<?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-5805502771123955385</id><updated>2012-02-10T10:19:35.580+02:00</updated><category term='Chitara'/><category term='Primii pasi'/><category term='masina'/><category term='Imre'/><category term='DROGURI'/><category term='Urbancolia'/><category term='Dan Sociu'/><category term='padure'/><category term='bebe'/><category term='6 luni'/><category term='Baby Drink'/><category term='POZE MAREA NEAGRA'/><category term='beblusi'/><category term='Aniversare 30 ani'/><category term='Paste'/><category term='inscrieri'/><category term='motocicleta'/><category term='gradinita'/><category term='Graco'/><category term='get high'/><category term='Zoltan'/><category term='soldat'/><category term='medicamente'/><category term='muzica'/><category term='parc'/><category term='renunt'/><category term='9 luni'/><category term='centura'/><category term='de-a busilea'/><category term='mere'/><category term='tuns'/><category term='NAN'/><category term='Florii'/><category term='plaga'/><category term='aniversare 1 an'/><category term='prima data'/><category term='Marea Neagra'/><category term='Pizza'/><category term='cursa'/><category term='bormasina'/><category term='supravietuire'/><category term='Hamsii'/><category term='Design'/><category term='accident'/><category term='mancare'/><category term='antrenament'/><category term='Chicco'/><category term='airsoft'/><category term='spalat pe cap'/><category term='intarcarea'/><category term='moto'/><category term='BMW'/><category term='alimentatia'/><category term='pamant'/><category term='Piranha'/><category term='natura'/><category term='Monteoru'/><category term='scaun auto'/><category term='F650'/><category term='10 luni'/><category term='salveaza viata'/><category term='turism'/><category term='eco'/><category term='matei merge singur'/><category term='dinti'/><title type='text'>Agentul 070707</title><subtitle type='html'>... sau viata prin ochii altora</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-6719649868889875602</id><published>2011-11-07T17:12:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T08:44:17.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Roman, caut Republica"</title><content type='html'>Ehei, dragii mosului, uite ca incet, incet, statul roman ne impinge unul cate unul catre granitele sale. Stai si te gandesti ca daca tu n-ai avut sanse foarte mari sa traiesti intr-o tara civilizata, cu politicieni ce isi iubesc tara cu adevarat, cu oameni care sa moara, la propriu, pentru pamanturile, apele si padurile lasate de vechii daci, macar copiii tai vor avea sansa asta. Daca te gandesti asa...esti prost. Prost informat, desigur.&lt;div&gt;Cei ce formeaza elita conducatoare a amaratei noastre tarisoare s-au hoatrat sa arunce pe mainele investitorilor straini ultimele resurse naturale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filmul de mai jos este ultimul bolovan dintr-o lunga serie aruncata spre noi. Niste pietricele mai mici care cad ca o ploaie mocaneasca, interminabila, sunt reprezentate de rahatii de pe strada ai cainilor, gropile din asfalt care se maresc si se inmultesc parca mereu, pe zi ce trece, doamnele de la ghiseele postei romane care ma cearta si striga la mine ca nu am ambalat corect un nenorocit de colet, autostrazile care nu se mai termina (de construit), sutele de taxe si impozite pe aer, pe miros, pe plimbare inainte, pe plimbare la stanga, pe plimbare la dreapta, pe inspirat si pe, bineinteles, pe respirat un impozit separat, oamenii cu privirea in gol, imbracati saracacios, cu haine si suflete gri... Mai vreti pietricele d-astea zilnice? Am un cer plin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce viitor luminos se vede-n zare pentru Matei? De unde sa apara? Deasupra norilor din care cade grindina asta micuta se afla alti nori, mai mari iar deasupra lor altii si altii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma simt exact ca in Fagaras, in caldarea lacului Caltun. Trei zile am stat acolo fiind inconjurati de o ceata deasa si ploaie ce nu se mai oprea. Mi-am luat inima-n dinti si am urcat pe un varf ce se ridica deasupra cetii si...surpriza maxima: peste tot, in jur era un soare de-ti sareau ochii din cap... Atunci am luat decizia corecta si am plecat spre...tari mai calde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fine... imi ametesc supararea cu niste episoade din Garfield, un DVD luat la oferta cu nu stiu ce ziar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romania, te iubesc, dar dragoste cu forta...nu se poate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EUbcriAdets?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-6719649868889875602?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/6719649868889875602/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=6719649868889875602' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6719649868889875602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6719649868889875602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2011/11/roman-caut-republica.html' title='&quot;Roman, caut Republica&quot;'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EUbcriAdets/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4710939778026159026</id><published>2011-09-08T20:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:39:46.409+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Omul si Luna!</title><content type='html'>- Hei, Matei, omul a ajuns pe Luna. Stiai?&lt;br /&gt;-...care om?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4710939778026159026?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4710939778026159026/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4710939778026159026' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4710939778026159026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4710939778026159026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2011/09/omul-si-luna.html' title='Omul si Luna!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4446949631751566713</id><published>2011-07-19T13:26:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:27:12.018+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='padure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pamant'/><title type='text'>Special pentru Matei</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;http://www.homethemovie.org/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4446949631751566713?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.homethemovie.org/' title='Special pentru Matei'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4446949631751566713/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4446949631751566713' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4446949631751566713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4446949631751566713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2011/07/special-pentru-matei.html' title='Special pentru Matei'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4246707850837468397</id><published>2011-07-19T13:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:14:26.354+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airsoft'/><title type='text'>Airsoft</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;La adapost de bilele suieratoare :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GdgkA6ykO1k/TiVYGiFID9I/AAAAAAAACDI/X7z5wnpeusM/s1600/ABCD0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GdgkA6ykO1k/TiVYGiFID9I/AAAAAAAACDI/X7z5wnpeusM/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631003778347438034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4246707850837468397?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ironsky.hi2.ro/index.php' title='Airsoft'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4246707850837468397/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4246707850837468397' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4246707850837468397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4246707850837468397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2011/07/airsoft.html' title='Airsoft'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GdgkA6ykO1k/TiVYGiFID9I/AAAAAAAACDI/X7z5wnpeusM/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-1297851463773406930</id><published>2011-07-15T11:30:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T11:55:44.992+03:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Ani si bicicleta pentru barbati!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;UN-artistic post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marea nouatate a acestei perioade este ca Matei, cu aproape o saptamana inainte sa implineasca 4 ani, a invatat sa mearga pe bicicleta fara rotile ajutatoare. Este foarte mandru de aceasta realizare (si pe buna dreptate, sunt adulti care nu stiu sa mearga pe bicicleta!). Din pacate nu am imagini intrucat a trebuit sa alerg in spatele lui pentru a-i asigura mana de ajutor atunci cand avea nevoie de ea. Si am alergat, nu gluma :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dupa o saptamana de alergat am decis sa-l mai las singur. Cu ocazia asta a descoperit ca daca pune frana fata pe nisip...o sa stea mai multe zile cu urmele de julituri pe fata, nas, coate, genunchi si barbie. Asta este, ne ridicam si mergem mai departe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Distractia la Petrecerea de 4 ani a fost asigurata de prezenta a trei prietene (Sara, Ariana si Maia) precum si de cea a celor 11 adulti pentru care nicio ocazie nu-i nepotrivita pentru a petrece (cu tort de inghetata si cu confetti aruncate prin casa)&lt;nu, tortul="" nu="" a="" fost="" aruncat="" prin="" casa=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matei creste repede, toate se petrec intr-un ritm alert, vin faze noi, pleaca cele vechi pentru ca mai apoi sa revina... Imi este imposibil sa descriu corect cum luptele dintre noi il transforma pe pitic intr-un pirat ce se lupta cu soldatii pentru suprematie pe mare, cum bicicleta fara roti ajutatoare este dovada faptului ca acum este baiat mare si nu bebelus...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zilele trecute i-am explicat sumar despre calciu si taria oaselor. De la o discutie banala am ajuns la a-mi cere sa-i arat pe calculator sistemul osos, muscular, circulator si o sectiune prin stratul de piele sa vada cum e aceasta inauntru. &lt;em&gt;"De ce doare si curge sange cand te lovesti?! Ce este in cap? Cum arata ochii inauntru? Aaaa ca niste mingiute!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trec de la una la alta acum pentru ca afara sunt 35grade iar mintea mea refuza sa gandeasca in mod coerent.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lui Matei ii place foarte mult prin padure. Am fost de cateva ori cu el la Monteoru prin padure si a urcat fara probleme. Ii place sa razbeasca prin tufisuri dese pentru ca asa fac oamenii puternici iar el este cel mai puternic! M-a intrebat cum se face focul. I-am explicat toate variantele pe care le cunosc iar la final imi zice: " &lt;em&gt; si daca nu ai nici chibrituri, nici amnar, nici lupa, nici lemn, nici sfoara, nici baterie, nici curent....cu ce poti sa faci focul??!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-1297851463773406930?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/1297851463773406930/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=1297851463773406930' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1297851463773406930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1297851463773406930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-ani-si-bicicleta-pentru-barbati.html' title='4 Ani si bicicleta pentru barbati!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5795031589312076187</id><published>2011-04-27T11:38:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T12:15:27.676+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Copilaria noastra pierduta?</title><content type='html'>Oare cati dintre copiii zilelor noastre mai stiu sa se joace cu adevarat. Ma refer la joaca in tarana, cu ceilalti copii, cu strigate de bucurie si fara teama ca daca se murdaresc pe maini vor fi certati de parinti ca se vor imbolnavi cu cine stie ce bacillus etcaeteralus. Oare au apus vremurile in care alergatul prin praf, cocotatul pe garduri sau in pomi, si joaca pe ulita erau la putere? Eu sper din tot sufletul sa nu! Vreau sa cred ca un televizor, o manea sau un calculator nu vor avea puterea sa fure copilaria si placerea jocului autentic.&lt;br /&gt;Voi, cei care cititi aceste randuri, va mai amintiti prietenii vostri din copilarie? Cei cu care alergati, va certati si radeati in fiecare zi? Mie mi se pare ca prietenii lui Matei sunt aceiasi prieteni ai fiecaruia dintre noi. Sunt copiii care trec in fuga peste jocurile pe calculator in drumul lor spre ulita plina de ... germeni nascociti.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i asa ca va e dor de viata-n praf, murdari pana la urechi, cu zoaiele intinse pe obrajii rosii, plini de sanatate si aer curat? Nu va e dor de strigatele fericite ale copiilor lipsiti de griji? Eu sunt un fericit! Am sansa si bucuria sa ma joc din nou. Autentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA4tttYyy7Y/TbfbFLKEKLI/AAAAAAAABzc/ttFBP4MRhac/s1600/DSCF1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185543599335602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA4tttYyy7Y/TbfbFLKEKLI/AAAAAAAABzc/ttFBP4MRhac/s320/DSCF1567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yo8XXw8qRkM/TbfbEw-LhNI/AAAAAAAABzU/V6TKlyit7OU/s1600/DSCF1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185536570164434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yo8XXw8qRkM/TbfbEw-LhNI/AAAAAAAABzU/V6TKlyit7OU/s320/DSCF1562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHggs5IvZpk/TbfbE6CZgmI/AAAAAAAABzM/jlVqpv14Gq0/s1600/DSCF1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185539003777634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHggs5IvZpk/TbfbE6CZgmI/AAAAAAAABzM/jlVqpv14Gq0/s320/DSCF1558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185082705512082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKc3r6BQivY/TbfaqWMahpI/AAAAAAAAByM/5FPPYfjz0h4/s320/DSCF1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9XbU0-C68o/TbfaqMkNreI/AAAAAAAAByE/mQR6Zvb-u6g/s1600/DSCF1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185080120978914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9XbU0-C68o/TbfaqMkNreI/AAAAAAAAByE/mQR6Zvb-u6g/s320/DSCF1502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxeX8I1jPic/Tbfap8e24oI/AAAAAAAABx8/7StmHo2mda8/s1600/DSCF1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185075803546242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxeX8I1jPic/Tbfap8e24oI/AAAAAAAABx8/7StmHo2mda8/s320/DSCF1498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-OOGG2iuMU/Tbfap5iq2mI/AAAAAAAABx0/aDZ3eBES1u8/s1600/DSCF1492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185075014228578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-OOGG2iuMU/Tbfap5iq2mI/AAAAAAAABx0/aDZ3eBES1u8/s320/DSCF1492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDl8XHF461A/TbfapslBi7I/AAAAAAAABxs/Q2DEguvbCwg/s1600/DSCF1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600185071534443442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDl8XHF461A/TbfapslBi7I/AAAAAAAABxs/Q2DEguvbCwg/s320/DSCF1483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Va multumesc din inima, copii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5795031589312076187?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5795031589312076187/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5795031589312076187' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5795031589312076187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5795031589312076187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2011/04/copilaria-noastra-pierduta.html' title='Copilaria noastra pierduta?'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA4tttYyy7Y/TbfbFLKEKLI/AAAAAAAABzc/ttFBP4MRhac/s72-c/DSCF1567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5506001297220193485</id><published>2010-11-21T15:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:12:55.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar doua zile</title><content type='html'>Se apropie toamna. Ce daca e 21 noiembrie? La ce calduri au fost zilele astea nu prea iti vine sa zici ca suntem pe final de toamna. Abia azi s-a mai racit vremea putin, ceva ceata, nori.  E bine. Vine toamna.&lt;br /&gt;Lui Matei nu-i pasa ca e vara, toamna sau iarna. El a renuntat la gradinita. Cel putin deocamdata. Dupa o saptamana de trezit la 7 dimineata s-a saturat. Il poate condamna cineva? Nu vrea sa mai mearga la gradinita pentru ca acolo ii dau mancare. El vrea sa manance dimineata acasa iar cand il intreaba doamna educatoare daca a mancat ceva sa zica: "Da, am mancat. Eu nu mai mananc acum" Si tine povestea asta si la masa de dimineata si la cea de pranz. E o nebunie cu masa!! Nu vrea sa manance mancarea daca aceasta are cartofi. Nu mananca branza si nici cascaval, nici piure, nici orez si nici fasole. In principiu cam ce e moale refuza.&lt;br /&gt;In schimb daca ii dai ciorba de perisoare nu-l mai ridici de la masa.&lt;br /&gt;Acum este plecat la bunici. O saptamana de joaca in aer curat alaturi de alti zece copii. Se cam plictiseste el cat ceilalti merg la gradinita sau la scoala dimineata insa pana seara scoate untul din ei :)&lt;br /&gt;Fara MAtei parca nu suntem noi. Ne invartim de colo colo prin casa si nu reusim sa ne umplem timpul pe care il foloseam pentru discutiile si joaca cu Matei cu nimic altceva. Incercam sa stam mai mult impreuna. Incercam sa ne relaxam, sa nu mai stam cu urechile ciulite spre camera lui, sa nu ne mai gandim daca a mancat sau daca e ora de somn...&lt;br /&gt;Ne e dor de Matei...Tare!&lt;br /&gt;....si n-au trecut decat 2 zile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5506001297220193485?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5506001297220193485/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5506001297220193485' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5506001297220193485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5506001297220193485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/11/doar-doua-zile.html' title='Doar doua zile'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7219958377317450634</id><published>2010-09-20T09:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:09:40.070+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gradinita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prima data'/><title type='text'>Prima zi de gradinita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/TJcIa_DBQKI/AAAAAAAABPk/qchTraK4Tb0/s1600/DSCF0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/TJcIa_DBQKI/AAAAAAAABPk/qchTraK4Tb0/s320/DSCF0292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518889128059551906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si se facu si 20 septembrie... Gradinitele si-au inceput programul cam cu o saptamana inainte insa...voi, cei care cititi acest text acum stiti ca de-aici incepe totul. Odata intrat in sistem nu mai scapi. Trezirea dimineata la ora fixa, mersul la gradinita, program impus de altii, ora incerta de intoarcere acasa. Dupa cativa ani incepe scoala primara. Cam la fel dar mai naspa. In aceeasi ordine de idei gimnaziul, putina distractie la liceu urmata de distractie maxima in studentie (care fie vorba intre noi, va fi umbrita din cand in cand de sesiunile de examene).In acelasi "registru cu acorduri fine" intra si serviciul. Sefi, subalterni, probleme, salariu, sedinte, costum, uneori si realizari de care esti mandru, apoi iar trezirea de la ora 6, iar mersul spre orice, iar program, iar ora incerta de plecare...seara somn si ciclul se reia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Va recunoasteti? