si ploaia buna la ceva...daca tot eram prin zona ne-am hotarat s-o sunam pe Laura, verisoara lui tati care are o fetita pe care o cheama Corina si pe care Ema a indragit-o din prima clipa. Desi nu era in plan si nu aveam nici toate cele necesare, am ramas peste noapte, ne-am intalnit si cu unchiul si matusa lui tati, am stat de vorba, si ne-am pornit inapoi spre casa duminica mai pe seara.&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/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v95vZAB4I/AAAAAAAAGpU/5ZIsAykOfzQ/s1600/DSC00643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v95vZAB4I/AAAAAAAAGpU/5ZIsAykOfzQ/s400/DSC00643.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si cum nu ne plimbasem suficient, mai ales ca iesise soarele dupa o noapte si-o zi de ploaie continua, am facut un ocol si am trecut pe la salina la Cacica sa vedem programul si tariful de intrare. N-am putut intra fiindca deja era tarziu, si nici nu eram imbracati corespunzator, insa am planificat cu Laura si Corina sa mergem impreuna acolo intr-un week-end in viitorul apropiat, cand se va mai indrepta vremea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1371791733943950740?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1371791733943950740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1371791733943950740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-drumetie-la-gura-humorului.html' title='In drumetie la Gura Humorului'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S_v9nApw8dI/AAAAAAAAGpM/KwwgnHmhIa8/s72-c/arinis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-928803968263103780</id><published>2010-05-09T09:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:40:51.140+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ziua lu' Biba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYrgWnYZI/AAAAAAAAGoU/HfACQKxnANQ/s1600/de+ziua+lu+biba+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYrgWnYZI/AAAAAAAAGoU/HfACQKxnANQ/s400/de+ziua+lu+biba+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYs2y5BsI/AAAAAAAAGoc/70hxpmraigk/s1600/de+ziua+lu+biba+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYs2y5BsI/AAAAAAAAGoc/70hxpmraigk/s400/de+ziua+lu+biba+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYuGp7NzI/AAAAAAAAGok/bisSJebQ8jA/s1600/de+ziua+lu+biba+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYuGp7NzI/AAAAAAAAGok/bisSJebQ8jA/s400/de+ziua+lu+biba+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-928803968263103780?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/928803968263103780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/928803968263103780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/de-ziua-lu-biba.html' title='De ziua lu&apos; Biba'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZYrgWnYZI/AAAAAAAAGoU/HfACQKxnANQ/s72-c/de+ziua+lu+biba+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-293499739213173368</id><published>2010-05-04T00:58:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:41:32.949+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pap cirese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99GS1MZOWI/AAAAAAAAGnk/EwJbqKW0xgw/s1600/DSC00082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99GS1MZOWI/AAAAAAAAGnk/EwJbqKW0xgw/s400/DSC00082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99GIt-GiDI/AAAAAAAAGnc/sKtIo7ncIRE/s1600/DSC00080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99GIt-GiDI/AAAAAAAAGnc/sKtIo7ncIRE/s400/DSC00080.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam asa arata Ema dupa ce a papat cirese. Ii plac la nebunie si intr-o zi nu avea rabdare sa se dezghete si cum m-a vazut cu punguta de cirese a inceput sa planga si sa le ceara. Am avut un chin cu ea pana s-au dezghetat si s-au incalzit cat de cat, sa i le pot da.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si stie sa le si manance si da samburele lu' mami. La inceput i le curatam eu de samburei dar apoi nu-i mai placeau cele curatate, voia asa rotunde si frumoase. Asa frumos le baga in gurita, le roade si apoi imi da samburelul gol sa-l dau la gunoi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-293499739213173368?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/293499739213173368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/293499739213173368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/cam-asa-arata-ema-dupa-ce-papat-cirese.html' title='Pap cirese'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99GS1MZOWI/AAAAAAAAGnk/EwJbqKW0xgw/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6601492332241763973</id><published>2010-05-04T00:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:50:27.022+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pa! Pa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99FCoWigdI/AAAAAAAAGnM/QhJl2rJwYQM/s1600/DSC00121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99FCoWigdI/AAAAAAAAGnM/QhJl2rJwYQM/s400/DSC00121.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam asa ne asteapta fetita mea la usa sa plecam la plimbare...cu poseta lu' mami si sacosica pentru pachetel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6601492332241763973?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6601492332241763973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6601492332241763973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/pa-pa.html' title='Pa! Pa!'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99FCoWigdI/AAAAAAAAGnM/QhJl2rJwYQM/s72-c/DSC00121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8789099816908177229</id><published>2010-05-02T22:21:00.021+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:38:40.257+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Parasita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Insa ziua de duminica nu s-a terminat la fel de bine cum a inceput. Fiindca era necesara o dezinsectie a trebuit sa lasam fata la Bica la tara vreo doua zile. Ema s-a comportat foarte bine, in schimb mami a bocit tot drumul, ca si-a lasat fetita. Oricum zilele au trecut repede, insa mami tot a suferit de dorul fetitei. Miercuri seara mami si tati s-au dus sa-si ia fetita inapoi. Ne-a intampinat mititica cu lacrimi in ochi, si tot striga...ca...ca... (acasa...acasa). Nu m-a scapat deloc din ochi...si cand a vazut ca ne pregatim de plecare, s-a suit la mine in brate si n-a mai vrut sa se dea jos de frica sa nu plecam fara ea. Insa de cum s-a vazut in masina a inceput sa rada si sa bodroganeasca pe limba ei si sa faca pup dulce si pa lu' bicu si lu' bica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tare s-a bucurat Ema sa doarma din nou cu mami si cu tati dar si mami si tati s-o aiba din nou pe Ema cu ei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8789099816908177229?