<?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-9742823</id><updated>2011-10-09T10:15:16.647-07:00</updated><category term='Joke'/><category term='Truth'/><category term='Punchline'/><category term='Steel'/><category term='Brooklyn'/><category term='Neice'/><title type='text'>Brooklyn The Niece of Steel</title><subtitle type='html'>Brooklyn is my niece. This blog is a place for me to write letters to her. Others may comment, or send thier own messages to her. One day she will read this and know another perspective on who she thinks she was, is, and can be. She is a miracle entering a miraculous world for reasons she has yet to find out. She is loved.

M@</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-5680858725259207564</id><published>2009-07-05T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:58:06.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punchline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Brooklyn is wise beyond her years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlCxV0t1H2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/unh8-7a3r1c/s1600-h/DSCF6376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlCxV0t1H2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/unh8-7a3r1c/s320/DSCF6376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354974945429757794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention! We have a wise soul in a 4.5 year old body! Brooklyn the Niece of Steel is stronger than a loonie motive and faster than a speeding Mwellret! She is learning to perform magic with her gifts of Truth. When we embark on the journey of life, some are meant for greatness and some are to protect that greatness. Brooklyn, your ability to see through everything will protect you beyond what needs to be done by your father and I. You will understand someday. The Joke is on us. The punchline is all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey M@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-5680858725259207564?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5680858725259207564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=5680858725259207564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/5680858725259207564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/5680858725259207564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/brooklyn-is-wise-beyond-her-years.html' title='Brooklyn is wise beyond her years'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlCxV0t1H2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/unh8-7a3r1c/s72-c/DSCF6376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-9175563226645226421</id><published>2008-02-26T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:21:04.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters and Artwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lunchtimers.com/games/letters/mini.swf?v=1.8&amp;b=1&amp;bc=45017"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lunchtimers.com/games/letters/mini.swf?v=1.8&amp;b=1&amp;bc=45017" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little gift. See what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-9175563226645226421?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9175563226645226421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=9175563226645226421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/9175563226645226421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/9175563226645226421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2008/02/letters-and-artwork.html' title='Letters and Artwork'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-7808777060720897178</id><published>2007-08-02T21:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:04:18.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you grow up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RrKx2pr4K9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uPh2dFxoRZI/s1600-h/Bwithmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RrKx2pr4K9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uPh2dFxoRZI/s200/Bwithmom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094329680970394578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Brooklyn"&lt;br /&gt;"Hi-i"&lt;br /&gt;"How are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"See y-later"&lt;br /&gt;"But I just got here, where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;"I be back, later?"&lt;br /&gt;"But where are you going sweetheart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RrKyI5r4K-I/AAAAAAAAABA/XwV8Bgy_fo0/s1600-h/cheeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RrKyI5r4K-I/AAAAAAAAABA/XwV8Bgy_fo0/s200/cheeze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094329994503007202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I go work"&lt;br /&gt;"Where is that"&lt;br /&gt;"I work Bank"&lt;br /&gt;"Which bank is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Royal Bank"&lt;br /&gt;"You work with Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;"I work wit Mommy"&lt;br /&gt;"See you soon"&lt;br /&gt;"See later"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't work too hard"&lt;br /&gt;"I work hard. Vroom Vroom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your idol? Someone is certainly a mini Meagan. Matching outfits would be too cute and Daddy would have none of it. Love you girls. Keep me smilin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;M@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-7808777060720897178?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7808777060720897178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=7808777060720897178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/7808777060720897178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/7808777060720897178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-you-grow-up_3183.html' title='When you grow up?'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RrKx2pr4K9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uPh2dFxoRZI/s72-c/Bwithmom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-212904715589289345</id><published>2007-07-07T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:56:32.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's your daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/Ro__qv2JGyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DmNrgd3CnNI/s1600-h/hellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/Ro__qv2JGyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DmNrgd3CnNI/s200/hellow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084563614187723554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has a best friend. Your family is growing with you. You are telling us every thing that you want without exception. You are at a loss only for why you are not able to do the things that we do. "Me do it?", "Daddy do it?" then, "OK, Matt do it". Shake your body you crazy little dancer, the tempo can barely keep up. You are just recently adjusting to the responsibilities of being a body, accepting with ease those things that come naturally. Still swimming and playing with water like it's gold. Oh could we all be so content. When you get older I know you will do special things. Your understanding and silent demeanor will have people labeling you sneaky, but you will receive all that you desire. Stop at nothing little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RpAKIP2JGzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yaMR-JAiiVQ/s1600-h/medoit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/RpAKIP2JGzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yaMR-JAiiVQ/s200/medoit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084575116110142258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-212904715589289345?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/212904715589289345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=212904715589289345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/212904715589289345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/212904715589289345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/whos-your-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s your daddy?'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/Ro__qv2JGyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DmNrgd3CnNI/s72-c/hellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-4118609304997763397</id><published>2007-06-08T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:03:02.