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lasand la o parte introducerea oarecum demoralizanta, vreau sa trecem la pregatirile anterioare (ATENTIE!! AM ZIS PREGATIRI, NU VANZARI!!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inscrierea copilului se face inca din vara, intr-o perioada fixa anuntata de ministerul invatamantului. Se completeaza o cerere tip de inscriere si apoi astepti rezultatul. Daca esti norocos la finalul inscrierilor si dupa analizarea cererilor de catre consiliile gradinitelor, iti vei vedea numele scris pe lista celor admisi. daca nu, nu. Apoi trebuie sa duci fisa medicala a copilului, certificatul de nastere in copie (parca, nu mai stiu exact ca a fost demult) un dosar, niste coli si cam atat. In tot acest timp Matei as stiut ce facem, de ce mergem la medicul de familie, de ce mergem la gradinita, etc, etc. L-am luat cu mine peste tot. I-am aratat gradinita, sala de clasa, jucariile, desenele facute de alti copii, jocurile desenate pe asfalt, groapa cu nisip din curte. I-am prezentat-o pe doamna educatoare si i-am spus exact ce se va intampla in termeni pozitivi. Copilul trebuie sa stie (aproape) totul despre gradinita. Trebuie sa i se explice ca nu va ramane acolo tot timpul si ca parintii vor veni sa il ia la un anume moment (dupa masa, dupa ce se trezeste sau la orice alt moment stabilit) Sub nicio forma nu trebuie sa intarzii in a-l lua de la gradinita la momentul stabilit. Se va simti parasit si va intra in panica. Am vazut copii care urlau, tipau si plangeau la usa in prima zi. Derutant si pentru ei si pentru ceilalti copii.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NU amenintati copilul cu graduinita (Lasa ca vezi tu ce-ai sa patesti la gradinita! O sa scoata untul din voi daca...nu mananci (dormi, asculti, vorbesti, esti cuminte, etc, etc, etc!!))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cum te-ai simti tu, adult, daca cineva ti-ar spune (Lasa ca o sa te duci tu la noul loc de munca si ai sa vezi ce sef rau vei avea acolo! O sa te puna sa muncesti peste program, o sa-ti taie din salariu, nu-ti va da concediu chiar daca ai dreptul, etc, etc??) Te-ai mai duce acolo daca ai avea de ales??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incepusem a scrie gandindu-ma la comportamentul lui Matei in aceasta dimineata dar am sfarsit pana la urma in lucruri mult prea serioase.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Da tati, ai dreptate, hai sa le spun eu cum a inceput ziua asta pentru mine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In timp ce visam cum ma jucam in padure cu Pufi, ursuletul meu, il aud pe tati asa, de departe, spunand ca trebuie sa ma trezesc, sa mergem la gradinita. Stiam eu de cateva zile ca trebuie sa mergem azi dar parca imi placea mai mult sa ma joc prin padure in somn... Am incercat eu sa mai alerg dupa ursulet insa nu stiu cum am facut si am deschis un ochi. L-am vazut pe tati zambind langa patutul meu. Hmm, interesant, am deschis si celalalt ochi si...m-am trezit. L-am intrebat..."Megem la ghidiniţă?" Mi-a raspuns cu veselie &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Daaa, mergem la gradinitaaa!! O sa te joci acolo toata ziua, o sa desenati, o sa radeti, o sa va citeasca doamna educatoare povesti. Apoi o sa mananci impreuna cu ceilalti copii la masutele si scaunelele acela mici&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Eu veau sa mananc onţ-onţ cu lapte!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Nu stiu, puiule, daca aveti ronţ-ronţ cu lapte, insa cu siguranta o sa fie ceva bun bun de mancare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am mers la baie si ne-am spalat pe dintisori si pe fata apoi ne-am imbracat sa plecam. Am luat ghiozdanelul (care era foarte greu si pana la urma l-a luat tati) si am plecat cu nerabdare si ceva emotii spre gradinita. Pe drum ne-am intalnit cu mami. Am fost foarte bucuros pentru ca mami intotdeauna are ceva pentru mine in geanta ei. Astazi mi-a luat revista cu Fulger Mc. Queen. Avea doua masinute!! Sergentul si Bucsa. Am fost foooarte multumit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cat am mai vorbit si-am mai sarit peste borduri..am ajuns la ghidiniţă. La intrare in cladire erau mai multi copii cu parintii lor de mana. Era coada la intrare!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tati mi-a explicat ca fiecare copil trebuie sa treaca pe la cabinetul medical sa se uite doamna asistenta la noi. Sa nu fim raciti sau sa nu avem febra pentru ca i-am putea imbolnavi si pe ceilalti copii. Nu prea stiam eu ce sa fac atunci cand mi-a venit randul. Am intrat in cabinet si am vrut sa merg mai departe dar doamna m-a oprit, m-a luat obrajii in palme si mi-a zis sa deschid gura si sa scot limba. Mi-a fost un pic teama pentru ca nu stiam exact ce o sa-mi faca dar eu ii vazusem si pe ceilalti copii ca fac la fel si m-am imbarbatat. Pana la urma era si tati cu mine acolo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dupa acest mic control medical am urcat treptele pena la etajul unu si am ajuns in fata salii de clasa. Acolo, pe hol, tati si mami mi-au dat jos hainele cu care am venit pe drum si m-au imbracat cu unele mai subtiri. Mi-au schimbat si incaltamintea si...am ciocanit la usa clasei. Am intrat ţopaind!! De cand asteptam eu momentul acesta! Doamna m-a recunoscut si impreuna cu ceilalti copii mi-a spus "Bine ai venit Matei!" Copiii mi-au zis si ei "Buna, Matei"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tati mi-a spus ca o sa vina sa ma ia dupa ce ma trezesc din somnul de dupa-amiaza iar eu am fugit spre masuta in jurul careia erau stransi ceilalti copii&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In sfarsit, am ajuns la GRADINITA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pe drumul spre casa mami si tati erau mai emotionati decat Matei. Se uitau unul la altul si nu stiau cum sa-si exprime ceea ce simteau. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Mami, ai emotii? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Ăhă... Mai mari decat ale lui Matei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Si eu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu stiu ce este in sufletul lui mami insa cu siguranta tati se simte singur, vinovat ca l-a lasat pe Matei acolo, fara sa-i fie aproape daca ar avea nevoie de ajutor. Singur, vinovat dar FOARTE FERICIT! Matei a crescut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-75cda43a52e0a89b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75cda43a52e0a89b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8FD06B54BB74B0D5246B45D11305C98708F3BCD.76478CB68AF83DD54BFA6894F8119F7518715656%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75cda43a52e0a89b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2LeGYizCjLyDecAQAcyz0m4NI8E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75cda43a52e0a89b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8FD06B54BB74B0D5246B45D11305C98708F3BCD.76478CB68AF83DD54BFA6894F8119F7518715656%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75cda43a52e0a89b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2LeGYizCjLyDecAQAcyz0m4NI8E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7219958377317450634?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=75cda43a52e0a89b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7219958377317450634/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7219958377317450634' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7219958377317450634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7219958377317450634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/09/prima-zi-de-gradinita.html' title='Prima zi de gradinita'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/TJcIa_DBQKI/AAAAAAAABPk/qchTraK4Tb0/s72-c/DSCF0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7866747540740159474</id><published>2010-06-12T10:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:16:45.941+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland, Paris (sau la pomu' laudat sa mergi cu bani si timp)</title><content type='html'>Suntem in Franta. Scopul principal al acestei plimbari este sa-l ducem pe Matei la Disneyland. Imi este greu sa fiu creativ acum pentru ca ploua... Am ajuns aici pe 8 iunie. Bucuresti soare, 30grade, Paris ploaie, 17grade.&lt;br /&gt;9 iunie, dimineata ploaie, pranz ploaie, seara ploaie&lt;br /&gt;10 iunie, dimineata ploaie, pranz putina ploaie si o plimbare cu umbrelele pe viaductul dinspre Piata Bastiliei, transformat in gradina suspendata apoi seara ploaie iara...&lt;br /&gt;11 iunie, dimineata SOARE!!!! Ne-am hotarat sa nu ratam acest inceput promitator si sa o zbughim spre Disneyland. Zis si facut...putin mai greu. Am ajuns pe la 12:00 la intrarea in parc. Copiii pana in 3 ani au intrarea gratuita in parcuri. Pentru cei care au de gand sa revina cel putin inca o data in cursul unui an exista abonamente extrem de avantajoase (100EUR/an cu acces nelimitat in cele doua parcuri) Noi am dat cate 53EUR/persoana pentru acces 1zi/1parc&lt;br /&gt;Inca de la inceput ar trebui sa stiti ca va ajunge o singura zi doar sa strabateti intregul parc pe jos FARA sa va dati in nimic! DOAR SA MERGETI!! ATAT!!&lt;br /&gt;Aglomeratie ca pe plaja la ...Costinesti. Pentru fiecare locatie de distractie (avioane ce se invart 90 secunde, pista cu masinute ce se deplaseaza pe un traseu tot de 90 secunde, RollerCoaster cu traseu de 60secunde) sau orice alta distractie la minim de timp, trebuie sa stai la coazi de pana la 45-60 minute fiecare. Singura distractie ce a durat mai mult, cam 30 minute (dupa o coada de 40 minute) a fost un tur al parcului cu un trenulet cu aburi.&lt;br /&gt;De la ora 12:00 pana la 18:30 nu am reusit decat sa facem jumatate din sectiunea Discoveryland Si mai aveam de facut inca 4 "landuri" (Adventureland, Frontierland, MainStreet-USA, Fantasyland)&lt;br /&gt;O singura zi nu va este de ajuns decat sa va amagiti simturile si dorintele. Aveti nevoie de cel putin o saptamana sa treceti prin fiecare loc de distractie.&lt;br /&gt;Parcul este plin de restaurante, magazine pline de suveniruri chinezesti la preturi exorbitante (cel putin pentru noi). Doar poza din rollercoaster era 15eur/buc...&lt;br /&gt;Mai am multe de scris insa trebuie sa ma pregatesc sa plecam iar plrin ploaie spre gradina Zoologica.&lt;br /&gt;Poate o sa mai scriu cate ceva si la intoarcere.&lt;br /&gt;V-am zis ca acum ploua iar??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7866747540740159474?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.disneylandparis.fr/index.xhtml' title='Disneyland, Paris (sau la pomu&apos; laudat sa mergi cu bani si timp)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7866747540740159474/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7866747540740159474' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7866747540740159474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7866747540740159474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/06/disneyland-paris-sau-la-pomu-laudat-sa.html' title='Disneyland, Paris (sau la pomu&apos; laudat sa mergi cu bani si timp)'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-3594696090124254175</id><published>2010-05-17T16:54:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:15:52.299+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DROGURI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get high'/><title type='text'>Sa cresti mare (Legal)</title><content type='html'>Zilele trecute am aflat cum cresc copiii.&lt;br /&gt;Pesemne d-aia stateau si fetele alea acolo... sa creasca.&lt;br /&gt;Legal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472249581934059298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S_FWAGV1nyI/AAAAAAAABNI/y0cR9tmYoGQ/s320/vise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-3594696090124254175?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/3594696090124254175/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=3594696090124254175' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/3594696090124254175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/3594696090124254175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/05/sa-cresti-mare-legal.html' title='Sa cresti mare (Legal)'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S_FWAGV1nyI/AAAAAAAABNI/y0cR9tmYoGQ/s72-c/vise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5679655365335382164</id><published>2010-05-17T16:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:42:17.229+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inscrieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gradinita'/><title type='text'>Carusel pentru hamsteri...(sau inscrieri la gradinita)</title><content type='html'>Sunt convins ca ati vazut cum arata un carusel pentru hamsteri. Este acea roata in care alearga animalutul pana lesina de oboseala. Eh, cam asa sunt depunerile de cereri pentru inscriereal la gradinita. Ma duc azi la gradinita numarul&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; din cartier sa il inscriu pe Matei. Ajung acolo, erau doua trei persoane, iau cererea, o completez, o dau doamnei director (sau directoare dupa noile propuneri ale preamaritior conducatori). Se uita la adresa trecuta in cerere si-mi spune ca ar fi indicat sa ma duc la gradinita &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sau la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sa ii fac inscriere pentru ca sunt mai aproape de domiciliul meu. Zic saru'mana de indicatie, las totusi cererea la doamna respectiva, imi iau numarul de inregistrare si plec spre gradinita &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; din acelasi cartier. Ajung acolo, stau la rand (aici erau mai multe persoane, cam cinci), ajung in fata, predau cererea, doamna se uita la adresa de domiciliu si-mi spune ca ar fi indicat sa depun cererea la gradinita &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sau la &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, pentru ca as avea domiciliul mai aproape de acestea. Las cererea, iau nr de inregistrare, multumesc pentru sfaturi si informatii si ma duc la gradinita &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Aceasta este cea mai faimoasa gradinita din cartier. Toata lumea vrea aici. Doamna director e putin cam invizibila insa are doua asistente (sa le spun doua maini drepte?? :D) care preiau cererile. Acestea se uita in cerere, o inregistreaza, imi dau numarul de inregistrare si...cu cea mai detasata expresie imi spun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Dar la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sau la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ati fost? Ca parca sunt mai aproape de domiciliul dvs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobor scarile din fata gradinitei si ma indrept linistit catre aiurea. De fapt merg spre centru, daca tot sunt la egala departare de orice gradinita din cartier asta inseamna ca locuiesc fix in centrul cartierului.&lt;br /&gt;Halal consolare...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5679655365335382164?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5679655365335382164/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5679655365335382164' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5679655365335382164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5679655365335382164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/05/carusel-pentru-hamsterisau-inscrieri-la.html' title='Carusel pentru hamsteri...(sau inscrieri la gradinita)'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5623328899048139830</id><published>2010-05-13T13:31:00.020+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:01:15.718+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacanta prelungita</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;...inca o saptamana. Adica...mai vrei aici? Nu vrei sa vii la Bucuresti?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Nu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Vrei sa ramai la Monteoru?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Da!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ti-e dor de mami?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Da! Mate vrea vine Mami ici!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa Matei a inceput a doua saptamana de libertate, soare si aer curat.&lt;br /&gt;Acum nu stiu cui ii este mai greu...noua ca stam fara el sau lui ca sta fara noi...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vXouH-WHI/AAAAAAAABLk/VFaNwi3wzpg/s1600/DSCF6979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470703266947815538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vXouH-WHI/AAAAAAAABLk/VFaNwi3wzpg/s320/DSCF6979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In wknd-ul trecut am fost la o sarbatoare in Varlaam cu oi, miei, ciobani, mici, gogosi, pensiuni, costume nationale. Zgomotul puternic ( a se citi muzica populara) aproape ca era sa invinga dorinta lui Matei de gogosi. La inceput a fost ceva mai greu...&lt;br /&gt;Galagie, caldura mare, lume muuulta, fum de la mici si de la carnati. Parca era mai bine in masina. Si muzica aia atat de tare...&lt;br /&gt;Deh, asa o fi p-aici... Cred ca daca-mi voi acoperi urechile o sa mai scap de scandalul asta.&lt;br /&gt;Dar lumea de ce e vesela? Of... ce le-o place???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vZbxQQIzI/AAAAAAAABL0/a8B-l4E7Fgc/s1600/DSCF6986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470705243472798514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vZbxQQIzI/AAAAAAAABL0/a8B-l4E7Fgc/s320/DSCF6986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parca vazusem pe cineva cunoscut pe langa oala cu gogosi... Sa fie Bianca?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Iar vor oamenii astia sa imi faca poze??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vaEWNnLyI/AAAAAAAABL8/h4gq9xOZwGQ/s1600/DSCF6987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470705940588605218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vaEWNnLyI/AAAAAAAABL8/h4gq9xOZwGQ/s320/DSCF6987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biancaaaa!! Nu veni aici ca vor sa ne faca poze!