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8789099816908177229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8789099816908177229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/parasita.html' title='Parasita'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2307251773340769371</id><published>2010-05-02T09:02:00.015+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:16:10.397+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La iarba verde de 1 mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZS-FKpIsI/AAAAAAAAGoM/2gJS5SfUBTU/s1600/la+iarba+verde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZS-FKpIsI/AAAAAAAAGoM/2gJS5SfUBTU/s400/la+iarba+verde.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Desi mami a lucrat sambata, de 1 mai, totusi n-am vrut sa ramanem fara gratarel, mai ales ca era o zi mult prea frumoasa... asa ca am pus tara la cale de cu seara... am impartit respunsabilitatile ca totul sa fie gata cand vin eu de la serviciu sa fim gata de plecare. Zis si facut... cand mami a venit de la serviciu masina lu' nenea Gigi era incarcata, cumparaturile facute, si ma asteptau cu totii afara la masina. Am avut noroc de vreme frumoasa si Ema a alergat in voie prin iarba. A vazut si Chit-Chit....si i-au placut la nebunie...ni-i arata in toate directiiile (un fel de popandai...era campul plin si Ema fugea sa-i prinda) pacat ca n-am reusit sa fotografiem nici unul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A papat fetita gratarel cu mustar, s-a jucat cu mingea, a plimbat-o pe doli cu carutul, si catelul de ata, a vazut calu' si vaca, a facut nanita in masina (cu greu...ca-i placea asa de mult afara incat, desi pica din picioare de oboseala, nu voia sa adoarma si pace. A reusit Ada intr-un final...si a dormit vreo doua orite.). Oricum, ne-a facut tuturor bine iesirea asta, ca prea a fost o perioada nebuna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si daca duminica tot frumoasa a fost vremea, a pus tati gaz si ne-am pornit la plimbari, spre Vatra Dornei. N-am ajuns insa pana acolo ca am aflat ca Bunica "Chica" (Cica) e la Vama si ne-am hotarat sa-i facem o vizita. S-a bucurat foarte mult sa ne vada si nu-i venea sa creada ce fetita mare avem... Ema a vazut apa, a alergat in iarba, s-a dat uta... prin urmare au fost toate ingredientele unui sfarsit de saptamana perfect, din toate punctele de vedere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2307251773340769371?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2307251773340769371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2307251773340769371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-iarba-verde-de-1-mai.html' title='La iarba verde de 1 mai'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-ZS-FKpIsI/AAAAAAAAGoM/2gJS5SfUBTU/s72-c/la+iarba+verde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6441187902025881551</id><published>2010-04-30T00:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:53:48.822+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tzitzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am ras intr-o zi cu asa o pofta de mititica noastra...A luat de pe scaun sutienul meu, si-l punea in fata si spunea Tzitzi-tzitzi, era haioasa rau :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99Fzm_FhlI/AAAAAAAAGnU/TdDoMe6JHkY/s1600/DSC00125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99Fzm_FhlI/AAAAAAAAGnU/TdDoMe6JHkY/s400/DSC00125.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6441187902025881551?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6441187902025881551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6441187902025881551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/tzitzi.html' title='Tzitzi'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99Fzm_FhlI/AAAAAAAAGnU/TdDoMe6JHkY/s72-c/DSC00125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4581095118428628219</id><published>2010-04-28T00:33:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:15:01.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cu Biba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Declar cu mandrie ca am o fetita cuminte si care se adapteaza usor oricarei situatii. M-am mirat chiar cat de bine si de repede s-a obisnuit cu Bica...si de ce nu s-ar obisnui cand bica are grija de ea, si-i face toate mofturile si o plimba si se joaca impreuna, iar la nani sta si-i citeste povesti...parca mi-e dor si mie de timpul petrecut la bunici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dimineata statea cu bica, apoi la nani, papa si cand venea mami de la serviciu ieseam toate trei la joaca (cand mami nu avea ore de conducere).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intr-o zi am fost toate trei in parc, iar Bica o plimba asa de mandra pe Ema pe bicicleta intat n-am putut rezista sa nu le fotografiez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-2TCFa6otI/AAAAAAAAGo0/HhGRr79r_bs/s1600/Imagine0303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-2TCFa6otI/AAAAAAAAGo0/HhGRr79r_bs/s400/Imagine0303.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-2TBMZGG9I/AAAAAAAAGos/iRwtlFCgwXY/s1600/Imagine0312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-2TBMZGG9I/AAAAAAAAGos/iRwtlFCgwXY/s400/Imagine0312.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In alta zi, dupa ce s-au intors si Ada si Angela din statiune am fost impreuna la un parculet de joaca noi, pe care l-am descoperit in drum spre serviciu. Am pus fetita pe bicicleta si ne-am pornit la drum ca era destul de departe, insa a meritat la cat de frumos s-a jucat printesica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99CxGvqKZI/AAAAAAAAGms/d5iszvNix8M/s1600/page5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99CxGvqKZI/AAAAAAAAGms/d5iszvNix8M/s400/page5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99CyxLWdOI/AAAAAAAAGm0/8EPtryLOTDc/s1600/page6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99CyxLWdOI/AAAAAAAAGm0/8EPtryLOTDc/s400/page6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4581095118428628219?