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><title type='text'>What is time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/Rml9nFR1WfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dCdg_1auGBA/s1600-h/TheBandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/Rml9nFR1WfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dCdg_1auGBA/s320/TheBandme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073724565594921458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time is love for you. You don't ask for love. You simply ask for freedom. You see the world as something that needs to be sought out. Something pulls you to find new ways of understanding who you are and where your ends are kept. You love water like no other. You can sit for 5 minutes with the water running over your hands and it has not lost its delight for you in the slightest. You are busy. But not in any way that is overly out of your bounds already. You love your parents and respect them. You have a little world that you go to sometimes, but you are careful to keep it open to all the possibilities that await. Your love for things is expanding and in turn they are showing up for you. Listening to your soul at all times, is what I see. And my oh my you have the most happy-giggly spirit in all the land. (our family at least ;)) I love you. You love me, and tell me. Yer the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-4118609304997763397?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4118609304997763397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=4118609304997763397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/4118609304997763397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/4118609304997763397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-time.html' title='What is time?'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/Rml9nFR1WfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dCdg_1auGBA/s72-c/TheBandme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-114101178890574903</id><published>2006-02-26T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:33:39.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6417/570/1600/B.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6417/570/400/B.jpg" border="0" alt="LOOK INTO MY EYES" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First birthday has passed and your first Christmas. You are up on two feet and just short of running. Communication is something I enjoy watching you play with. Smarter than most adults the wee children of this time are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing like the beautiful flower you are. Brooklyn you never cease to touch my mind and tickle my heart. All my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;Unka M@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-114101178890574903?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114101178890574903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=114101178890574903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/114101178890574903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/114101178890574903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2006/02/ever-growing.html' title='Ever growing'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-112266924620528488</id><published>2005-07-29T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T14:00:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baffled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6417/570/1600/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6417/570/320/B.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn! You are blowing us all away with how readily you are picking up everything, and I don’t mean toys! You seem to talk with your sounds as if you are in complete control. Control to explore your curiosity to every extent. Your eyes scan the room for every detail, all with the grin of the little Buddha you are. Then you stretch around to see what’s behind you or up above. All I say is ‘hi’ and you’re a giggling away. I get your attention and you start with the eyes, then with the smile, and then with the ‘skrunchin’ your nose. A-freakin-dorable! I positively love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve spent some quality time together over the last few months, imagine you’ve been here for over 6 months! Time flies, although I bet it’s crawling for you. Enjoy every minute of it sweetie! I know you will because you are off to such a great start. Happy as can be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-112266924620528488?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/112266924620528488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=112266924620528488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/112266924620528488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/112266924620528488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2005/07/baffled.html' title='Baffled'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-111012714450928741</id><published>2005-03-06T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T08:51:01.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very rare light</title><content type='html'>Darling Brooklyn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What joy you bring to my life, just two months old and you already know how to make others smile. I see the joy multiply in the space between us when I start the game of happy tag with you. I grin or giggle at you, you usually spit out your soother because immediatly the grin is now on your face. I am in awe that you are so happy. Truly you know the truth about this life, that there is a source of wholesome love ever flowing, you look it in the face with no fear! Take it in, let it warm you, then send it out personified! What Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this level of possitivity from you I am being forced to deal with my own awakened fears for you, only natural because I love you so. I promise to do my best to push away the thoughts that as you grow you may start to believe yourself only living in and thoroughly controled by the outside world. They are only that, my personal fears. You are a being of light, I will do what I can to keep you from the darkness, but I do understand that you must walk that path alone. Although I will be there beside you all the while, no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So given I have taken the first step and admitted my fears, heresoforth I will focus on what great possibilities are going to be presented to you. From you there can be gifts for the world abundant like no other. Already you are showing your desire to create more good in the world, with all that you have currently to do so...your tiny oh so beautiful awe inspiring smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;M@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-111012714450928741?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111012714450928741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=111012714450928741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/111012714450928741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/111012714450928741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/very-rare-light.html' title='A very rare light'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-110642255510111030</id><published>2005-01-22T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:46:16.