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca vreti voi..dar noi nu vrem :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare nu se vede pe fetele noastre??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vcGfN_0bI/AAAAAAAABMI/wj6PnqPpMSo/s1600/DSCF7004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470708176389132722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vcGfN_0bI/AAAAAAAABMI/wj6PnqPpMSo/s320/DSCF7004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce a balacit niste oi prin balta, stimabilul domn Cioban le-a trimis in tarcul lor ceva mai sus, pe deal. E drept, le-a trimis cam greu pentru ca reporterii diferitelor televiziuni au impiedicat mersul firesc al naturii. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca n-au filmat, pozat, fotografiat oile, caprele, ciobanul... din toate unghiurile posibile... Parca-si puneau speranta unui &lt;em&gt;"puliţer"&lt;/em&gt; in imaginile captate. Pai na de va uitati si voi! Se calcau pe picioare pentru un interviu luat domnului Cioban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vdbAvQ5OI/AAAAAAAABMQ/o_8r5fX76AQ/s1600/DSCF7021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470709628496045282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vdbAvQ5OI/AAAAAAAABMQ/o_8r5fX76AQ/s320/DSCF7021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum, eu stiu ca toti vreti sa faceti poze cu mine, dar la cate bunatati mi-au trecut prin fata... nu ma lasati sa mananc si eu un bulz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, nene, unde pleci tu cu mamaliguta aia aburind? Te mai intorci? Hai ca mamaia si doamnele de la Antrec pot astepta......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceva mai tarziu mi-am gasit un loc linistit la umbra. Se auzeau pasarelele ciripind in pomi, vantul cum sufla printre frunze...cand, deodata...WOOW! Asa trebuie sa fie... De fapt si de drept, asta e realitatea, nu ce dau aia la teveu, nu-i asa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b88490c328adffd0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db88490c328adffd0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A3CED586E8623992BB1A3FEE2F32659BC289640.705C321169C21C42C9DEF89E752C9F7BB78F3924%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db88490c328adffd0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGLYenZRxP9b9pH9DRzsyJWLby8E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db88490c328adffd0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A3CED586E8623992BB1A3FEE2F32659BC289640.705C321169C21C42C9DEF89E752C9F7BB78F3924%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db88490c328adffd0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGLYenZRxP9b9pH9DRzsyJWLby8E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vimC0b93I/AAAAAAAABMY/NEC4-tgpF7E/s1600/mateisestramba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470715315591313266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vimC0b93I/AAAAAAAABMY/NEC4-tgpF7E/s320/mateisestramba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dupa ce mi-am delectat privirea si auzul m-am asezat linistit pe-o bancuta si in sfarsit am acceptat o sedinta foto. Dar ce, credeati ca o sa le fie usor?? Noooo! M-am strambat cat am putut. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un final am cedat si i-am lasat sa-mi faca si &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vlowm0QtI/AAAAAAAABMg/5K_A8QPmWZQ/s1600/DSCF7045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470718660776837842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vlowm0QtI/AAAAAAAABMg/5K_A8QPmWZQ/s320/DSCF7045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cateva cadre reusite :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vl7eU_2VI/AAAAAAAABMo/61x-mWRHnhs/s1600/DSCF7034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470718982287776082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vl7eU_2VI/AAAAAAAABMo/61x-mWRHnhs/s320/DSCF7034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum, dupa asa munca solicitanta, n-ar fi bine sa trag un pui de somn...?&lt;br /&gt;Io'zic ca o gaina ar fi mai buna, ca-i mai mare :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470719645496565154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vmiE-S3aI/AAAAAAAABM0/pbxGbf8oLmk/s320/DSCF7084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN fine, dupa atata somn (de fapt n-am dormit, doar mi-am odihnit ochii) m-am hotarat sa trag o tura cu masina. Se pare ca toata lumea a fost incantata de prestatia mea ca sofer :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470720507594521010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vnUQidubI/AAAAAAAABM8/ng-rxrnxlIY/s320/DSCF7103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acestea fiind spuse, cu inspiratia la nivel minim, trebuie sa va spun la buna re-citire. NU de alta, da' mi-e foame...&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5623328899048139830?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b88490c328adffd0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5623328899048139830/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5623328899048139830' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5623328899048139830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5623328899048139830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacanta-prelungita.html' title='Vacanta prelungita'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S-vXouH-WHI/AAAAAAAABLk/VFaNwi3wzpg/s72-c/DSCF6979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-6258289817462973176</id><published>2010-03-19T23:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:02:02.160+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antrenament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supravietuire'/><title type='text'>Distractie placuta, Matei!</title><content type='html'>Gata, maine o s-o facem si p-asta! Cred ca-i va fi mult mai bine decat inchisoarea asta plina de fum, gaze si rahati de caini pe strada. O saptamana de antrenamente sustinute, tehnici de supravietuire, orientare turistica si alte alea. Baza de antrenamente a agentului nostru va fi stabilita intr-o zona deosebita a carei locatie nu poate fi desconspirata. Antrenorii sai personali deja se afla acolo si il asteapta cu nerabdare.&lt;br /&gt;Revenim cu amanunte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-6258289817462973176?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/6258289817462973176/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=6258289817462973176' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6258289817462973176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6258289817462973176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/03/distractie-placuta-matei.html' title='Distractie placuta, Matei!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-3175186354657811435</id><published>2010-03-12T08:31:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:43:13.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Matei, Bonghi si programul de odihna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S5uWaRr0KhI/AAAAAAAABJY/yzufR7BN_vQ/s1600-h/Imag073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448113552402688530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S5uWaRr0KhI/AAAAAAAABJY/yzufR7BN_vQ/s320/Imag073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum dorm. E drept. Insa mintea mea il viseaza pe Bonghi.&lt;br /&gt;Bonghi este elefantelul meu mov-albastru pe care tati ma pune sa-l adorm la pranz. Nu stiu exact cum s-a intamplat insa Bonghi a crescut atat de mare incat am putut sa ma sui pe el si sa-l scot la o plimbare. Din doi pasi am strabatut campiile intinse ce isi tin obrazu'-n soare si am ajuns la marginea padurii. Caldura acestora este invinsa in timp ce ne apropiem de primii copaci. Racoarea padurii ne imbie sa patrundem tot mai adanc in ea. Doamne, e atat de bine aici... Trebuia sa vin mai demult. Cu toate ca sunt cu Bonghi, parca mai lipseste ceva... Ah! Da! Nu se aude niciun glas de pasarele printre fosnetul copacilor. Nicio gaza, nicio furnicuta ... Nicio vietate nu-si face simtita prezenta. Hmm... Ciudat... Tati imi tot spune ca padurile sunt pline de animale, pasari, gandacei.... Cu toate acestea nimic nu pare sa-i confirme spusele. Poate ca s-au retras mai in adancul ei. Sa evite caldura aproape insuportabila ce-si trimite valurile printre copacii de la magine. In acel moment m-am hotarat. Trebuie sa merg pana voi gasi prima vietate. Ii soptesc lui Bonghi sa mareasca pasul catre inima padurii. Si el stie ca ceva nu este bine cu aceasta. Am mers in pas alert aproape toata ziua fara sa gasim nici macar un gandacel. Seara cobora incet peste padure aruncand umbre destul de ... neplacute. Ne-am hotarat sa ne oprim si sa ne pregatim de noapte. Am cautat cateva crengi mai groase pe care le-am aranjat astfel incat sa formez un adapost. Peste ele am pus cateva crengute si mai multe frunze astfel incat daca noaptea va ploua sa nu ne ude. Bonghi a adus muschi de piatra pe care l-am pus in adapost iar peste el un strat de iarba. Am facut un foc si ne-am asezat langa el. Cred ca am adormit pe trompa lui Bonghi. Ceva timp mai incolo, Bonghi ma trezeste usor si imi face semn sa pastrez linistea. Mi-am dat seama ca focul se stinsese. Ah! Ba nu! Bonghi il stinsese punand pamant peste el. Ceva se intampla in padure! Un murmur, niste tanguiri, pansete se azeau dintr-o anume directie. Impreuna cu Bonghi ne-am indreptat usor, fara sa facem nici cel mai mic zgomot spre directia de unde veneau acele zgomote. Dupa cateva minute de mers am ajuns la marginea unei poieni pline cu animale. Erau acolo toate natiile de animale. Erau ursi, caprioare, mistreti, vulpi, cocosi de munte, vrabii, bot grosi, ciocanitori, pasari ale caror nume nici nu le cunosteam. Intr-un colt al poienii se stransesera carabusii, radastile, furnicile si toti gandaceii pamantului incercand sa se fereasca de animalele cele mari. Te-ai fi asteptat ca lupii sa alerge dupa iepurasi, pasarile sa prinda gandacei...dar nu. Nu se intampla asa ceva. Erau toate animalele foarte speriate si unele plangeau. Atunci mi-am luat inima-n dinti si m-am apropiat de un iepuras. L-am intrebat ce fac aici toate vietuitoarele astea? De ce s-au strans in poiana si de ce plang si sunt speriate? De ce nu se duc la casutele lor?&lt;br /&gt;Atunci iepurasul, stergandu-si boticul umed imi spuse:&lt;br /&gt;- Draga puiule de om, in aceasta padure si-a facut salasul o vrajitoare batrana, urata si rea la suflet. L-a inceput ne vedeam fiecare de treburile noastre. Noi de ale noastre si zgripturoaica de ale ei. Intr-o zi, o furnicuta a trecut prin curtea cotoroantei. Aceasta a iesit din casa si a inceput sa urle cat o tineau puterile. "- Cine cuteaza sa treaca prin curtea mea si sa faca atata zgomot??!!"&lt;br /&gt;Furnicuta s-a speriat si si-a cerut iertare de la baba.&lt;br /&gt;- Iarta-ma bunico, zise furnicuta, n-am vrut sa te deranjez. Mergeam spre casuta mea si ma gandeam la copilasii mei. Pesemne ca din greseala am trecut prin curtea dumitale. Te rog sa ma ierti.&lt;br /&gt;Baba, urata la suflet ce era, a inceput sa urle si mai tare:&lt;br /&gt;- Pe cine faci tu "bunica", a?!! EU sunt o regina! Sunt regina Tinutului Intunecat si drept pedeapsa te voi inchide pe tine si pe toata familia ta in poiana din mijlocul padurii!&lt;br /&gt;Zicand acestea, cotoroanta misca de doua ori cu bagheta in aer si balmaji o vraja din cuvinte ne-ntelese. Imediat sarmana furnicuta impreuna cu familia ei si cu toate animalele padurii se trezira in mijlocul poienii. Pesemne baba gresise vre-un cuvant in blestemul ei si acesta se intinse asupra tuturor animalelor. Uite asa, de trei zile stam aici, fara apa, fara mancare. O vrabiuta a incercat sa iasa din poiana dar imediat ce a trecut de primii copaci a cazut moarta. Pesemne vraja e asa de puternica incat nu ne lasa sa iesim vii de-aici.&lt;br /&gt;Acestea fiind spuse, iepurasul a inceput iar sa planga.&lt;br /&gt;Ascultand povestea acestuia, m-am dus catre Bonghi si i-am spus:&lt;br /&gt;- Draga Bonghi, nu putem sa lasam saracele animale sa moara de foame aici, in poiana asta vrajita. Hai sa mergem la cotoroanta si sa o fortam sa le dea drumul.&lt;br /&gt;Astfel ca m-am suit pe Bonghi si am alergat intr-un suflet catre casa baboantei. Bonghi se facuse de 20 de ori mai mare de cat era. Vazand vrajitoarea ca se apropie un urias, trase aer in piept si se unfla atat de tare incat ajunse la fel de mare precum Bonghi. Atunci eu am strigat la ea:&lt;br /&gt;- Hei, zgripturoaica batrana cu serpi in loc de par, da-le drumul imediat animalelor din poiana ca de nu o sa te fac una cu pamantul!&lt;br /&gt;- Cine?! Tu?! Un pui de om crede ca ma poate invinge pe mine?!! Regina Intunericului?! si zicand acestea se dadu in spate sa-si ia avant spre Bonghi si Matei. Din fericire, in timp ce se dadea in spate cotoroanta s-a impiedicat de casa ei care acum ramasese cat o buturuga. Degeaba a dat din maini sa-si tina echilibrul. A cazut pe spate. Lui Bonghi atat i-a trebuit! A fugit spre ea si a prins-o cu trompa. S-a invartit de 3 ori si a aruncat-o pe baba pana sus, pe Luna. Acolo toate puterile au parasit-o iar vraja ce tinea animalele padurii in poiana s-a sfaramat.&lt;br /&gt;Sa fi vazut bucurie!! In timp ce acestea veneau cu alai sa ii multumeasca lui Bonghi si lui Matei...se auzi un zgomot infernal...Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Am deschis ochii speriat. Mi-am dat seama ca se facuse deja ora 5 dupa amiaza iar vecinul de sus incepuse din nou lucrul cu bormasina. Deh..programul de odihna este intre orele 13:00 si 17:00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-3175186354657811435?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/3175186354657811435/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=3175186354657811435' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/3175186354657811435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/3175186354657811435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/03/matei-bonghi-si-programul-de-odihna.html' title='Matei, Bonghi si programul de odihna'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/S5uWaRr0KhI/AAAAAAAABJY/yzufR7BN_vQ/s72-c/Imag073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8161431169184128569</id><published>2010-03-11T08:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:13:25.399+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bormasina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mancare'/><title type='text'>Darea pe brazda si ciocanul rotopercutor</title><content type='html'>Cred ca stiu de ce scriu asa de rar aici. Incerc sa scriu de fiecare data cat mai artistic, sa am grija ca ochiul stimabilului cititor sa nu sufere de pe urma cine stie caror aberatii NE-artistice. Cand inspiratia e sufocata de cotidian...nu ramane decat sa ma gandesc la faptul ca ar trebui sa mai scriu cate ceva la Matei pe blog fara insa pune in practica acest lucru.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar in aceasta clipa cotidianul (reprezentat prin folosirea intensiva de catre vecinul ce s-a mutat de o saptamana a ciocanului rotopercutor&lt;bormasina&gt;) a sufocat inspiratia. Si e abia 9 dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;Ziceam ceva de darea pe brazda. Saptamana trecuta mamaia de la Saele a petrecut-o impreuna cu noi. De fapt... monopolul asupra ei i-a fost rezervat lui Matei. In aceasta perioada a avut loc darea pe brazda a puştiului. Dragilor, MATEI MANANCA DE RUPE!&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, toti cei care erati indurerati, disperati, nelinistiti, speriati, oripilati, deznadajduiti, ingroziti, emotionati, suparati sau mai stiu eu cum de faptul ca Matei o sa lesine de nemancare...acum puteti sa va linistiti. Aduceti-va starile emotionale la un nivel corespunzator faptului ca Matei este un copil normal, care mananca foarte bine atunci cand ii este foame. Gata? V-ati linistit? Eh, nu va asezati prea comod! Este doar intr-o perioada de crestere, cand organismul sau cere mai multa energie. Si voi ar trebui sa va incarcati cu putere intrucat va urma IAR o perioada in care nu va mai manca. Si iar o sa o luam de la capat:&lt;br /&gt;- Dar vai! Copilul asta cu ce traieste? Chiar nu mananca nimic??!!&lt;br /&gt;- Mai, de ce nu-i dati sa manance?&lt;br /&gt;- Saracul copil, cu ce-o creste? CU aer?&lt;br /&gt;- Ati fost cu el la doctor? Poate are ceva! I-ati facut analizele? I-au iesit bine?&lt;br /&gt;- Lasa-l ca vine el la tara! Sa vezi ce-o sa manance atunci...&lt;br /&gt;- Mai faceti-i niste analize. Mi se pare mie sau e cam galben?&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;Bormasina s-a oprit. La fel si inspiratia mea. Ba nu, bormasina a pornit iar. Inspiratia nu!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, inca ceva. Matei nu mai vrea sa fie tuns. Oare o fi bolnav? Sa-i mai fac niste analize?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8161431169184128569?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8161431169184128569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8161431169184128569' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8161431169184128569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8161431169184128569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/03/darea-pe-brazda-si-ciocanul.html' title='Darea pe brazda si ciocanul rotopercutor'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-1914025383618852247</id><published>2010-01-22T19:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:42:39.081+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare deschisa catre Mihnea Burcea</title><content type='html'>"&lt;br /&gt;Draga Mihnea,&lt;br /&gt;Bine ai intrat in lumea noastra (sau bine ai iesit..ca nu stiu exact cum să zic. De curand am aflat ca orice intrare inseamna o iesire..si invers...Complicat iar tu esti inca mic sa le intelegi pe toate) Numele meu este Matei. Inca nu am avut ocazia sa ne cunoastem deoarece tu esti abia venit in lumea noastra iar eu sunt deocamdata legat de parintii mei Vali si Mihaela.O sa ne cunoastem candva, nu-i nicio graba. Bucura-te de zilele linistite petrecute la maternitate. Cand vei ajunge acasa va fi o aglomeratie de n-o sa-ti crezi ochilor. Vor veni cu totii sa te vada, sa te giugiuleasca, sa te pupe pe picioare.. O sa-i vezi p-astia mari cum isi vor schimonosi feţel in fel si chip încercând sa te faca sa razi. Să te ţii tare. Lasă-i să se strâmbe cât vor dori. Vor renunta repede. Daca insă vei schiţa cel mai uşor zâmbet..te-ai ars. Nu mai scapi de ei.&lt;br /&gt;Nu rata nicio ocazie de a te bălăci in apă. E minunat. Poţi sa stropeşti peste tot si n-o sa paţesti nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Mai am multe să-ţi spun dar trebuie să ma duc la uşă. Tati a comandat pizza si mi+e o foame de nu te văd.