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4581095118428628219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4581095118428628219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/cu-biba.html' title='Cu Biba'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S-2TCFa6otI/AAAAAAAAGo0/HhGRr79r_bs/s72-c/Imagine0303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1328195174162552038</id><published>2010-04-24T00:26:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:48:00.701+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doua fete cucuiete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S98_uheMUGI/AAAAAAAAGmk/a6YezsCAEaE/s1600/page4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S98_uheMUGI/AAAAAAAAGmk/a6YezsCAEaE/s400/page4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fiindca cea mai mare parte din zi o petrec departe de casa, incerc pe cat posibil sa-i acord printesei cat mai multa atentie, si sa fim mereu impreuna, macar in timpul cand sunt acasa, asa ca...dupaamiaza cand vin de la serviciu, dupa ce Emi se trezeste din somnic si papa, iesim impreuna afara la joaca. Abia astept sa se faca cald afara sa putem sta cat mai mult la joaca... Printre activitatile preferate mentionam plimbarile cu bicicleta, parculetul de joaca cu topogane, leagane si balansoare, plimbatuc caruciorului cu papusa sau al catelului pe rotile, iar cand il mai prindem pe Robert afara il rugam sa ne lase si pe noi sa ne plimbam putin cu masinuta lui.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Intr-una din zile atata a plans cand am luat-o de jos, ca ea vrea la copii, incat ne-am oprit la usa la vecinele noastre gemene si le-am invitat pe la noi la joaca, iar Ema a fost cea mai buna gazda si le-a rasturnat pe rand toate jucariile sa se joace, numai sa mai stea copiii cu ea. Mititica tare-i sunt dragi copiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99EZCzc6AI/AAAAAAAAGm8/DnxX45jKnss/s1600/DSC00103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99EZCzc6AI/AAAAAAAAGm8/DnxX45jKnss/s400/DSC00103.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99EdTppcFI/AAAAAAAAGnE/Iw9bxTAPYMg/s1600/DSC00108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S99EdTppcFI/AAAAAAAAGnE/Iw9bxTAPYMg/s400/DSC00108.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1328195174162552038?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1328195174162552038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1328195174162552038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/doua-fete-cucuiete.html' title='Doua fete cucuiete'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S98_uheMUGI/AAAAAAAAGmk/a6YezsCAEaE/s72-c/page4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-2445650214373578625</id><published>2010-04-19T00:10:00.020+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:26:33.702+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La plimbare prin parc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si daca tot a fost duminica, si inca o duminica frumoasa si insorita, mami si printesa au iesit cu Ada si Angela la plimbare prin parc. A mers iubita mica cu tramvaiul si-i place la nebunie...asa frumos il striga in statie "hai vavai!!!" si ii face si semn cu manuta sa vina. Tare mandra a mai stat ea singurica pe scaun si spunea la toata lumea ca Ema merge cu tramvaiul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S988xmQESdI/AAAAAAAAGmE/iqB2Y1sj6pY/s1600/DSC09937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S988xmQESdI/AAAAAAAAGmE/iqB2Y1sj6pY/s400/DSC09937.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Urmatoarea oprire au fost magazinele de jucarii de unde a plecat cu un arici din ala elastic cu licurici (care de altfel n-a rezistat foarte mult, cazand prada catelului Emilici). Apoi am trecut in vizita pe la tati pe la farmacie si ne-am dus in parculet sa alergam. Atat de mult i-a placut sa alerge prin iarba ca nu mai reuseam s-o scot pe asfalt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S98854CUF1I/AAAAAAAAGmc/pWqSx0M4Ok4/s1600/page1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S98854CUF1I/AAAAAAAAGmc/pWqSx0M4Ok4/s400/page1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Toate bune si frumoase pana cand a vazut topoganele si a vrut neaparat la ele...noroc ca o aveam pe Ada cu noi si a avut cine s-o acompanieze in topogan ca altfel se suia balena de mami si strica topoganul copiilor. :P. A ras s-a dat in topogan, si in uta-uta, a alergat, si s-a simtit extraordinar de bine, la aer curat si mai ales la copii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S9880Z2tmQI/AAAAAAAAGmM/keUX-cD-gGs/s1600/page2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S9880Z2tmQI/AAAAAAAAGmM/keUX-cD-gGs/s400/page2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S9883JXlOLI/AAAAAAAAGmU/D32EbqKx-5o/s1600/page3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S9883JXlOLI/AAAAAAAAGmU/D32EbqKx-5o/s400/page3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iar la iesirea din parc a dat cu ochii de masinute si n-a fost chip sa plecam pana n-am dat-o o tura in carusel, Eu o piusesem initial int-un catelus ca avea forma mai de scoicuta, asa, si mi s-a parut mai sigur insa ea n-a vrut sub nici o forma sa stea acolo si a inceput sa strige la mine s-o pun in pui. Ce-i drept puiul avea si volan si gazuta a avut o gramada de-a treaba sa invarta de el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iar cand am ajuns acasa a papat repejor si apoi a adormit ca un ingeras langa mamicuta ei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-2445650214373578625?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2445650214373578625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/2445650214373578625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-plimbare-prin-parc.html' title='La plimbare prin parc'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S988xmQESdI/AAAAAAAAGmE/iqB2Y1sj6pY/s72-c/DSC09937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-1896369103579054942</id><published>2010-04-18T00:14:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:18:24.452+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Avioane din hartie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ojP6ihPwI/AAAAAAAAGlk/NhSaBVkFsyY/s1600/facem+avioane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ojP6ihPwI/AAAAAAAAGlk/NhSaBVkFsyY/s400/facem+avioane.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am zis eu ca fata asta se face inginer, si vad ca face tot posibilul sa nu ma contrazica. O fascineaza avioanele din hartie...daca s-ar putea m-ar pune toata ziua sa-i fac, iar ieri dupa amiaza venisem de la serviciu, papasem, facusem si baita, iar tati coborase pana la masina, iar eu gasind niste foi de hartie pe care le printasem aiurea, si tot nu mai aveam ce face cu ele i-am facut un avionas si l-am aruncat. N-a zburat el foarte mult, ca n-am talent la asa ceva, insa mica a fost tare incantata si cat m-am dus la bucatarie sa-i pregatesc cerealele, maimutica a tras tot teancul de hartii de pe birou si s-a apucat sa-si faca singura avioane, in legea ei... si cum "termina" unul il arunca si facea din gurita vajjjjj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; M-a pufnit rasul si am pus repede mana pe aparat si-am imortalizat momentul. Cred ca asta este lucrul de care-mi pare cel mai rau de cand am inceput serviciul, nu mai sunt mereu cu ea s-o vad crescand, s-o vad ce nazdravanii ii trec prin minte si sa le imortalizez. Chiar ieri stateam si ma gandeam ca in ultima saptamana nu i-am facut nici o fotografie...si nu pentru ca n-am fi avut ce poza, ci pur si simplu fiindca a fost o saptamana mult prea agitata, mult prea aglomerata si n-am avut timp sa ne oprim cateva minute sa ne bucuram de printesa noastra si de timpul petrecut impreuna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aveti si un filmulet, facut pe finalul operatiunii, dupa ce am pozat-o bine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TDyX5dDL-3M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TDyX5dDL-3M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-1896369103579054942?