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moment</title><content type='html'>Here I sit typing with but one hand, because my other is holding you. At this moment you are in need of support because you are just short of one month old. Your form has yet to grow to the size and strength needed to support itself. This is a crutial gift you give yourself and those in your life that desire your dependance, oh how we are all growing with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing to you a song that I know is suitable for anyone but bears significant meaning to the stance you are already taking in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Row, row, row your boat&lt;br /&gt;Gently down the stream&lt;br /&gt;Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily&lt;br /&gt;Life is but a dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my experience that when someone sleeps for a great amount of time, they awake with clarity, excitement and grand energy to tackle their purpose in the waking world. Well you have certainly been doing this. Watch out world, when you wake up! Although I truly hope that you retain your truth that everything you need is still there when you close your eyes, in fact it's closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see your acceptance of this life in your fragile smile, your arms reaching for what you desire, and your eyes (although closed) fervently searching for limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your potential. All you need is love sweety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you little B. Now to do away with what you don't need, which is sitting in my hand...where is Gran-Pappa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Uncle M@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-110642255510111030?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110642255510111030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=110642255510111030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110642255510111030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110642255510111030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/moment.html' title='The Moment'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-110426922955940802</id><published>2004-12-28T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T13:34:12.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out world!</title><content type='html'>Hey Brooky, my sweet! 4 days old, how does it feel? You are impressing everyone with how strong and smart you are. Lifting your head up cause you are so eager to see the world. Looking deep into the people close to you as only an innocent newborn can. You are quite the blessing to your family, not one of us can state what we got for Christmas other than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/finditherefirst/hello.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this go to your head but I think you have broken world records for most beautiful baby! All of the nurses at the hospital, your family, friends and everyone who sees a picture will vouch for your trophy. Truly a precious gift from above, perfect in every way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am personally astounded at how absolutely ready you are to get on with this thing we call life. The first picture I took of you on the table (below) may look like you were upset, but did you scream and cry? No, you are being so well behaved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/finditherefirst/first.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/finditherefirst/itsbright.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think, given how bright this new world is that you entered, you would be afraid to open your precious little eyes in your first hour. No, once again you are pushing forth to make your place, open eyes and facing it all head on. I can feel your strength of spirit, courage and persistance. You have an amasing world changing mission in mind don't you? I'm here, as are your parents and the rest of your family to guide you and help you to fulfill that purpose. We can't wait to watch you shine like you plan to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pledge to you that I will help you with your hopes and dreams. Will remind you of your devine path that you have chosen and will hold your hand all along, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely and Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;Uncle M@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-110426922955940802?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110426922955940802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=110426922955940802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110426922955940802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110426922955940802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/look-out-world.html' title='Look out world!'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-110392132098301631</id><published>2004-12-24T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T07:26:51.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da da da da!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Welcome my Love! You arrived at 6:05 this morning, weighed 7lbs 6ozs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raced there and met you in person for the first time during your birthhour! You are so healthy! No Crying! So eager to learn about this bright new world you have entered. Take your time sweety, enjoy every moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to see you again now for visiting hours, although I'm taking them only as a suggestion rather than a rule ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world, grinning ear to ear! I'm your Uncle, your Godfather and Friend! Thanks for waiting for morning so I could sleep and be rested for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some of your pictures here as soon as I get my computer back from your Mom and Dad. See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;M@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-110392132098301631?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110392132098301631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=110392132098301631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110392132098301631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110392132098301631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/da-da-da-da.html' title='Da da da da!!!!!'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9742823.post-110374822586662712</id><published>2004-12-22T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T12:43:45.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Adventure begin!</title><content type='html'>Well, are you ready? The lights are about to come on! Here it comes! Don't forget to blink! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mom is at home right now and last night she heard a 'pop'. That means you are starting the hardest journey of your life, over the shortest distance, with the most miraculous finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn, you will be loved and adored by many. You will, through God's grace, have everything you ever need. Although there will be times when it seems that isn't true, just remember what you do have and know its yours. Life is what you make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mom and Dad are going to be the best parents you have ever known! They will love you with undying abundance! They will feed you with their hearts and you will feed them in return. You are a part of them and will never be apart from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready! I am ready to be the best Uncle I can be. I am ready to be the best brother I can be. I am ready to be the best Godfather I can be. Together we will grow in ways we never imagined. I hope to one day express my gratitude for your coming into my life.  You are a blessing to us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you sweetheart. Super B! Brooklyn, my first niece, my teacher, friend and fellow spirit. This thing they call life is yours for the taking! Grab on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the hands of God, we recieve you into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth, Life, Love and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;M@ aka SuperUnk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9742823-110374822586662712?l=superbrooklyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110374822586662712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9742823&amp;postID=110374822586662712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110374822586662712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9742823/posts/default/110374822586662712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbrooklyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/let-adventure-begin.html' title='Let the Adventure begin!'/><author><name>Max Radico</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07764269551379451001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie-PAfTEU5w/SlUFYJ8ZWzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UePhJLp5fFs/S220/gilghop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