&lt;br /&gt;Încă o dată iti urez o viaţă fericită, plină de iubire si de multi prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;Matei Muşa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vmmro.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.vmmro.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-1914025383618852247?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/1914025383618852247/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=1914025383618852247' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1914025383618852247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1914025383618852247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/01/scrisoare-deschisa-catre-mihnea-burcea.html' title='Scrisoare deschisa catre Mihnea Burcea'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5951635887770115033</id><published>2010-01-22T11:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:57:24.085+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Singuratate... (de parinte)</title><content type='html'>Iar a trecut mult timp fara sa scriu aici. Iar sunt multe petrecute si iar voi scrie mult prea putin fata de cate s-au intamplat. De fapt m-am hotarat sa scriu pentru ca astazi a fost prima data cand Matei a ramas singur in grija unei vecine. Ma gandeam.. "Iuhuuuu!!! Libeeeeer!!!" insa dupa 5 minute de singuratate am intrat in panica. NU ca mi-as fi facut griji de soarta lui prin strainatate...Nu! M-am panicat de singuratatea mea. Era mult prea multa liniste un casa, nici-un zgomot de masinute lovite in cursele fara sfarsit de pe circuitul din dormitor, nicio locomotiva care sa urce muntele imaginar format prin incretirea paturii...nicio sirena de salvare...liniste. Pur si simplu liniste. Credeam ca daca o sa fiu atent o sa-i aud pe Roş, Doc, Bucşă sau pe guraliva Flo. Nimic...&lt;br /&gt;Asta este panica provocata de liniste. Si da...este chiar &lt;em&gt;neliniştitoare!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum, după 30 de minute in care am trecut prin diverse stari  ce nu pot fi explicate chiar aşa de usor...Matei, insoţit de prietena lui Ariana, a revenit la bază pentru ...&lt;em&gt;pipi. &lt;/em&gt;Gata, s-a dus panica, s-a dus liniştea, s-au dus toate temerile mele si acum accept cu multă detaşare lupta celor doi cu valurile imaginare ale mării pe care navighează cu scaunul gonflabil din sufragerie. Din când în când barca devine maşină de curse...mateloţii devin piloţi iar marea agitată se transformă subit in traseu de raliu montan. Ce varietate la mine in sufragerie!&lt;br /&gt;Mulţumesc dragilor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fericit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5951635887770115033?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5951635887770115033/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5951635887770115033' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5951635887770115033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5951635887770115033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2010/01/singuratate-de-parinte.html' title='Singuratate... (de parinte)'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8117112829596760960</id><published>2009-10-12T11:20:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:37:12.047+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Masini, mancare si calculator</title><content type='html'>La acest moment Matei este la mine in brate si mimeaza ca sufla in lumanari. Din cand in cand mai zice Duca (prietenul sau, Luca). De unde pana unde? A vazut o poza cu Luca, de la ziua sa.&lt;br /&gt;Acum numeste o parte dintre cei care au fost la ziua lui: Adi, Duca (Luca), Cami (Carmen), Mie (Mihaela), Tata Duca (Matei crede acum ca Stefan este tatal lui Luca :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masinile&lt;br /&gt;Boon, ziceam in titlu de masini. Matei, la doi ani a invatat sa recunoasca pozitionarea pe masina a urmatoarelor elemente ale motorului: filtrul de aer, compresorul de aer conditionat, bateria de acumulatori, cutia cu relee, vasul de expansiune, modulul de ABS si filtrul de motorina. Pot sa pun pariu ca sunt persoane care citesc aceste randuri si care habar n-au ca exista asemenea elemente pe masina, darmite pozitionarea lor. Vreti dovada? Porniti filmul de mai jos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-56c4dc477d96cf0b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D56c4dc477d96cf0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3190DD8BACABC39DB476BEC2B2226829E6B0CB81.2E18EA51C54F6983237D25B8F8C2965477056657%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D56c4dc477d96cf0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeFASXiP7QsGK2TflZhaTqdQjhLo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D56c4dc477d96cf0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3190DD8BACABC39DB476BEC2B2226829E6B0CB81.2E18EA51C54F6983237D25B8F8C2965477056657%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D56c4dc477d96cf0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeFASXiP7QsGK2TflZhaTqdQjhLo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Da, asa este, aproape de necrezut cum un prichindel cu mijlocul gol (!!!) are capacitatea de a invata lucruri destinate in mod aproape exclusiv adultilor. Aceasta este dovada ca noi, cei din jurul lor, suntem formatorii (in bine sau rau) ai generatiei ulterioare. Putem foarte bine sa le punem la dispozitie timpul, cunostintele si viata noastra pentru ca ei sa fie mai mult decat suntem noi sau...le putem subestima capacitatile lor de invatare si sa-i lasam in ignoranta pana la vremea insuratorii. Depinde NUMAI de noi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mancarea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dupa cum unii dintre voi stiu deja, Matei nu prea s-a omorat cu mancarea de aproape un an de zile incoace. Nici noi nu l-am fortat. A mancat numai cat a vrut. Am fost convinsi ca mananca atat cat ii cere organismul si ca nu va rabda de foame. Cu toate acestea ne-am hotarat ca e cazul sa... (gata, a inceput sa planga. Vrea poze, ii este foame si somn. Revin...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(dupa o ora, dupa ce a mancat, i-am citit o poveste si a adormit)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...gasim o modalitate de a-l face sa manance mai consistent. Si am gasit-o. Intr-una din zile, suparate pe Matei ca acesta nu vrea sa manance cu Tati la masa, toate jucariile s-au hotarat sa plece in lumea mare, la alti copii care vor sa manance. Hotararea lor a fost pusa in practica. Pe parcursul unei dimineti, chiar in timp ce Matei se juca la el in camera, masinutele au inceput sa plece pe ascuns. In doua ore nu mai ramasese nicio jucarie! Raftul unde stateau de regula masinutele era gol, cosul cu jucarii plecase si el cu totul, masina de curse, ambulanta, tancul, tractorul..toate! Era asa liniste si pustiu la Matei in camera... I-am explicat motivul pentru care masinile au plecat. I-am mai spus faptul ca acestea se vor intoarce numai atunci cand va incepe sa manance. A doua zi le-a tot cautat, a intrebat de ele dar..nu a mancat. Credea ca vor veni... Masinile stiau insa ca baiatul nu mananca. Peste inca o zi, Matei a vazut ca nu-i de gluma si a mancat la pranz cot la cot cu noi. M-a intrebat daca se intorc jucariile si i-am spus ca da, se vor intoarce dar ele vor sa vada ca mananca si seara. In acea seara domnul Matei a mancat cu multa pofta. Cam la 5 minute dupa ce ne-am ridicat de la masa cineva a ciocanit la usa. S-a dus Matei sa vada cine este si... SURPRIZA! Prima masina care  s-a intors a fost Salvarea!! Era la usa, pe presul de la intrare si astepta sa intre in casa. Ne-am bucurat toti de aceasta vizita neasteptata. Se pare ca masinile au aflat ca Matei mananca si s-au hotarat sa se intoarca acasa unca cate una. In zilele urmatoare, dupa fiecare masa de pranz si uneori seara, dupa cina, mai ciocanea cate o masina la usa. Si uite asa, de aproape o saptamana Matei a inceput sa manance cam tot ce se gateste in casa (cartofi fierti, pilaf, omleta, ou fiert amestecat cu paine intr-o cana, ciorba de perisoare, fasole batuta...). Mai sunt cateva masini de sosit. Cele care s-au suparat mai tare si au plecat la copiii din alte tari. Dar in curand vor veni si acelea pentru ca Matei este un baiat care a inteles ca TOTUL are un pret.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calculatorul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indiferent cat de mult am vrut sa il feresc pe Matei de calculator...inevitabilul se produce pe zi ce trece. Sunt nevoit sa lucrez la calculator uneori si cand Matei nu doarme. A prins gustul pozelor. Ii plac foarte mult si comenteaza aproape fiecare imagine vazuta. Recunoaste personajele din imagini si le asociaza cu diverse evenimente petrecute impreuna cu ele. Nu e rau. I se dezvolta anumite procese de gandire. Face legatura dintre mouse, click si cursorul de pe ecran. Stie sa mute cursorul pe sagetile de navigare in pagina, sa dea click pe imagini in cooliris pentru ca acestea sa se mareasca... Asta este partea buna si frumoasa. Partea nasoala este ca atunci cand vede calculatorul deschis nu se mai intelege nimeni cu el. Plange, urla, vrea la monitor, la tastatura. Din ce in ce mai des sunt nevoit sa sting monitorul si de cele mai multe ori chiar sa opresc calculatorul de tot pentru a-i proteja ochii. Ii gasesc ceva de joaca, il mobilizez sa se ascunda prin casa si apoi sa-l caut, ii distrag atentia de la nenorocirea asta de calculator, ma joc cu el cu trenuletele, masinutele, ii citesc povesti si ii cant la chitara. E bine sa stie cat mai multe insa trebuie sa avem grija si la pretul platit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Supliment: Buna crestere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asa cum ii sade bine unui domn, Matei a invatat sa spuna "Te rog" (te doc). Il foloseste aproape la fiecare cerere, solicitare pe care o are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tati, te doc dus (tati te rog sus, ia-ma in brate), dos(jos), cam(mancam), nani, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A invatat sa spuna nooc (noroc) atunci cand cineva stranuta, sa zica padon (pardon) cand scapa gaze pe sus sau pe jos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spune pa-pa, da bezele, saluta ca militarii, da noroc ca barbatii si bate palma ca smecherii.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cam atat pentru astazi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Carmen, te astept sa si comentezi daca tot m-ai pus sa scriu atat! :) )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8117112829596760960?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=56c4dc477d96cf0b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8117112829596760960/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8117112829596760960' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8117112829596760960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8117112829596760960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2009/10/masini-mancare-si-calculator.html' title='Masini, mancare si calculator'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5429493355456031764</id><published>2009-09-17T19:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:00:11.889+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuvinte noi</title><content type='html'>Copilul ăsta evoluează de la un timp încoace foarte rapid. Abia reuşesc să ţin pasul cu el. Lista cuvintelor pe care le spune aproape s-a dublat (nu stiu sigur, o sa le număr imediat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuvinte noi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nica (Ilinca)&lt;br /&gt;Vivi&lt;br /&gt;Cami (Carmen)&lt;br /&gt;Boc&lt;br /&gt;popa&lt;br /&gt;mic&lt;br /&gt;maaaî (mare)&lt;br /&gt;poc&lt;br /&gt;opt&lt;br /&gt;Peîna (pernă)&lt;br /&gt;nash (nas)&lt;br /&gt;cosh (coş)&lt;br /&gt;muc&lt;br /&gt;bine&lt;br /&gt;nucă&lt;br /&gt;paca (pară)&lt;br /&gt;îoshu  (roşu)&lt;br /&gt;Bibi (Bianca)&lt;br /&gt;bida (bila)&lt;br /&gt;cuca (uţa, uţa CU CĂruţa)&lt;br /&gt;gol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cuvinte vechi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;unu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;doi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tei (nu pronunta r)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;topt (opt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mi a (miha, dar nu pronunta h)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;uite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;caca pute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pipi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;aco (acolo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ici (aici)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pa pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Monu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;moto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;nenea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;unde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pepe (pepene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Mede (Medeea, prietena lui)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;buba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mâna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ah, încă ceva: zilele trecute mi-a adus maşina de tuns şi mi-a dat de înţeles ca vrea sa îl tund. Zis şi făcut. A stat la tuns fara gălagie, fără jucării, fără urlete. Exact ca un om mare. După ce l-am spălat a insistat să mă tund şi eu. Zero! Drept urmare, dupa 30 de ani de claie..acum sunt tuns zero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne auzim în curând.&lt;br /&gt;Cu diacritice,&lt;br /&gt;VMM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5429493355456031764?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5429493355456031764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5429493355456031764' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5429493355456031764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5429493355456031764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2009/09/cuvinte-noi.html' title='Cuvinte noi'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4194547650157319538</id><published>2009-09-05T20:35:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:03:45.567+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spalat pe cap'/><title type='text'>Inspiratie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De mult timp nu m-am mai simtit asa cuprins de inspiratie. Poate e doar o parere insa eu ma simt vizitat de muze. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matei la doi ani si doua luni fara doua zile (ha! ce bine suna!) a trecut definitiv pragul ce-l despartea de spalatul pe cap cu placere. Totul a inceput cu o zi in urma cand Mihaela i-a tinut mana la frunte astfel incat sa nu-i intre apa si sampon in ochi in timp ce-l spala pe cap. A bazait putin dar nu s-a mai impotrivit. M-a ascultat cand i-am spus sa dea capul pe spate pentru a nu-i intra apa in ochi cand l-am limpezit insa nu s-a oprit din bazaiala. Nu a urlat, nu s-a zbatut, nu a vrut sa iasa din cada. Pur si simplu a avut incredere in noi. S-a lasat pe mainile noastre la inceput temator, facand ceea ce-i spuneam insa cu oarecare ezitare. Dupa ce am terminat limpezirea a cerut sa il scoatem din cada. Dupa asta, programul normal( sters, dat cu toate cremele, laptic si somn). Asta a fost ieri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astazi, spre seara, ne-am trezit cu el ca aduce masina de tuns in mijlocul casei. Biiing! Idee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am inceput sa ne jucam de-a tunsul. I-a placut cum il mangaia pe par masina de tuns, fara sa fie pornita. I-am adus aminte cum m-a vazut la frizer cu ceva timp in urma si i-am spus ca daca se tunde nu o sa-i mai curga apa in ochi cand il spalam pe par. Am pornit masina de tuns si..l-am tuns. Se muta asa cum il rugam, se rasucea, se apleca... Ce sa mai ... a fost o placere sa-l tund. Am mers impreuna in fata oglinzii si am glumit pe seama tunsorii. Acum, tot parul ce a ramas pe pielea lui trebuia indepartat. Ce motiv mai bun pentru a face o baita si pentru a-i demonstra ca tot ce i-am spus cu privire la spalatul pe cap dupa tunsoare este adevarat??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baia a decurs normal. S-a spalat singur pe maini, la subrat, pe picioare si in alte locuri. A sosit momentul in care a trebuit sa il spal si pe cap. Nu a schitat niciun gest de impotrivire. Am ras, am glumit si l-am spalat pe cap ca pe un om mare. Isi dadea singur capul pe spate sa il limpezesc si imi arata spre prosop cand i se mai scurgea cate o picatura de apa spre ochi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt tare mandru. Poate ca pentru cei care citesc aceste randuri nu este mare scofala dar trebuie sa treci prin asta sa simti cu adevarat acea ...implinire. Da! Este o implinire si o confirmare a faptului ca metodele noastre de invatare sunt eficiente. Suna ca din topor ce-am spus mai devreme dar nu-i bai. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa caut ceva acumulatori sa fac vreo doua poze cu tunsulica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378049823286418194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SqKr0fVW2xI/AAAAAAAAA7k/T0YJflxPJII/s320/mateiiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378059486364567170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SqK0m9GuBoI/AAAAAAAAA7w/AlEm-z9NL-U/s320/PICT1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378060011816513554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SqK1FikOcBI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BkU_Sgghv3U/s320/PICT1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4194547650157319538?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4194547650157319538/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4194547650157319538' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4194547650157319538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4194547650157319538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspiratie.html' title='Inspiratie'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SqKr0fVW2xI/AAAAAAAAA7k/T0YJflxPJII/s72-c/mateiiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-6915118584704807326</id><published>2009-08-07T19:06:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:11:06.965+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Matei face 2 ani (07.07.2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeRlH_6BI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/qSyUFhOitDc/s1600-h/vali+finalizat.