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1896369103579054942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/1896369103579054942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/avioane-din-hartie.html' title='Avioane din hartie'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ojP6ihPwI/AAAAAAAAGlk/NhSaBVkFsyY/s72-c/facem+avioane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6127053544988631278</id><published>2010-04-17T23:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:53:31.621+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bilant, dupa prima saptamana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8obkaK7sGI/AAAAAAAAGk8/FYkFwlsvfGQ/s1600/DSC09877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8obkaK7sGI/AAAAAAAAGk8/FYkFwlsvfGQ/s400/DSC09877.JPG" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pot sa declar cu mandrie ca am o saptamana de mers la serviciu, si deja incepem amandoua sa ne obisnuim cu situatia. Mi-e greu, nu pot nega, sa stau atatea ore fara ea, insa asta e situatia, si, mai devreme sau mai tarziu, inevitibilul tot trebuia sa se produca. Ema deja s-a adaptat super bine, papa, face nanita, se joaca frumos si cand ajung de la serviciu mergem acasa, ne jucam, de cele mai multe ori mergem si la plimbare cu tati, cu masina sau mergem la uta-uta, lucrurile intrau incet-incet pe fagasul normalitatii...pana astazi, cand am primit o noua bomba...bona trebuie sa plece 18 zile la tratament cu fetita ei, stiam ca trebuie sa primeasca biletele dar nu ne asteptam ca va fi atat de curand. De bine ce se invatase sarmana cu un program trebuie s-o dam iarasi peste cap. Bica de la Piatra are servici, bica de la Trusesti o are pe bunica cea batrana... dupa indelungi framantari si dezbateri s-a rezolvat oarecum problema...o duc pe bunica la tara la ea acasa si bica sa vina sa stea cu fata...desi nici asta nu e o solutie perfecta fiindca bicu ramane singur...insa nici varianta de a lasa fata la tara de luni pana sambata nu o pot accepta...ma topesc de dorul ei 8-9 ore la serviciu si nu stiu cum sa ajung mai repede acasa s-o vad, cum as putea s-o las o saptamana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In fine, sa speram ca totul va fi bine, Ema se va acomoda cu Bica, Bicu se va descurca singurel si stam acu' si ne intrebam...oare saptamana viitoare, asa pe final, ce vesti mai primim, ce se va mai intampla?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6127053544988631278?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6127053544988631278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6127053544988631278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/bilant-dupa-prima-saptamana.html' title='Bilant, dupa prima saptamana'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8obkaK7sGI/AAAAAAAAGk8/FYkFwlsvfGQ/s72-c/DSC09877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5390590920552785374</id><published>2010-04-16T23:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:52:20.667+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pozitii haioase</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ia sa vedeti cum citeste domnisoara mea ziarul...si se pare ca e tare interesant ceea ce citeste fiindca da si din picioruse in stanga si-n dreapta, in timp ce citeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8oegLtRsHI/AAAAAAAAGlM/9Rf1ifrHqlg/s1600/DSC09899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8oegLtRsHI/AAAAAAAAGlM/9Rf1ifrHqlg/s400/DSC09899.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si asa facea iubita nani in prima dupaamiaza cand a adormit fara tzitzi. A luat-o pe Doi (Doli) si o punea pe ea sa pape tzitzi stricata, si a adormit asa cu ea in brate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ofJiokFLI/AAAAAAAAGlU/c2uFAj9KymA/s1600/DSC09898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ofJiokFLI/AAAAAAAAGlU/c2uFAj9KymA/s400/DSC09898.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5390590920552785374?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5390590920552785374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5390590920552785374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/pozitii-haioase.html' title='Pozitii haioase'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8oegLtRsHI/AAAAAAAAGlM/9Rf1ifrHqlg/s72-c/DSC09899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8638907930865299187</id><published>2010-04-14T23:46:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:54:44.726+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Motive de ingrijorare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ogAu5XsPI/AAAAAAAAGlc/OFwIybHfc2c/s1600/suparata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ogAu5XsPI/AAAAAAAAGlc/OFwIybHfc2c/s400/suparata.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Deja am trei zile de mers la serviciu si am observat ca persista niste modificari in comportamentul Emei: e mai mult suparata...nu prea mai rade si parca nici cu vorbitul nu se omoara...sper sa fie doar o metoda de protest si sa-i treaca pe masura ce se obisnuieste cu noile conditii. Si am mai observat ca daca o certi se bate singura peste fata, ceea ce nu a facut pana astazi desi sunt aproape convinsa ca nu o bate nimeni acolo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De cum ne vede cere plimbata cu masina, vrea la uta-uta la copii si daca s-ar putea sa stea numai atarnata de gatul meu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam atat momentan...daca-mi mai amintesc ceva revin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8638907930865299187?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8638907930865299187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8638907930865299187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/motive-de-ingrijorare.html' title='Motive de ingrijorare?'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8ogAu5XsPI/AAAAAAAAGlc/OFwIybHfc2c/s72-c/suparata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5442678859496661639</id><published>2010-04-14T00:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:47:09.661+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In ritm alert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si fiindca se cerea un update la problema inceperii serviciului, tin sa mentionez ca are mami fetita cuminte. Ema s-a acomodat cu bona: papa, face nani...trage si cate o partida de plans....da' na...ce pretentii putem avea la 9 ore de stat fara mami si tati asa dintr-o data. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Iubita,&amp;nbsp; cand ajung de la serviciu vrea doar la mami in brate...si trebuie obligatoriu s-o luam la plimbare cu masina si sa mergem la uta-uta...prin urmare intram in casa abia pe la 8-9 cand mami trebuie, la foc automa,t sa faca papita de seara, sa hraneasca printesa, s-o puna pe olita, s-o pregateasca de nani, timp in care mancarea se face in cuptor sau pe aragaz, pusa de mami printre picaturi, cat Ema se uita cu tati la mor-mor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luni cand am fost s-o iau acasa era suparatica pe mami, si dupa ce ne-am plimbat putin am intrebat-o daca o iubeste pe mami si mi-a raspuns raspicat NU si mi-a mai zis ca nu-l iubeste nici pe tati nici pe angela, nici pe Gigi, doar pe Ada (Alexandra), apoi am facut pe suparata si si-a schimbat declaratia asa ca ne iubeste pe toti. Sarmanul copil, nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc ce-a fost in sufletelul ei luni cand a vazut ca timpul trece si nici mami nici tati nu se duc s-o ia acasa, dar se va obisnui, speram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cam atat momentan...sper sa-mi intru repede in ritm si sa reusesc sa mai povestesc cu ce se ocupa printesa mea in timpul zilei. Cert este ca e o paracioasa si cand ma duc s-o iau imi povesteste, pe limba ei tot ce-a facut.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5442678859496661639?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5442678859496661639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5442678859496661639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-ritm-alert.html' title='In ritm alert'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-5981534299540539336</id><published>2010-04-09T23:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:52:53.863+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictorita lu' mamica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8odygE1rkI/AAAAAAAAGlE/tQylBqjwqYc/s1600/pictorita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8odygE1rkI/AAAAAAAAGlE/tQylBqjwqYc/s400/pictorita.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Astazi, printesa mea a vrut sa picteze, si ceea cu ce ma mandresc mai mult exte faptul ca a stiut sa-si exprime dorinta...mi-a adus capacelul verde in care punem apa cand pictam si mi-a zis sa-i pun apa in el. Mi-am dat eu seama ca asta isi doreste si o intreb: "iubita...mergem afara la copii sau vrei sa pictam?," stiind ca nu renunta la copii pentru nimic, am sperat ca scap de pictat...cand colo Emisor ma ia frumos de mana si ma duce la raftuletul unde tin acuarelele si-mi arata sa i le dau...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asadar m-am conformat, am aranjat masa si scaunul, i-am scos acuarelele, am pus apa, am imbracat-o in echipament de protectie, fiindca data trecuta a pictat si cu manecutele pana sus, si ne-am apucat de treaba. Mi-e asa drag ce frumos tine ea pensonul si-l mioaie in apa, apoi murdareste cu el toate pastilutele de culoare si le amesteca, si abia apoi pune pensonasul si pe hartie :)), si, ca de obicei trebuie si mami sa deseneze vreun muo-muo sau vreun miau :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A realizat doua capodopere, pe care le-a pastrat sa i le arate lui tati si cand s-a pictisit si-a amintit ca o intrebasem de mers la copii si s-a dus sa-si aduca papuceii sa ne incaltam sa mergem la "pii", la "uta-uta". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-5981534299540539336?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5981534299540539336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/5981534299540539336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/pictorita-lu-mamica.html' title='Pictorita lu&apos; mamica'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S8odygE1rkI/AAAAAAAAGlE/tQylBqjwqYc/s72-c/pictorita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-554513601208615690</id><published>2010-04-09T11:49:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:22:58.161+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aparitie editoriala de exceptie :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S77qDIhB2NI/AAAAAAAAGj0/frYMnr7qXAs/s1600/DSC09878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S77qDIhB2NI/AAAAAAAAGj0/frYMnr7qXAs/s400/DSC09878.JPG" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dupa lupte seculare, care au durat aproape un an am reusit sa scot si sa leg primul volum din jurnalul iubitei mele...si-mi place tare mult cum a iesit. Abia astept de-acu sa scot continuarea.....cu cel de-al doilea anisor din Printesei mele cu drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MVmHTuGI/AAAAAAAAGkc/rzbYSmi7ZU8/s1600/DSC09892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MVmHTuGI/AAAAAAAAGkc/rzbYSmi7ZU8/s400/DSC09892.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MYEHgrYI/AAAAAAAAGkk/WtSthCf5pro/s1600/DSC09893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MYEHgrYI/AAAAAAAAGkk/WtSthCf5pro/s400/DSC09893.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MbheFkQI/AAAAAAAAGks/kWoQyPit9dU/s1600/DSC09894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MbheFkQI/AAAAAAAAGks/kWoQyPit9dU/s400/DSC09894.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MeeKY0RI/AAAAAAAAGk0/v2UYBCeMj8Y/s1600/DSC09895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MeeKY0RI/AAAAAAAAGk0/v2UYBCeMj8Y/s400/DSC09895.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MSH0OZJI/AAAAAAAAGkU/YAJ7xHKVcIA/s1600/DSC09896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S78MSH0OZJI/AAAAAAAAGkU/YAJ7xHKVcIA/s400/DSC09896.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-554513601208615690?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/554513601208615690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/554513601208615690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/aparitie-editoriala-de-exceptie-p.html' title='Aparitie editoriala de exceptie :P'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S77qDIhB2NI/AAAAAAAAGj0/frYMnr7qXAs/s72-c/DSC09878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-4545995174455610345</id><published>2010-04-09T11:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:45:52.732+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Din nou la serviciu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S77pMicvAQI/AAAAAAAAGjs/Q0AjI1Fb1n4/s1600/DSC09877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S77pMicvAQI/AAAAAAAAGjs/Q0AjI1Fb1n4/s400/DSC09877.