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper ca nu o sa fiti total bulversati daca articolele nu sunt in ordine cronologica. De cand stau cu Matei timpul nu mai are o asa mare relevanta. Noroc cu Mihaela de-mi mai spune din cand in cand ce zi este. Viata cu Matei este un week-end perpetuu. Mi-au trebuit 30 si ceva de ani pentru a descoperi reteta fericirii. Cum ar fi sa te trezesti in fiecare dimineata si sa vezi in calendar "Sambata xx ianuarie...iulie---august noiembrie...etc 2009..2010..2011..."&lt;br /&gt;Eh, cam asta este viata mea cu Matei de juma' de an incoace.&lt;br /&gt;Dar sa lasam acest subiect cu privire la fericirea susnumitului si sa trecem la evenimentul petrecut pe 07.07.09&lt;br /&gt;Zilele premergatoare au fost ca orice alte zile..plimbarea in parc, discutii cu mamici, invitatii...etc. Iata ca soseste si ziua in care a trebuit sa punem pe hartie invitatii. Asa, la o prima numaratoare am fost 14 adulti si 8 copii. Ne-am inghesuit intr-un apartament cu 2 camere. Credeai ca nu mai poti sa misti un ac acolo dar copiii au trecut usor peste acest aspect. Un stup de albinute cred ca era mai linistit decat ce s-a petrecut in seara respectiva la noi.&lt;br /&gt;A fost seara constientiyarii cadourilor pentru Matei. Astepta cu nerabdare fiecare invitat si isi baga nasucul imediat in sacosa cu cadouri. Lua sacosa apoi fugea in sufragerie sa descopere ce cadou a mai primit. Luca, unul dintre prietenii lui, l-a asistat la fiecare preluare de cadou.&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am alergat cot la cot cu copiii, ne-am batut cu perne si cu apa, am cantat, urlat, strigat, distrat cu mic cu mare. Da, mai devreme am scris ca ne-am batut cu apa. N-a fost nevoie decat de un cadou potrivit si anume 8 caracatite ce se pot umple cu apa si..gata. Distractia a fost ca la ea acasa.&lt;br /&gt;La final, dupa ce ne-am chinuit sa suflam (oarecum) in lumanarile tortului...Matei a primit prima cantare de La Multi ani in limba copiilor. Alexandru, Mede, Tudu, Luca si ceilalti copii i-au urat toate cele bune, fiecare pe limba lui. Dar, dupa cum am fost invatati de mici, 1000 de cuvinte nu fac cat o imagine buna. In aceasta ordine de idei va las sa va delectati cu pozele de la dezmat.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Azi, 07.august 2009, dupa repetate iesiri la pizza, Matei a spus cuvantul magic: PIŢA&lt;br /&gt;Urmeaza pozele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeRSX5ehI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/pgHKiwQrKNA/s1600-h/tortul+lui+matei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268507001649682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeRSX5ehI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/pgHKiwQrKNA/s320/tortul+lui+matei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeRJ8ovKI/AAAAAAAAA7I/P291ixm1occ/s1600-h/mede+si+miruna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268504739822754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeRJ8ovKI/AAAAAAAAA7I/P291ixm1occ/s320/mede+si+miruna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeQ6ltPfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/LB9RIgS230w/s1600-h/mede1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268500617117170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeQ6ltPfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/LB9RIgS230w/s320/mede1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeQX8NFoI/AAAAAAAAA64/syYwBkLKzYA/s1600-h/matei+si+caracatita.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268491316237954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SnxeQX8NFoI/AAAAAAAAA64/syYwBkLKzYA/s320/matei+si+caracatita.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd_t1VRoI/AAAAAAAAA6w/QhBSpqxLjaQ/s1600-h/matei+si+bianca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268205135218306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd_t1VRoI/AAAAAAAAA6w/QhBSpqxLjaQ/s320/matei+si+bianca.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd1hl708I/AAAAAAAAA6o/zKbUm2XLfaY/s1600-h/luca+si+mede.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268030050718658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd1hl708I/AAAAAAAAA6o/zKbUm2XLfaY/s320/luca+si+mede.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd1UqVcJI/AAAAAAAAA6g/WD_I7EBNRj0/s1600-h/luca+peste+pat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268026579513490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd1UqVcJI/AAAAAAAAA6g/WD_I7EBNRj0/s320/luca+peste+pat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd03snnhI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7sMXGyRKtY8/s1600-h/grup+de+prieteni.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367268018804465170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxd03snnhI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/7sMXGyRKtY8/s320/grup+de+prieteni.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Snxdlq08RyI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/1V3Egg6uraM/s1600-h/bataie+apa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367267757651674914" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Cred ca o lista a cuvintelor pe care Matei le spune ar fi un bun inceput. Pai sa vedem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;unu&lt;br /&gt;doi&lt;br /&gt;tei (nu pronunta r)&lt;br /&gt;topt (opt)&lt;br /&gt;mi a (miha, dar nu pronunta h)&lt;br /&gt;uite&lt;br /&gt;caca pute&lt;br /&gt;pipi&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;aco (acolo)&lt;br /&gt;ici (aici)&lt;br /&gt;pa pa&lt;br /&gt;da&lt;br /&gt;nu&lt;br /&gt;Monu&lt;br /&gt;moto&lt;br /&gt;auu&lt;br /&gt;bani&lt;br /&gt;nenea&lt;br /&gt;unde&lt;br /&gt;pepe (pepene)&lt;br /&gt;Mede (Medeea, prietena lui)&lt;br /&gt;mami&lt;br /&gt;tati&lt;br /&gt;buba&lt;br /&gt;mâna&lt;br /&gt;cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam astea sunt cuvintele pe care le pronunta matei. Astea sunt cele al caror inteles este evident.&lt;br /&gt;Comunica foarte mult prin semne, danseaza, gesticuleaza, face glume, saluta, duce mana la tampla si saluta ca militarii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe 07.07.2009 si-a serbat ziua de nastere. L-au onorat cu prezenta prietenii si prietenele sale din parc precum si restul prietenilor nostri.&lt;br /&gt;Ganditi-va cum s-au desfasurat 8 copii cu varste cuprinse intre un an si 10luni si patru ani jumate insotiti de 14 adulti intr-un apartament cu doua camere!&lt;br /&gt;Pot sa va spun ca s-a lasat cu bataie cu apa folosind caracatitele aduse de Adi si Mihaela apoi ne-am incalzit cu o bataie cu perne.&lt;br /&gt;Cadourile au venit ca pe banda rulanta iar Matei le astepta tropaind din picioare. Ce mai..ca la ziua lui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In weekend-ul trecut am fost la Sarata Monteoru si am facut baie in apa sarata. E de prisos sa va spun ca abia am reusit sa-l scoatem din apa. Sta intins pe burta si pe spate, pedaleaza corespunzator din picioare si e foarte incatat sa inoate sustinut.&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am bronzat si ne-am simtit bine.&lt;br /&gt;Poze noi in curand...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-6933570282689773413?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/6933570282689773413/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=6933570282689773413' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6933570282689773413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6933570282689773413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2009/07/sumar-27iulie2009.html' title='Sumar 27.iulie.2009'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7618807309452189869</id><published>2009-04-20T16:07:00.020+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:20:00.657+03:00</updated><title type='text'>An Nou si distractie in 4 luni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyDcrL8AyI/AAAAAAAAArk/YRRyH8rGFbU/s1600-h/PICT8131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326776987924824866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyDcrL8AyI/AAAAAAAAArk/YRRyH8rGFbU/s320/PICT8131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au trecut aproape 5 luni de cand nu am mai scris aici. Multi dintre cei care il cunosc pe Matei sunt la curent cu evenimentele petrecute in perioada cuprinsa intre Anul Nou si Paste. Este dificil sa aleg dintre toate evenimentele din viata lui Matei (si credeti-ma, nu sunt putine) numai cateva pe care sa le postez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa innodam firul de unde am ramas data trecuta... Anul Nou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce inseamna pentru Matei Anul Nou? O ora mai tarzie de culcare, ceva mai multi prieteni in vizita la parintii lui, lumini colorate ce brazdeaza cerul negru al noptii urmate de zgomote infernale...si apoi un somn zdravan pana la 8 dimineata. Si pentru parinti..tot pana la 8....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Sex5_x6PiuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Hli2yvLMR2M/s1600-h/PICT8187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326766595908799202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Sex5_x6PiuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Hli2yvLMR2M/s320/PICT8187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Sex5CfwesaI/AAAAAAAAAqM/LA1O1mExkN0/s1600-h/PICT8187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dupa cateva zile in care Matei nu prea a inteles de ce ochii lui mami si tati aratau asa ciudat am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iesit la derdelus. Uscat in tot Bucurestiul... Nici picatura de zapada... Unde sa ne dam cu sania?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326768033249061506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Sex7Tca3aoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zbE0pBsLjcg/s320/PICT8214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Parcul Tineretului a fost amenajata o partie pentru aproape 5.000.000 de oameni. Se pare ca s-au hotarat sa iasa toti in acelasi timp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cu toate acestea noi ne-am distrat de minune. Ne-am dat pe zapada, ne-am jucat cu ATV-ul si am facut un omulet de zapada. A fost FUNNY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urmatoarele zile le-am petrecut in vizita pe la prietenii mei, Curcanii de la tara. Incepea sa se infiripe o relatie de lunga durata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matei+Curcani=LOVE.. dar asta este o alta poveste ce va fi spusa la momentul potrivit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Sex-kPoOhEI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Rb2XLv69w8w/s1600-h/PICT8331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326771620408099906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/Sex-kPoOhEI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Rb2XLv69w8w/s320/PICT8331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa diverse activitati in aer liber, foamea isi cere drepturile. Si chiar stie sa le ceara, nu?&lt;/div&gt;Cu greu am reusit sa scapam saraca paine dintre falcile devoratorului de fainoase!! Cred ca stia la vremea respectiva ca urmeaza zile negre, de criza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyCOeEfhII/AAAAAAAAArU/LKvlD2feEIk/s1600-h/multimetru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326775644374140034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyCOeEfhII/AAAAAAAAArU/LKvlD2feEIk/s320/multimetru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cred ca de la atata paine i se trage :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incet, incet a sosit si februarie cu vreme ceva mai blanda. Reincepe distractia in parc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pentru inceput o verificare de rutina a jucariilor nou aparute in zona:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326774660830199186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyBVOFV_ZI/AAAAAAAAArE/m2sJeTlecME/s320/PICT8351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;...apoi continuam cu o motocicleta...si apoi pe rand, cu verificarea magarului , a camionului, infulecarea a doi covrigi si...o portie buna de alergatura.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyCqK-jOiI/AAAAAAAAArc/2fyseRZ4Tnw/s1600-h/PICT8355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326776120285280802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyCqK-jOiI/AAAAAAAAArc/2fyseRZ4Tnw/s320/PICT8355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7618807309452189869?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7618807309452189869/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7618807309452189869' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7618807309452189869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7618807309452189869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2009/04/nou-si-distractie-in-4-luni.html' title='An Nou si distractie in 4 luni'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SeyDcrL8AyI/AAAAAAAAArk/YRRyH8rGFbU/s72-c/PICT8131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-6896305042459212578</id><published>2008-12-31T19:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:25:30.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Masline, dans si un An Nou ce bate la usa</title><content type='html'>Asteptam prietenii sa ne calce pragul in prag de an nou. Inca putin si trecem in 2009. Mare scofala... De fapt chiar este o scofala mare. Astazi Matei a invatat sa scuipe samburii de la masline. Si maaama cu ce viteza! Are o tehnica deosebita. Din acest punct de vedere pragul asta dintre ani este extrem de important. Pana astazi maslinele erau mancate doar la un capat. Erau chiar nemultumite! Cum sa iasa asa in lumea lor, a maslinelor?! Pai ce-i aia sa te prezinti pe strada principala muscata de cap! Groaznice vremuri, suratelor.&lt;br /&gt;Cu ceva vreme in urma, chiar a doua zi de Craciun, bunicul de la Monteoru l-a invatat pe Matei sa dea noroc cu paharul, ca oamenii mari. Este deosebit de incantat! Bunicul...dar si Matei :)&lt;br /&gt;Acum, la fiecare pahar ridicat deasupra mesei apare si canuta cu pai a lui Matei.&lt;br /&gt;O alta realizare deosebita este dansul cu piciorul. Cum asa, cu piciorul, va intrebati? Cred ca cel mai bine este sa aflati raspunsul de la nasicul lui Matei. El l-a invatat sa ridice si sa miste piciorul drept in timpul dansului. Si chiar stie ce face. Bravo lor, amandurora!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Fara poze de data asta.&lt;br /&gt;La Multi Ani!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-6896305042459212578?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/6896305042459212578/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=6896305042459212578' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6896305042459212578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6896305042459212578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/12/masline-dans-si-un-nou-ce-bate-la-usa.html' title='Masline, dans si un An Nou ce bate la usa'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5306505361601014229</id><published>2008-12-14T16:09:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:57:36.575+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Numai poze. Rapid.</title><content type='html'>Repede, poze pana nu se trezeste Matei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am cam facut burta! Trebuie sa fac miscare...multa miscare!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWjTT_KJI/AAAAAAAAAos/S0qZ7AbDack/s1600-h/PICT3132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650933897111698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWjTT_KJI/AAAAAAAAAos/S0qZ7AbDack/s320/PICT3132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La nunta... ca de obicei, eu in centrul atentiei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWjPloXhI/AAAAAAAAAok/RrKx8QQnQuw/s1600-h/PICT3089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650932897373714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWjPloXhI/AAAAAAAAAok/RrKx8QQnQuw/s320/PICT3089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWKAfn2vI/AAAAAAAAAoc/yjc9IXJyS_c/s1600-h/PICT3086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E cam dificil sa mananc stand pe scaunel, cu lingurita, cu furculita, atent sa nu murdaresc prin jur... Mamiiiii, ajuta-ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWJ-TDSXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/IpaM8xqSpmw/s1600-h/PICT2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWJRyqLkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/erofZ2tr3L4/s1600-h/PICT2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650486812290626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWJRyqLkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/erofZ2tr3L4/s320/PICT2565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunt mic...dar suficient de mare sa citesc reviste..oarecum interzise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWJYFAPeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/G4ZGI29MfNI/s1600-h/PICT2524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650488499846626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWJYFAPeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/G4ZGI29MfNI/s320/PICT2524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...sau sa trag o bere cu fetele la terasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWIhbzJwI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Xj7Vj-e5jhc/s1600-h/PICT2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650473831507714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWIhbzJwI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Xj7Vj-e5jhc/s320/PICT2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bulionul din toamna asta a fost cel mai bun... Am fost ajutat si de fetele popii :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUVw0mCN1I/AAAAAAAAAns/Q796IrAzlwc/s1600-h/PICT1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650066657851218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUVw0mCN1I/AAAAAAAAAns/Q796IrAzlwc/s320/PICT1599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si mie tot asa imi va creste capul???