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ieri am primit o veste care m-a cam dat peste cap....am plans jumate de zi. M-a sunat sefa&amp;nbsp; si mi-a oferit o varianta de job ceva mai bun decat am avut...numai problema e ca trebuie sa incep de luni... oricum&amp;nbsp; de luna cealalta trebuia sa incep dar parca m-a lovit asa cam brusc vestea. Acu decizia am luat-o insa mai e o problema.....trebuie s-o intarc pe Ema fiindca nu vrea sub nici o forma sa renunte doar la tzitzi de pranz si bona nu mi-o tine daca nu doarme fara tzitzi. Si-asa e cam descurajata ca n-a avut timp Emi sa uite de tzitzi pana sa i-o las...dar speram sa nu se razgandeasca si sa nu mi-o tina ca n-am ce sa fac altceva cu ea...of of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; De ieri am inceput luptele si am dat putin otet pe tzitzi...a mirosit, a pus limbuta a vazut ca nu-i bun si nu i-a mai trebuit. I-am explicat ca s-a stricat tzitzi fiindca Ema e fetita mare si papa laptic cu canita. Si-a mai incercat norocul de vreo doua ori dar cu acelasi rezultat. La pranz am avut emotii dar a vazut ca nu-i bun si a adormut frumos cu manuta pe tzitzi. La fel si seara...insa dimineata pe la 4-5 s-a trezit si n-a mai putut adormi...am si leganat-o a adormit dar cand o puneam in pat se trezea. n-a vrut nicicum. Intr-un final a adormit pe la 6-7 tot cu manutele pe tzitzi si a dormit pana pe la 10.30. Pentru prima zi eu zic ca e bine. De dimineata n-a mai cerut...a vrut lapte si a baut o canita mare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Stiam ca vine si momentul asta dar parca a fost prea brusc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-4545995174455610345?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4545995174455610345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/4545995174455610345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/din-nou-la-serviciu.html' title='Din nou la serviciu'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S77pMicvAQI/AAAAAAAAGjs/Q0AjI1Fb1n4/s72-c/DSC09877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-9002480410337785744</id><published>2010-04-06T15:11:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:13:34.319+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paste fericit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sk3TquyhI/AAAAAAAAGgg/-c9SZ34xTqc/s1600/Page16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sk3TquyhI/AAAAAAAAGgg/-c9SZ34xTqc/s400/Page16.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am ajuns din nou acasa dupa trei zile de plimbari si agitatie, si parca oricat de bine ar fi in vizite si plimbari parca tot mai bine e acasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pastele asta l-am petrecut foarte frumos, si desi am fost in vizita la ambele perechi de bunici, joi ne-am apucat noi fetitele cuminti si am facut doi cozonacei si o pascuta, sa fim si noi gospodine...nu? si cum am avut mare ajutor la treaba am terminat foarte repede. Ema m-a ajutat la intins foile pentru cozonaci, a amestecat in nuca, a pus bobo (rahat) pe foiaia de aluat, si i-a placut foarte mult. Nu cred ca mai era necesar sa mentionez ca au iesit foarte buni cozonaceii munciti de doua manute mititele si harnicute....nu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdR5OJhdI/AAAAAAAAGeY/t2dT6JIyv7Q/s1600/DSC09476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdR5OJhdI/AAAAAAAAGeY/t2dT6JIyv7Q/s400/DSC09476.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdVWwoH8I/AAAAAAAAGeg/AXpq8dAg7pI/s1600/DSC09477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdVWwoH8I/AAAAAAAAGeg/AXpq8dAg7pI/s400/DSC09477.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apoi vineri seara, cum a venit tati de la serviciu, am suit bagajele in masina, am luat fetita si am plecat spre Piatra Neamt. Acolo am avut noroc de vreme frumoasa, si gazul a stat mai mult afara la soare s-a jucat cu miau, cu ham, a dat papa la iepurasi, la gainute si la ci-cip (porumbeii).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sd1R_2vEI/AAAAAAAAGfg/YV6jSxwo91g/s1600/DSC09568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sd1R_2vEI/AAAAAAAAGfg/YV6jSxwo91g/s400/DSC09568.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sgFd5lykI/AAAAAAAAGgY/2tMpi3j-vYM/s1600/DSC09839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sgFd5lykI/AAAAAAAAGgY/2tMpi3j-vYM/s400/DSC09839.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfKtehZvI/AAAAAAAAGfw/JpsviJkExeE/s1600/DSC09598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfKtehZvI/AAAAAAAAGfw/JpsviJkExeE/s400/DSC09598.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A fost incantata la culme sa gaseasca cuibarul plin cu oute, si mami i le-a pus in poala, iar Emi mica venea asa mandra cu ele sa i le dea lu' bica :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7yEv4fdAcI/AAAAAAAAGjU/HW5sIR4vP1Q/s1600/Fotografie0210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7yEv4fdAcI/AAAAAAAAGjU/HW5sIR4vP1Q/s400/Fotografie0210.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7yE1prPGqI/AAAAAAAAGjc/iKjMqOlZXOU/s1600/Fotografie0214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7yE1prPGqI/AAAAAAAAGjc/iKjMqOlZXOU/s400/Fotografie0214.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7yE3SQtNGI/AAAAAAAAGjk/Fn2dcuunFok/s1600/Fotografie0215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7yE3SQtNGI/AAAAAAAAGjk/Fn2dcuunFok/s400/Fotografie0215.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; S-a imprietenit intru-un final si cu Cata pe care-l striga Chichi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdx2Nt_NI/AAAAAAAAGfY/R78tnOlNkyE/s1600/DSC09556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdx2Nt_NI/AAAAAAAAGfY/R78tnOlNkyE/s400/DSC09556.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bicu si bica au fost si ei botezati...prin urmare au devenit bibu Titi si Biba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sambata ne-am trezit de dimineata fiindca mai aveam treaba, si cum nu se putea altfel Ema a ajutat la vopsitul oualor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdbnaC7sI/AAAAAAAAGeo/yfW5Tb5nujo/s1600/DSC09522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdbnaC7sI/AAAAAAAAGeo/yfW5Tb5nujo/s400/DSC09522.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdfQEgSNI/AAAAAAAAGew/SgrCymyD_-4/s1600/DSC09528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdfQEgSNI/AAAAAAAAGew/SgrCymyD_-4/s400/DSC09528.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdjfUQefI/AAAAAAAAGe4/PZpOXYdO7s0/s1600/DSC09525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdjfUQefI/AAAAAAAAGe4/PZpOXYdO7s0/s400/DSC09525.JPG" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si daca tot a fost harnica si le-a decorat...duminica dimineata a fost prima care a ciocnit ou-ou otu cu bibu Titi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdnPE75jI/AAAAAAAAGfA/ZgPdBMp9Jdk/s1600/DSC09548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdnPE75jI/AAAAAAAAGfA/ZgPdBMp9Jdk/s400/DSC09548.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdqjSYAEI/AAAAAAAAGfI/rt1EWUonH0Q/s1600/DSC09549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sdqjSYAEI/AAAAAAAAGfI/rt1EWUonH0Q/s400/DSC09549.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sduNIkRGI/AAAAAAAAGfQ/PGNFg4FcbYU/s1600/DSC09555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sduNIkRGI/AAAAAAAAGfQ/PGNFg4FcbYU/s400/DSC09555.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O data cu pastele am sarbatorit anul acesta si ziua lui bicu titi asa ca au fost multi invitati la masa, si am papat si tortulet, iar de bica si de bicu a avut grija Ema si le-a dat sa pape tort...baga dejetul in frisca de pe tort si le dadea sa pape :)). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfVT7KNOI/AAAAAAAAGf4/AzVJySYsIww/s1600/DSC09688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfVT7KNOI/AAAAAAAAGf4/AzVJySYsIww/s400/DSC09688.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfvZIeZ1I/AAAAAAAAGgI/sOQaxMjTdXo/s1600/DSC09806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfvZIeZ1I/AAAAAAAAGgI/sOQaxMjTdXo/s400/DSC09806.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfzyTmLLI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/3_gUVA_W2ag/s1600/DSC09811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sfzyTmLLI/AAAAAAAAGgQ/3_gUVA_W2ag/s400/DSC09811.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Emi insa n-a vrut tort asa ca a papat un iaurtel yam-yam. Nu prea a  putut papa saracuta fiindca tocmai de pasti i-au iesit doi canini si o  durea tare gurita si ii arata lu' mami ca are buba in gurita...mititica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sff5PlyYI/AAAAAAAAGgA/s_meGr8AhVE/s1600/DSC09754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sff5PlyYI/AAAAAAAAGgA/s_meGr8AhVE/s400/DSC09754.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dar cum avem doua randuri de bunici, si trebuia sa mergem la toti de paste, luni dimineata am plecat de la Piatra si am mers direct la tara, unde ne asteptat si Irinel cu Sanda. Desi nu ma asteptam sa le spuna la fel, cum n-a vrut pana acum deloc sa-i strige in nici un fel nici pe unii bunici nici pe ceilalti, i-a intampiat din start si pe bunicii de la Trusesti cu Bibu si Biba :)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am stat la masa, am stat putin de vorba, si intr-un final ne-am pornit si noi spre casa, unde Emi a dormit ca un ingeras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-9002480410337785744?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/9002480410337785744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/9002480410337785744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/04/paste-fericit.html' title='Paste fericit'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7sk3TquyhI/AAAAAAAAGgg/-c9SZ34xTqc/s72-c/Page16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7025157229258913972</id><published>2010-03-31T14:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:08:32.974+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajutor de nadejde la bucatarie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7MnwhQ4kxI/AAAAAAAAGeA/dAtkcu0NLLI/s1600/DSC09474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7MnwhQ4kxI/AAAAAAAAGeA/dAtkcu0NLLI/s400/DSC09474.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uite-asa se vede ca am fetita mare...astazi m-a ajutat sa bat carnea pentru snitele...si tati poate sa confirme ca au iesit foarte fragede si bune. M-a vazut cu ciocanul de batut carne si a venit imediat la mine sa vada ce fac. Am trimis-o si si-a adus scaumelul, s-a suit pe el sa fie mai inalta si a fost tare incantata sa bata ea carnita. II place tare mult sa ma ajute la bucatarie...imi da legumele de jos din cutie sa le curat...e o harnicuta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7025157229258913972?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7025157229258913972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7025157229258913972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/03/ajutor-de-nadejde-la-bucatarie.html' title='Ajutor de nadejde la bucatarie'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/S7MnwhQ4kxI/AAAAAAAAGeA/dAtkcu0NLLI/s72-c/DSC09474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-7690470507298209172</id><published>2010-03-31T13:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:08:05.155+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima plimbare fara mami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sambata tati a tinut neaparat sa mearga la tara, insa mami a ramas sa mai stranga prin casa si sa inceapa curatenia de paste...ca daca e Emi.....te ajuta de nu mai termini. Am rugat-o pe Alexandra sa mearga cu ei sa stea in spate cu ea, sa nu sara din scaunel si Irinel a stat cu tati in fata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Spre surprinderea, si oarecum dezamagirea mea, puiul meu a mers si a fost foarte cuminte, nici nu si-a amintit de mami decat pe drumul de intors cand i s-a facut somn si probabil ii trebuia putina tzitzi. Si totusi desi ea pare dispusa sa se rupa de mine, eu nu stiu daca ma simt pregatita. Stiu ca poate sunt egoista dar m-am obisnuit sa fim noi doua, sa ne iubim si mami sa fie mami si sa fie de neinlocuit....timpul tace si trece si incet incet o vad cum se indeparteaza de mine, simt cum se rupe legatura aia stransa care era intre noi. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-7690470507298209172?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7690470507298209172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/7690470507298209172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/03/prima-plimbare-fara-mami.html' title='Prima plimbare fara mami'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8855225483630176263</id><published>2010-03-29T09:23:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:07:24.167+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionarexplicativ'/><title type='text'>Cuvinte noi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pe zi ce trece Ema invata din ce in ce mai multe cuvinte. Printre noile achizitii in vocabular mentionez: baba, du-te, ata, suc, face ca indienii, cuca (curca), uta-uta, usa, poi (imapoi), lo (acolo), ici (aici), radio :)), Ada (Alexandra o fetita cu care se joaca)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8855225483630176263?