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUVvLKy22I/AAAAAAAAAnU/_l6-cLaGX60/s1600-h/DSCF7495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279650038357875554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUVvLKy22I/AAAAAAAAAnU/_l6-cLaGX60/s320/DSCF7495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O sa ma antrenez zi de zi..poate o sa cresc normal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU_eyCWwI/AAAAAAAAAnM/MB0QaB7ZHRA/s1600-h/DSCF7423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279649218989021954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU_eyCWwI/AAAAAAAAAnM/MB0QaB7ZHRA/s320/DSCF7423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voi incepe prin a sta cat mai mult la soare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU_E_sx4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/mm2jkdLnuRU/s1600-h/DSCF7282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279649212067006338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU_E_sx4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/mm2jkdLnuRU/s320/DSCF7282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... o sa ma dau cu trotineta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU-deqszI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ISAhI39F9bw/s1600-h/DSCF7266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279649201459475250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU-deqszI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ISAhI39F9bw/s320/DSCF7266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU-B3Tn0I/AAAAAAAAAms/njdfmexnOaU/s1600-h/DSCF7246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279649194046627650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUU-B3Tn0I/AAAAAAAAAms/njdfmexnOaU/s320/DSCF7246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... cu ATV-ul...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUaZJzqjI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ERNz01FXbu8/s1600-h/DSCF7231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279648581822949938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUaZJzqjI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ERNz01FXbu8/s320/DSCF7231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...voi face drumetii cat mai lungi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUaDWnUPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xegyGhvTRNc/s1600-h/DSCF7220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279648575971086578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUaDWnUPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/xegyGhvTRNc/s320/DSCF7220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...si voi bea berici dupa berici sa-mi treaca setea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUZkIrrpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-Wla4vHWUAU/s1600-h/_ICT1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279648567591153298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUZkIrrpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-Wla4vHWUAU/s320/_ICT1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUZVB_X_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZxDvN3v1mk4/s1600-h/_ICT1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279648563536551922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUZVB_X_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZxDvN3v1mk4/s320/_ICT1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...doar nu ma credeti !!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUZLA86lI/AAAAAAAAAmE/cHYy4KhvZbI/s1600-h/_ICT1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279648560847841874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUUZLA86lI/AAAAAAAAAmE/cHYy4KhvZbI/s320/_ICT1471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5306505361601014229?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5306505361601014229/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5306505361601014229' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5306505361601014229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5306505361601014229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/12/numai-poze-rapid.html' title='Numai poze. Rapid.'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SUUWjTT_KJI/AAAAAAAAAos/S0qZ7AbDack/s72-c/PICT3132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-9039961470134133965</id><published>2008-08-11T20:28:00.024+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:12:45.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I-am luat Moţul lui Matei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SKCyPVd0yYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/gOAe_fHf4gk/s1600-h/PICT1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SKCyPVd0yYI/AAAAAAAAAfo/gOAe_fHf4gk/s320/PICT1241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233378743534537090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicăm imaginile urmatoare neinfricatei mele surioare ce străbate Pirineii intr-un efort sustinut de a ma oftica pe mine! Mi-e dor de ea insă ştiu ca la cinci paşi pe care-i pune pe stancile Pirineilor unu-l pune şi pentru mine. Zice că a făcut in jur de 100km. Pe jos. Bravo şi ...baga mult unguent cu diclofenac la genunchiul ăla care ţi-a dat o pauză de 10km cu autobuzul. (din când în când şi eu imi mai suceam câte un picior asa, să merg cu ia-mă nene ).&lt;br /&gt;Este aproape 00:30 si in timp ce astept sa se termine de incarcat si ultimul filmulet dau cu mintea in gandurile mele. Am un gand ce nu-mi dă pace. Peste câteva zile trebuie să plecăm la munte, în Cheile Râmeţului (M-ţii Tarcau-Apuseni). Asta înseamnă ca va trebui să îl lăsăm pe Matei la bunici. Greu...tare greu. Stim ca ei ne-au crescut pe noi deci, teoretic, le-ar fi simplu să îngrijească de un pui de om ... Uşor de zis, uşor de făcut (poate) insa e al naibii de greu de acceptat ideea de a nu fi lângă Matei măcar unul dintre noi. Cum poţi trece (ca părinte) peste asemenea prag? Ştiu, din exterior, când nu tu esti cel implicat, se vede altfel. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stai măi liniştit! Ce se poate întâmpla? Lasă ca au ei grijă...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Nu e chiar aşa de simplu... Acum, de cand il avem pe Matei, tot sistemul nostru de valori, tot sistemul nostru ...afectiv şi toata percepţia noastra asupra vieţii de zi cu zi s-a schimbat total. Nu mai suntem Vali si Mihaela de dinainte... Suntem alţii şi cu toate astea...suntem aceiaşi. Poate cu unele completări.&lt;br /&gt;Da! Asta este! Acum suntem compleţi. Matei ne-a adus exact ceea ce ne lipsea. Nu mă întrebaţi care este acel lucru, sentiment, trăire ce ne lipsea pentru ca încă nu ştim. Nimic din ce am scris aici nu are valoare. Trebuie sa treci prin aşa ceva pentru a putea simţi starea de împlinire ce ne incearcă.&lt;br /&gt;Mulţumim (pentru a câta oara???) 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4825800928005890690</id><published>2008-07-27T11:24:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:54:19.030+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matei merge singur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primii pasi'/><title type='text'>Primii pasi ai lui Matei</title><content type='html'>De fapt, primii pasi cu autonomie proprie au fost facuti cam cu doua luni in urma insa dorinta de a merge singur precum si aceasta activitate facuta din proprie initiativa nu s-a materializat decat cu aproape o saptamana in urma. Pe la un an si doua saptamani.&lt;br /&gt;Astazi, in timp ne jucam prin parc Matei s-a hotarat ca e timpul sa plece la plimbare. 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Ca un preview al vacantei ce va urma, weekend-ul ce tocmai a trecut ne-a aratat cam cu ce se mananca un concediu petrecut alaturi de Matei. Este o experienta aproape noua. Spun "aproape" intrucat am mai mancat noi si alta data pe fuga iar de intrat in apa pe rand nu suntem chiar straini. Surpriza a fost de partea lui Matei. Asa de multa apa... Foarte multa apa... Si toata a lui! Iar valurile...asa ceva este de-a dreptul incantator. Sa astepti cu sufletul la gura urmatorul val care sa-ti mangaie picioarele...si inca unul...si urmatorul...si sa nu se mai termine. Trecerea de la nisipul fierbinte la cel ud de la malul marii si apoi direct in apa pana la brau a reprezentat distractia preferata a lui Matei.Cred ca am facut cel putin zece ture dus-intors tinandu-l  pe Matei de mana. La fiecare atingere a apei chiuia. A fost o adevarata experienta. Dupa ce a prins mai multa incredere, l-am luat in brate si m-am dus cu el spre apa mai adanca. Era incercat de sentimente contradictorii. Pe de-o parte ii placea senzatia apei ce-i atingea pielea iar pe de alta parte era coplesit de cantitatea de apa din jurul lui. M-am hotarat sa nu intind coarda si l-am lasat sa se scalde in ape...de coasta.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru protectia lui am folosit crema de protectie Mustela cu factor de protectie maxim (acum nu-mi mai aduc aminte ce FPS are insa stiu ca e mare) ce rezista la actiunea apei de mare. Palariuta primita de la Castilia a fost excelenta insa cu greu a acceptat-o. Si-o dadea jos singur.&lt;br /&gt;Programul incepea pe la 7 dimineata cand plecam cu Matei la plaja. Pana pe la 11 faceam baie si ne prajeam la soare apoi ne retrageam la o terasa pentru celebra deja pizza cu hamsii si bere (stiu ei prietenii despre ce vorbim aici).   Cat timp stateam la plaja lui Matei nu-i lipsea ceaiul sau apa necesara hidratarii, banana si iaurtul.&lt;br /&gt;La aceasta prima masa la terasa, Matei era destul de linistit. Privea la pescarusi, vorbea cu vecinii... Dupa masa ne retrageam in casa. Matei isi lua si el pranzul (legume fierte cu piept de pui , painica, etc) si apoi isi facea somnul de dupa amiaza. Si noi cu el. Dupa amiaza, pe la cinci, cand puterea soarelui mai scadea, ne luam portia a doua de plaja si joaca in apa marii. Eh, cam de-aici incep problemele. Dupa ce terminam cu soarele de dupa amiaza, cand doream sa mergem sa mancam...Matei devenea foarte irascibil. Nu avea stare deloc. Plangea si se agita in carucior. Nu se linistea decat daca-l duceam sa vada marea si forfota de pe faleza. Ne-am conformat dorintelor lui. Am aflat ulterior motivele acestei stari. Ii iese un canin. Cred ca trebuie sa fie tare dureros...&lt;br /&gt;Una peste alta intreaga experienta a meritat efortul. Matei a vazut marea la Eforie Nord iar valurile au fost uimite de veselia piticului ce se juca cu ele. Cu siguranta ne vom reintoarce. Poate cu mai multi dintisori data viitoare :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4919474071357514556?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4919474071357514556/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4919474071357514556' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4919474071357514556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4919474071357514556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/07/pana-si-marea-neagra-l-vazut-pe-matei.html' title='Până si Marea Neagra l-a vazut pe Matei!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4561953523353112014</id><published>2008-07-07T11:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:02:01.218+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversare 1 an'/><title type='text'>Un an de viata</title><content type='html'>La Multi Ani Matei. Un an de viata in care ai invatat cat altii-n zece. Ai crescut, ai evoluat, te-ai straduit sa-ti faci viata mai usoara manipuland, zambind, plangand, razand..gangurind...mergand. Ti-ai negociat in permanenta pozitia ta in cadrul familiei incercand de fiecare data sa obtii ce doresti. Esti un adevarat luptator! Si de cele mai multe ori, un invingator.&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut un an si noua luni de zile ca-ntr-o secunda. Imaginile cu mami care ne-a anuntat ca urmeaza sa vii pe lume, intalnirile cu prietenii alaturi de care am sarbatorit iminentul eveniment, holurile intunecate ale maternitatii si mami zambind fericita dupa ce te-a nascut, venirea acasa cu PSP-ul  :-)  botezul, primii dintisori...toate sunt inca vii in mintea noastra. Parca mai ieri sunam la 112 chemand disperati ambulanta (la 3 zile dupa ce ai ajuns acasa) ca nu te opreai din urlat. Eram fara experienta...nu stiam ca de fapt te durea burtica..(si era normal sa fie asa) din cauza lapticului.&lt;br /&gt;   Toate au trecut cat ai clipi din ochi. Acum ai un an. Ai fost sarbatorit cum se cuvine, cu tort si lumanarica in forma cifrei 1, cu baloane si trompete, friptane si invitati.&lt;br /&gt;Iti multumim pentru un an de viata implinita alaturi de tine.&lt;br /&gt;Multumim Matei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4561953523353112014?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4561953523353112014/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4561953523353112014' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4561953523353112014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4561953523353112014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/07/un-de-viata.html' title='Un an de viata'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8914822375223941113</id><published>2008-06-10T10:17:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T13:52:42.255+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NAN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intarcarea'/><title type='text'>Înţărcarea</title><content type='html'>Un eveniment important ce s-a petrecut în ultima perioadă (10-11 luni) a fost cel reprezentat de înţărcarea lui Matei. A fost relativ simplu. A durat cam două săptămâni. Mami a început să-i înlocuiască mesele de seară cu 20-30ml de lapte praf, apoi continuare cu sân până s-a ajuns la 200ml de lapte praf. După 4-5 zile i-a înlocuit treptat şi masa de dimineaţă cu lapte praf NAN 2. În acest interval, pe timpul nopţii se trezea cam la 3 ore şi primea sân. Treptat, în locul sânului primit noaptea s-a mulţumit cu  ceai Baby Drink (un pliculeţ la 100ml apa). La sfârşitul celei de-a doua săptămâni Matei era înţărcat. Obiectiv atins.&lt;br /&gt;Credeam ca după înţărcare Matei nu se va mai trezi pe timpul nopţii. Fals! Şi-a păstrat acelasi obicei de a se trezi din 3 în 3 ore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8914822375223941113?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8914822375223941113/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8914822375223941113' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8914822375223941113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8914822375223941113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/06/nrcarea.html' title='Înţărcarea'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8505683905198259630</id><published>2008-06-07T20:37:00.034+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:21:24.995+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Matei Muşa face 11 Luni</title><content type='html'>Am început luna cu o dimineaţă plină de acţiune. Un sughiţ razleţ mi-a dat ceva de furcă&lt;br /&gt;însă am reuşit sa trec peste asta cu zâmbetul pe buze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df3c613c73bfe457" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf3c613c73bfe457%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D728C34C77DC6615677606DCBE3ABC71C396700F4.6FD432D24E8CA416176EA94DA3E92F1DD0E4712D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf3c613c73bfe457%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGf5HjMBBLXePBA7caqxlmKFLHSo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf3c613c73bfe457%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D728C34C77DC6615677606DCBE3ABC71C396700F4.6FD432D24E8CA416176EA94DA3E92F1DD0E4712D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf3c613c73bfe457%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGf5HjMBBLXePBA7caqxlmKFLHSo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puţin mai târziu, după ce am luat gustarea de dimineaţă, m-am jucat cu mami. Mi-a placut foarte tare. Am învăţat sa mă joc "Cucu-Bau"! E tare nostim :) Priviţi aici:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afb587c63c5458da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafb587c63c5458da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFF4AA3B63C4BCD465E8D66496BB25E54546DC82.35019C9F580F65CCE67EBD80D505BCD9D0DB50F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafb587c63c5458da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhLCs9r0HFytlj6Roa4QfUn85exM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafb587c63c5458da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFF4AA3B63C4BCD465E8D66496BB25E54546DC82.35019C9F580F65CCE67EBD80D505BCD9D0DB50F2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafb587c63c5458da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhLCs9r0HFytlj6Roa4QfUn85exM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În aceasta lună am participat la prima nuntă din viaţa mea. Adi Berindei şi Elena Rădulescu. Am înţeles de la părinţi şi prieteni cum că asta a fost cea mai meseriaşă nuntă. Nonconformistă de la cap la coadă. În primul rând s-a ţinut ziua. Asta a fost un lucru bun că nu a trebuit să pierd o noapte întreagă. În al doilea rând, verighetele au fost facute chiar de cei doi însurăţei. Cu freza dentară!! Primarul a deschis primaria special pentru ei. Omul venise de la balastiera. Îmbracat in trening, cu tricolorul pus de-acurmezişul. Demenţial!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErRu6dDm5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/zgOa-ZaCu04/s1600-h/PICT7249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209206522902715282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErRu6dDm5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/zgOa-ZaCu04/s320/PICT7249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O altă parte frumoasă a acestui eveniment a fost ţinuta. După evenimentele de la primărie şi de la biserica ţinuta a fost la libera alegere. Costumele au zburat de pe cei care aveau altceva de schimb. Una peste alta, nunta asta a fost una la care am fost cu multă plăcere şi m-am simţit excelent.&lt;br /&gt;Hai să vedem cum i-am aşteptat pe miri în faţa primariei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În primarie mi-am cam făcut de cap. Mi-am făcut poze cu primarul, cu socrul mare, cu mami... Ceva mai târziu am alergat pe mesele plătite din banii contribuabililor! Ce m-a mai distrat chestia asta :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErSlaNtGuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/jqikECJyuY0/s1600-h/PICT7350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209207459141196514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErSlaNtGuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/jqikECJyuY0/s320/PICT7350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErSYZfTJdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/NYPJ4nqx-L8/s1600-h/PICT7349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209207235608258002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErSYZfTJdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/NYPJ4nqx-L8/s320/PICT7349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La masă, altă distracţie! Mi-a plăcut să mă uit pe sub ea! O groază de picioare! Ce chestie să vezi atâtea picioare la un loc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErUUxlH1nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/szvAepvk-38/s1600-h/PICT7560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209209372378912370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErUUxlH1nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/szvAepvk-38/s320/PICT7560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mi-a plăcut să stau ca oamenii mari, în grădiniţă. E chiar interesant să stai pe bancă şi să asculţi cum creşte iarba. Din câte am înţeles, puţină lume aude iarba crescând. NU înţeleg cum de nu o aude toată lumea! Mami şi tati o aud. Are o muzică atât de interesantă....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErV_fYSzFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Rxqx-4mSdoE/s1600-h/PICT7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209211205739269202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErV_fYSzFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Rxqx-4mSdoE/s320/PICT7754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În dimineaţa zilei următoare mi-am făcut de lucru pe la cărucior. Avea o roată înfrânată pe care a trebuit să o repar. Cu puţină unsoare s-a rezolvat. Nu a fost chiar atât de uşor pe cât pare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErYWpfJ80I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Zu-WXU-kU8Y/s1600-h/PICT7779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209213802612650818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErYWpfJ80I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Zu-WXU-kU8Y/s320/PICT7779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;După amiază, obosit de cât am lucrat la cărucior, am plecat la plimbare prin pădure cu Mami, Tati şi Ştefan. Aerul curat precum şi sunetul bălăriilor ce creşteau în voie m-au "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;înfrânt&lt;/span&gt;". Cele ce urmează s-au întâmplat fara ştirea dar cu voia mea :D&lt;br /&gt;În primul rând a început să plouă. Drept urmare, adulţii cu care eram s-au gândit să mă apere de ploaie. Le mulţumesc frumos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErZGMIN5HI/AAAAAAAAAZI/PU8xzeZYTWY/s1600-h/PICT7800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209214619365532786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErZGMIN5HI/AAAAAAAAAZI/PU8xzeZYTWY/s320/PICT7800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Întrucât mediul în care eram le-a permis, stimabilii adulţi au lansat doua episoade despre deplasarea în natura cu super caruciorul enduro. Mai jos vedeţi ce a ieşit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partea 1 enduro bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bfa964a66c2dc0ac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbfa964a66c2dc0ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D828F7C2FF90A5E37D24672AB8F87340701AC7BEF.2E9B1161CF0C07E6364203CCB0F080C0BD1DFCD0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbfa964a66c2dc0ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D69a0y6PMVThrzYLhNGb2JtZQ9nM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbfa964a66c2dc0ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D828F7C2FF90A5E37D24672AB8F87340701AC7BEF.2E9B1161CF0C07E6364203CCB0F080C0BD1DFCD0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbfa964a66c2dc0ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D69a0y6PMVThrzYLhNGb2JtZQ9nM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partea 2 enduro bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a03c320715008c85" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da03c320715008c85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FC7695FA35FD3588A2966B96FA688A281E13DBD.7B2C0BD541E9C897EA407104D9B26A47D2F4350B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da03c320715008c85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr40R0CitPc8MAwv8fBiWk2xW0o8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da03c320715008c85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FC7695FA35FD3588A2966B96FA688A281E13DBD.7B2C0BD541E9C897EA407104D9B26A47D2F4350B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da03c320715008c85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr40R0CitPc8MAwv8fBiWk2xW0o8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La aproape o săptămână de la ieşirea prin pădure m-a luat o răceala uşoară. Nu ştiu dacă e de la ploaia prin care am trecut (cu toate ca ai mei au fost relativ grijulii) sau de la altceva. Cert este că aveam o moacă de plângeau şi câinii pe stradă de mila mea. Cu puţin NUROFEN pentru copii am reuşit să o inving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErd6UgD3UI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1lceoMbKCQM/s1600-h/PICT7817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209219913012731202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErd6UgD3UI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1lceoMbKCQM/s320/PICT7817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am fost şi la pădurea Comana.&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; Rezervaţia Naturală Comana&lt;/span&gt;. Chiar am avut ce vedea acolo. O zonă deosebit de frumoasă, liniştită, departe de lume. Stufărişul ascunde o faună extraordinară. Tati zicea că se simte la fel ca in deltă. Nu ştiu eu ce e aia dar cred ca trebuie să fie tare frumos acolo daca e la fel ca aici, la Comana.&lt;br /&gt;Una peste alta eu, împreună cu prietenii mei, m-am distrat de minune. M-am plimbat prin iarbă cu maşina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErl0x9RLXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/L3oeew17R0w/s1600-h/PICT7881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209228613933673842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErl0x9RLXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/L3oeew17R0w/s320/PICT7881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... iar când am m-am plictisit mi-am făcut de lucru cu volanul :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErmL5Uk_MI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JH0GBGhHI_Q/s1600-h/PICT7891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209229011047480514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErmL5Uk_MI/AAAAAAAAAZg/JH0GBGhHI_Q/s320/PICT7891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La un moment dat, în timp ce mă jucam cu tati, cineva a strigat "GRĂMADĂĂĂĂĂĂĂ" Până am apucat eu să ma uit să văd despre ce e vorba-n propoziţie, m-am trezit cu toată gaşca peste mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErpukN_cPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/0eYrfmpsK_o/s1600-h/gramada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209232905213014258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErpukN_cPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/0eYrfmpsK_o/s320/gramada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abia am reuşit să scap. La timp zic eu, pentru că altfel pierdeam avionul de ora 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6f2716e950a49f6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6f2716e950a49f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D633D4D0FB233D31ABEDC0B7E604B9D3CF904118A.6E64FFF0AF626A07690C1377BD4AAC6C1F4B61F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6f2716e950a49f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHvYngp9Tao5TLq00nh2kLCh4YK8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6f2716e950a49f6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D633D4D0FB233D31ABEDC0B7E604B9D3CF904118A.6E64FFF0AF626A07690C1377BD4AAC6C1F4B61F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6f2716e950a49f6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHvYngp9Tao5TLq00nh2kLCh4YK8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Într-un final, obosiţi dar bine-dispuşi am plecat cu amintiri frumoase după încă o zi petrecuta la firul ierbii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam astea s-au întâmplat in perioada 01-17/05/2007 Continuarea poate m\ne. Acum trebuie neapărat să-mi beau lăpticul şi să merg la somnic. M-am trezit iar făra vreun motiv anume... Cred totuşi că îmi este dor de mami. Noapte bună!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8505683905198259630?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a03c320715008c85&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6f2716e950a49f6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=afb587c63c5458da&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bfa964a66c2dc0ac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df3c613c73bfe457&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8505683905198259630/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8505683905198259630' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8505683905198259630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8505683905198259630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/06/matei-mua-face-11-luni.html' title='Matei Muşa face 11 Luni'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SErRu6dDm5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/zgOa-ZaCu04/s72-c/PICT7249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7087112592393413396</id><published>2008-05-27T12:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:52:59.755+03:00</updated><title type='text'>URBANCOLIA</title><content type='html'>Lume, lumeeee!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;   Vineri 30 mai, incepand cu ora 18, la Club Fabrica, str 11 iunie, nr 50, Bucuresti, se lanseaza URBANCOLIA de Dan Sociu!&lt;br /&gt;Doar voi, cei care nu veti profita de aceasta ocazie veti avea de pierdut!&lt;br /&gt;Ne vedem acolo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BONUS, INTALNIRE  CU MATEI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7087112592393413396?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7087112592393413396/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7087112592393413396' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7087112592393413396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7087112592393413396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/05/urbancolia.html' title='URBANCOLIA'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7169794039846448490</id><published>2008-05-20T08:42:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:16:15.567+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Urbancolia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Sociu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aniversare 30 ani'/><title type='text'>Unchiul Dan Sociu</title><content type='html'>Sa facem o paranteza in povestea lui Nepotu' pentru a ura lu' nea poetu' &lt;a href="http://x.ablog.ro/"&gt;Dan Sociu&lt;/a&gt; felicitarile de rigoare cu ocazia atingerii onorabilei varste de 30 de ani. Ii uram concediu placut si cat mai lung precum si multa, multa putere de a rezista cu stoicism (asta mi-aduce aminte de  prof. Stoicescu de Dinamica :)) ) tentatiei de a munci in aceasta minunata perioada din cariera lui- Concediul!&lt;br /&gt;Nepotu', Mami' si Tati iti doresc toate cele bune si, rasucind cutitul in rana, iti spun ca prima saptamana la 30 de ani e mai dificila... pe urma te-nveti :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7169794039846448490?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://x.ablog.ro/' title='Unchiul Dan Sociu'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7169794039846448490/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7169794039846448490' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7169794039846448490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7169794039846448490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/05/unchiul-dan-sociu.html' title='Unchiul Dan Sociu'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8702002195539511737</id><published>2008-05-07T21:40:00.023+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T08:46:34.630+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monteoru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piranha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 luni'/><title type='text'>10 Luni, 9Kg si 76cm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Incet, incet ne apropiem de venerabila varsta de un an. Da, stiu, mai este destul pana acolo insa Matei este pe drumul cel bun. Ce peripetii, noutati si zapaceli a mai facut puiul nostru in ultima luna va voi povesti in cele ce urmeaza&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dimineata incepe cu o portie buna de ras in fata camerei. Oare s-o preface? Doar asa, de ochii lumii? Eu nu cred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a85a1cc56f39cce3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da85a1cc56f39cce3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5630F6293E8B96DD7D39CA5F14DACFC962DC9569.7C2F8D071E3C4402841B6CA5A5BCDF991CBC7D78%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da85a1cc56f39cce3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5SqHnI99Qc2xMBZwEhfVTti8E1Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da85a1cc56f39cce3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5630F6293E8B96DD7D39CA5F14DACFC962DC9569.7C2F8D071E3C4402841B6CA5A5BCDF991CBC7D78%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da85a1cc56f39cce3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5SqHnI99Qc2xMBZwEhfVTti8E1Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH6nglfyuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IW4cgoSgV00/s1600-h/PICT5166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH6nglfyuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IW4cgoSgV00/s320/PICT5166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197711001631312610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dupa exercitiile de ras urmeaza ora de coafura. Mami se ingrijeste de fiecare data sa faca din Matei un adevarat star Punk. Uneori chiar ii reuseste. Pun pariu ca va ganditi ca un star Punk nu ar avea ce cauta cu suzeta in bot. Asa-i? Ei bine, suzeta face parte din decor. Era acolo. Nu stim cine a pus-o! Plutea pur si simplu prin aer iar Matei s-a impiedicat si a dat cu boticul in ea :)&lt;br /&gt;Uitandu-ma la poza din stanga mi-am adus aminte ca puiul de om isi incearca dintisorii in marginea patutului. N-ar fi o problema prea mare daca nu s-ar lua vopseaua de pe lemn. Excelent patutul de la Ikea insa vopseaua acestuia a fost de o calitate...naspa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH8LglfyvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WqGz5YB7IuA/s1600-h/PICT5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH8LglfyvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WqGz5YB7IuA/s320/PICT5178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197712719618231026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-am spus mai devreme ceva de un stil de muzica. Ei bine, avem dovada faptului ca vorbele nu-s doar vorbe. Chitara de ultima generatie (Barbie :P ) rezista cu stoicism lungilor perioade de repetitii. Cateva studiouri de inregistrari si-au facut cunoscuta dorinta de a incheia contracte de exclusivitate cu Matei insa acesta sa lasa tare greu convins. El spune ca muzica este doar o pasiune trecatoare a lui, drept urmare nu are rost sa incurce pe stimabilii reprezentanti ai studiourilor. Poate ca pianul va fi instrumentul sau de suflet...sau muzicuta... Cine poate sti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-54c29c71d7af4783" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54c29c71d7af4783%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4153A97937D549F3C5627C75405D04F5E3926480.6E25EC99D1FCF3EF26F132E35C4E5F173B8A72CD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54c29c71d7af4783%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqCGTNh2gkqHlbkDRBgsQbe5_Wuw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54c29c71d7af4783%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4153A97937D549F3C5627C75405D04F5E3926480.6E25EC99D1FCF3EF26F132E35C4E5F173B8A72CD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54c29c71d7af4783%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqCGTNh2gkqHlbkDRBgsQbe5_Wuw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH-iglfywI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lFzYHq5CHaE/s1600-h/PICT5195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH-iglfywI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lFzYHq5CHaE/s320/PICT5195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197715313778477826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O alta pasiune a lui Matei este fotografia. Drept urmare s-a echipat corespunzator, a facut rost de trepied pentru aparatul foto si a inceput sa faca pregatirile necesare obtinerii unor cadre deosebite. Din pacate aparatul foto era ocupat la momentul respectiv astfel incat micul fotograf a trebuit sa amane sedinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIAgwlfyxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/0_kSHpUqcPI/s1600-h/PICT5232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIAgwlfyxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/0_kSHpUqcPI/s320/PICT5232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197717482736962322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In perioada 10-13 aprilie a fost organizata expozitia cu vanzare &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Expo &lt;/span&gt;de la Sala Polivalenta. Acesta a fost un eveniment deosebit de important pentru Matei. A fost o ocazie foarte buna de a cunoaste ultimile tendinte in moda bebelusilor. In incercarea lui de a fi pe val si-a atasat doua baloane la vehicul pentru a fi mai usor depistat in inghesuiala de acolo. (depistat, remarcat... :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIB7glfyyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ttbXt15Pnfo/s1600-h/PICT5246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIB7glfyyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ttbXt15Pnfo/s320/PICT5246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197719041810090786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat timp mami a mai dat o tura prin expozitie asteptand sosirea scaunului auto pentru copii (care fie vorba intre noi este deosebit de ... extraordinar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chico Key1 X-Plus&lt;/span&gt;  ) Matei a explorat prtbagajul masinii. Se pare ca a fost deosebit de incantat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIEBwlfyzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/k8qvPmwQJBA/s1600-h/PICT5503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIEBwlfyzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/k8qvPmwQJBA/s320/PICT5503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197721348207528754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si uite-asa, zilele trec si varsta de 18 ani se apropie in goana. In asteptarea acelei zile trebuie sa ma pregatesc temeinic. In acest context m-am hotarat sa fac cateva curse de incalzire cu un model abia scos pe piata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIFqQlfy0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/2EAhcsNGZyc/s1600-h/PICT5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIFqQlfy0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/2EAhcsNGZyc/s320/PICT5523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197723143503858498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Florii padurea Branesti a fost locul de chiuiala, zbenguiala, gratareala si prajeala pentru tot Bucurestiul (si cateva sate din vecini). La inceput mi-am vazut de treaba mea. Am tras de niste iarba, am dat cateva palme in minge... I-am lasat sa-si vada de distractie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIGjglfy1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/EjEHpJ_1nWw/s1600-h/PICT5557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIGjglfy1I/AAAAAAAAAWE/EjEHpJ_1nWw/s320/PICT5557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197724127051369298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La un moment dat am simtit un miros imbietor. Parca mi-era cunoscut! Cu ceva timp in urma, am simtit aceste arome tot la padure..tot la gratar la iarba verde...Hmm. Pare a fi ceva gustos. Din cate am inteles e o treaba cu colesterolul, grasimi, sunci... NU prea am priceput eu despre ce vorbeau acolo insa stiu sigur ca mi-au zis ca eu nu am voie ca sunt prea mic. Dar de mirosit...pot sa le miros???