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8855225483630176263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8855225483630176263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/03/cuvinte-noi.html' title='Cuvinte noi'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-8888018771974040686</id><published>2010-03-27T19:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:31:34.495+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Independenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fetita mea a inceput de ceva timp sa dea semne de independenta, pana acum mai mult la masa cand cerea sa pape singura, insa aseara, veneam de la niste prieteni si cand am iesit din scara blocului Ema s-a smuls din mana mea si a plecat inainte...Degeaba am strigat-o si eu si tati, am rugat-o sa dea manuta, raspunsul era invariabil acelasi: "Ema" si o lua inainte. Avand in vedere ca nu erau pericole am lasat-o o bucata singurica dar cand am vazut ca nu vrea deloc sa dea manuta am luat-o noui unul de-o manuta si celalalt de cealalta manuta si am mers asa spre casa, evident in proteste si mieunaturi sa-i dam drumu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Odata ajunsi in scara blocului se smulge iar din mana si se duce la scari. O rog sa-mi dea manuta s-o ajut...raspunsul a fost acelasi...clas si raspicat: "Ema". Tati a luat-o inainte, Ema dupa el urca frumos cate o treapta tinandu-se cu manuta dreapta de gratiile de la balustrada, iar eu cu o treapta in urma ei s-o prind daca cumva se dezechilibra. Desi am rugat-o de mai multe ori sa-mi dea manuta s-o ajut, sau sa o iau in brate n-a vrut si pace, si a urcat singurica pana la 3 cate 16 trepte pe etaj, dar m-a mirat faptul ca a urcat tinandu-se cu o singura mana si a urcat toate 3 etajele. A mai urcat pe jos dar tinuta de mine de o manuta insa dupa un etaj se cerea in brate. M-e asa draga cand vrea sa se descurce singura, insa pe de alta parte ma tem sa nu se loveasca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vorba poeziei "Of, of, of...numai mama sa nu fii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. astazi a si coborat singura foarte atenta 2 etaje...evident eu eram cu un pas inaintea ei s-o prind daca aluneca, dar n-a fost nevoie s-a tinut frumos cu manutele si a coborat cate o treapta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-8888018771974040686?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8888018771974040686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/8888018771974040686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/03/independenta.html' title='Independenta'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-207752645872137987</id><published>2010-03-25T10:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:24:11.892+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionarexplicativ'/><title type='text'>Vocabular</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Exercitiile de vocabular cu litere sunt una din activitatile preferate ale printesei. Ii arat litera si-i spun diverse cuvinte care incep cu litera respectiva, iar ea repeta cuvantul dupa mine .Pentru exemplificare folosimliterele cu magnet din dotare. A inceput deja sa stie la multe dintre litere cate un cuvant pe care-l asociaza cu litera respectiva: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a - angela&lt;br /&gt;b - baie&lt;br /&gt;c - carte&lt;br /&gt;e - ema&lt;br /&gt;f - floare&lt;br /&gt;g - gigi&lt;br /&gt;l - lapte&lt;br /&gt;m - mami&lt;br /&gt;n - nana/nani&lt;br /&gt;o - ou&lt;br /&gt;p - papa&lt;br /&gt;r - rosu&lt;br /&gt;s - sapte&lt;br /&gt;t - tati&lt;br /&gt;u - ham-ham (are un catel de lemn caruia i-a scos urechile si de cate ori le vedea prin casa imi spunea ca-s de la catel si daca-i arat u face conexiunea cu ureche rezulta catel rezulta ham :)) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/teFyrys2pOw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/teFyrys2pOw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-207752645872137987?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/207752645872137987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/207752645872137987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/03/vocabular.html' title='Vocabular'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010970281647361853.post-6286230165175431749</id><published>2010-03-25T09:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:29:33.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimnastica de dimineata</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cred ca am mai povestit ca dimineata facem gimnastica...dar azi am reusit s-o si filmez....oricum n-a facut chiar multa si cum trebuie fiindca nu facea se mami (aveam mainile ocupate cu camera).&amp;nbsp; Incepem cu un mic exercitiu cu manutele...1-2, 1-2, ridicand pe rand cate o manuta sus.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apoi Ura (amandoua manutele sus), apoi nu-i (amandoua manutele la spate), apoi uite (amandoua manutele in fata) si inca o data. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Urmeaza morisca cu manutele in fata...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apoi sarim ca iepurasii&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Apoi ne suim pe pat si facem sus jos si gata.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dupa ce terminam papam, facem paturile, spalam gurita si dintucii si apoi ne incepem activitatile zilnice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbR6nIZ2OZw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbR6nIZ2OZw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/semnatura1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8010970281647361853-6286230165175431749?l=jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6286230165175431749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010970281647361853/posts/default/6286230165175431749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulunuipitic.blogspot.com/2010/03/gimnastica-de-dimineata.html' title='Gimnastica de dimineata'/><author><name>Alina si Ema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12523388618346584489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PBADc5I70sI/SuqFKsk_ZBI/AAAAAAAAFMk/NkLIS-Uo_FU/S220/DSC066982.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i861.photobucket.com/albums/ab179/alinas2008/lucrari/th_semnatura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