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIIRQlfy2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/gUIqCLcoUHI/s1600-h/PICT5653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCIIRQlfy2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/gUIqCLcoUHI/s320/PICT5653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197726012542012258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa stiti ca a inceput sa-mi placa viata asta! Un week-end la padure altul la terasa. Cui ii pasa ca abia implinesc 10 luni? Terasa Piranha (locul de destrabalare al parintilor mei) se pare ca este gata sa ma primeasca cu bratele deschise. A fost ziua lui Adi Tosca. Inevitabil pentru el, Tati si Stefan i-au facut cadou o pianina! Pai mi se pare normal! Era de asteptat dupa ce tot week-end-ul trecut a atentat la jucariile mele cantatoare :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuarea in curand :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8702002195539511737?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a85a1cc56f39cce3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8702002195539511737/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8702002195539511737' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8702002195539511737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8702002195539511737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-luni-9kg-si-76cm.html' title='10 Luni, 9Kg si 76cm'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/SCH6nglfyuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IW4cgoSgV00/s72-c/PICT5166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5406724533791814986</id><published>2008-04-07T21:39:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:49:59.230+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 luni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mancare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cursa'/><title type='text'>Noua luni (si cate stele??)</title><content type='html'>Pe zi ce trece Matei devine ceea ce se numeste ..om cu greutate.&lt;br /&gt;  La venerabila varsta de 9 luni (implinita astazi, 07.04.2008) stimabilul domn cantareste 8.7Kg iar de lungime...ce sa mai vorbim...?! 74cm este visul oricarui barbat in putere trecut de bariera celor noua luni! Ruleta's rules!&lt;br /&gt;  Dintii, trei si-un pic la numar, au reusit pana la urma sa isi faca aparitia in peisaj. Unul si un pic  sus si doi jos. Ce poti sa faci cu aproape doua perechi de dinti? A? Sa-i scartzai, sa-i folosesti la rontait biscuiti si la rashchetat banane, sa tragi dungi in vopseaua patului... si nu in ultimul rand sa se umfle parintii in pene aratandu-i prietenilor. Ca tot veni vorba de dinti...&lt;br /&gt;alimentatia copilului la 9 luni nu difera foarte mult de perioadele anterioare. O zi obisnuita arata cam asa din punct de vedere al alimentatiei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08:00&lt;/span&gt;   Lapte matern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:00&lt;/span&gt;   Fructe pasate (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jumatate de banana, un mar micut Golden si o treime dintr-o para&lt;/span&gt;) cu branzica preparata in casa cu pastile de calciu lactic (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;se fierbe 1 litru de lapte apoi in el se pun 8 pastile sfaramate de calciu lactic si se tine pe foc mic pana cand se prinde branzica apoi se strecoara&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14:00&lt;/span&gt;    Piure de legume (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cartof, morcov, dovlecel&lt;/span&gt;) cu piept de pui fiert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18:00&lt;/span&gt;   Un iaurt mic simplu YoPlait si biscuiti Petite Beurre de la RoStar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20:00&lt;/span&gt;    Cereale Nestle (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grau cu miere, 5 cereale, grau cu 5 fructe, somn usor&lt;/span&gt;) cu lapte praf Nan2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22:00 &lt;/span&gt;   Lapte matern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01:00&lt;/span&gt;    Lapte matern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04:00&lt;/span&gt;    Lapte matern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intre orele 15:00 si 18:00  Matei merge la club. Acolo are ocazia sa isi vada prietenii si sa participe la diverse curse mai mult sau mai putin legale. Prima lui cursa a fost terminata la egalitate. Rezumatul acesteia il puteti urmari in filmuletul de mai jos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-56699455cd420fbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=56699455cd420fbd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9da05ccb864cf88&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5406724533791814986/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5406724533791814986' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5406724533791814986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5406724533791814986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/04/noua-luni-si-cate-stele.html' title='Noua luni (si cate stele??)'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5080473723430974515</id><published>2008-03-24T18:32:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:43:05.064+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Batranete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Luni, 17 martie 2008 la ora 12:30, Matei s-a ridicat singur in picioare tinandu-se de gratiile de la patut. S-a saturat de o viata traita-n fund... Gata! A pus picioru-n prag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Din pacate batranetea isi spune cuvantul in ceea ce ma priveste. Nu pot sa imi aduc aminte mai nimic din evolutia lui Matei din aceasta perioada!!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Incet, incet imi revine memoria:)&lt;br /&gt;Matei a participat la primul sau gratar la iarba verde. A aruncat o privire asa, din fuga la focul ce tocmai se aprindea apoi s-a retras in masina sperand ca fumul cel inecacios sa nu-l ajunga:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kuY3fIbCI/AAAAAAAAATk/tYJ-veshJBI/s1600-h/PICT4516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kuY3fIbCI/AAAAAAAAATk/tYJ-veshJBI/s320/PICT4516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181723851012729890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kuyXfIbDI/AAAAAAAAATs/Zbk3DAbj3AQ/s1600-h/PICT4519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kuyXfIbDI/AAAAAAAAATs/Zbk3DAbj3AQ/s320/PICT4519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181724289099394098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era bine acolo insa..plictiseala mare. Deodata atentia i-a fost atrasa de motocicleta cu care bunicul sau venise tooocmai de la Monteoru. A rugat-o frumos pe mami sa-l asiste la urcarea pe ...agregat apoi a inceput sa-l studieze cu atentie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a34017cbd9d1ad78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da34017cbd9d1ad78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43B333E96F816C5C855455EAF9E9729743041622.4DC2063C7D359E31E45B4CF6519D34D17C649C46%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da34017cbd9d1ad78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4zlO1JqJy8_3I0MUWicAFTkyJwo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da34017cbd9d1ad78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D43B333E96F816C5C855455EAF9E9729743041622.4DC2063C7D359E31E45B4CF6519D34D17C649C46%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da34017cbd9d1ad78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4zlO1JqJy8_3I0MUWicAFTkyJwo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kyHHfIbEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jTA_6x6536U/s1600-h/PICT4615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kyHHfIbEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jTA_6x6536U/s320/PICT4615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181727944116563010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E drept, indiferent cat de rosie ar fi motocicleta... tot o roata maaaare mare cat el il atrage. Matei cere insistent sa i se faca o poza langa monstrul din fier, plastic si cauciuc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kz0HfIbFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/H7NfBApT8Os/s1600-h/PICT4633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kz0HfIbFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/H7NfBApT8Os/s320/PICT4633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181729816722304082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un alt moment important petrecut in aceasta ultima perioada a fost intalnirea lui Matei cu prima sa minge adevarata. Alegerea acesteia nu a fost dificila. In Cora i-am oferit mai multe mingii. Cea dupa care a intins mana prima data a fost cea din imagine. Incantarea i se poate citi cu usurinta pe fata. Si nu numai lui...&lt;br /&gt;Incepe o noua perioada. Geamuri sparte, lucruri daramate... intr-un cuvant: antrenamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-k49XfIbHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/voJ6kCK9NZU/s1600-h/PICT4641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-k49XfIbHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/voJ6kCK9NZU/s320/PICT4641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181735473194232946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zilele trecute ne-am luat inimile in dinti si pana la urma ne-am cumparat un dulap pe hol. Bine-nteles ca ne-a fost livrat in doua pachete plate. Perfect. Am chemat prietenii si rudele sa fim mai multe capete si mai multe maini care sa ridice din temelii presupusul dulap.&lt;br /&gt;Zis si facut. Dupa ce ne-am intalnit si ne-am facut curaj cu cate-o bere...am incercat sa-l montam. Pana la urma am reusit ... dar cu ce rasete :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5080473723430974515?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a34017cbd9d1ad78&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5080473723430974515/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5080473723430974515' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5080473723430974515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5080473723430974515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/03/batranete.html' title='Batranete'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R-kuY3fIbCI/AAAAAAAAATk/tYJ-veshJBI/s72-c/PICT4516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-6255938934652783134</id><published>2008-03-15T20:38:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:11:32.482+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bebe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoltan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de-a busilea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soldat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prima data'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><title type='text'>Evolutie pe toate planurile</title><content type='html'>10.martie 2008. Cam aici incepe o noua perioada in viata noastra. Mi-am schimbat locul de munca. Am spus "ramas bun" turismelor si am trecut la o alta clasa de marime. Aceasta mutare se pare ca l-a inspirat pe Matei. In ziua urmatoare a pornit la plimbare prin pat folosindu-se de ... tot ce avea in dotare! A plecat de-a busilea! Este momentul asteptat de toata lumea insa noi stim bine &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cine&lt;/span&gt; si-a dorit asta cel mai tare. Si nu este vorba de Matei :P Toate la timpul lor, domnita.&lt;br /&gt;Ca de obicei, materialul este filmat de un amator emotionat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-40c491eca4498745" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D40c491eca4498745%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D581021828BEF5F591C1B625A2E1F9A483991CA2B.2336E59BF8F8A5AEB248B7B189027EEB49421664%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D40c491eca4498745%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpt34HrPTaSgjfkLTy65vmdIkje4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D40c491eca4498745%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D581021828BEF5F591C1B625A2E1F9A483991CA2B.2336E59BF8F8A5AEB248B7B189027EEB49421664%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D40c491eca4498745%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dpt34HrPTaSgjfkLTy65vmdIkje4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa mai multe incercari, soldatelul nostru isi coordoneaza mult mai bine miscarile astfel incat ne incanta privirile cu deplasari din ce in ce mai complicate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a110d8e46c393362" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da110d8e46c393362%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EDBC7A6DD91BC19637C1BC6AD983211F5BC7E2E.2E1A55361A672601B206CED9D88C1FFDFA9A7073%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da110d8e46c393362%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzT765kBOXhLJBwxmoi5iLr2wA_E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da110d8e46c393362%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EDBC7A6DD91BC19637C1BC6AD983211F5BC7E2E.2E1A55361A672601B206CED9D88C1FFDFA9A7073%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da110d8e46c393362%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzT765kBOXhLJBwxmoi5iLr2wA_E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caisele din borcanelul de la Hipp nu au fost pe gustul lui Matei. Nici piersica nu l-a incantat prea tare. In schimb, acum este captivat de gustul iaurtului (nu prea face nazuri la marca &lt;yoplait,&gt;)&lt;tnuva,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un final am descoperit cum sa-l facem sa manance legumele. Secretul este...carnea! Mult mai multa carne decat credeam noi ca este...suficienta. Acum e o placere pentru el (si pentru noi) sa manance atat de diversificat.&lt;br /&gt;Se pare ca cele doua nopti petrecute pe drumul inspre si dinspre Oradea incep sa-si cam spuna cuvantul. Ochii refuza sa mai stea deschisi astfel incat, cu ultimile puteri il salutam pe &lt;a href="http://www.imrezoltan.info/"&gt;Imre Zoltan&lt;/a&gt;, urmatorul pe lista viitorilor tatici.&lt;br /&gt;Noapte buna....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tnuva,&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-6255938934652783134?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=40c491eca4498745&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a110d8e46c393362&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/6255938934652783134/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=6255938934652783134' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6255938934652783134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/6255938934652783134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/03/evolutie-pe-toate-planurile.html' title='Evolutie pe toate planurile'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4925272139650658303</id><published>2008-03-07T18:43:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:06:02.429+02:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Martie-Aniversarea de 8 luni, 8 kilograme si ... 60de ani</title><content type='html'>Uite-asa trece vremea... Viata-si urmeaza cursul ei, indiferenta la ce se-ntampla in jurul ei. Aniversarea a 8 luni de viata ai lui Matei coincide cu aniversarea a 60 de ani de experienta ai tatalui meu. Imi este oarecum dificil sa comentez pe seama acestui subiect fara sa fac referire la tinerete si ...batranete. Matei este dovada sigura, clara si irefutabila a faptului ca parintii nostri imbatranesc (Noi nu!). Oare ce-o fi in mintea si in sufletul unui om care trece de 60 de ani? E o bariera ce banuiesc ca-i tare dificil de acceptat. Poate ca ma insel si vad eu altfel viata de la linia celor trei zeci si ceva de ani pe care-i am... Cred ca acele carti de psihoterapie aplicata pe care mi le-a infipt marsav in viata tovarasa sor-mea, m-au facut sa ma gandesc la lucruri....prea profunde. Mai bine sa fim superficiali. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R9GDAa2sSOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mW9rNzpFE20/s1600-h/PICT3764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R9GDAa2sSOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mW9rNzpFE20/s320/PICT3764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175061490057365730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Nu putem discuta superficial atunci cand ne referim la primele experiente avute de Matei in premergator. Se pare ca aceasta minunata inventie a fost special conceputa pentru el! Inca din primul moment a invatat cam care-i treaba cu el. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deci, daca ma salt si ma las... nu rezolv nimic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigur trebuie sa fie altceva ... Ia sa vedem O sa apas pe butonul asta. Ce s-o intampla?! Tiii, tiiii...Vrrrmm, Vrmmm. Si-atat??!!!? Gata? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NU ma misc? Noooo... Nici asta nu e ceea ce caut... Voi da din picioare. Hopaa! Ma misc! Sa dau mai tare. Da! Asta e! Pot sa ma deplasez in directia in care vreau! Minunat! Heeei! Uitati-va la mine! De mult imi doream sa trag de funza asta. Acum am reusit. Am ajuns pe picioarele mele(ma rog, rotile, dar nu o sa le spun toate detaliile) pana la ea! Dar frunza nu zice nimic... Poate daca o prind pe Pisi o sa ma joc cu ea... Hei! Pisi, unde te duci? Staaaai, nu fugi... Lasa ca pun eu mana pe tine. Dar nu acum. Acum trebuie sa vad ce este in raftul asta. HIhi, fasaie. Dar aici?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehe, perdeaua. Nu cred ca am voie sa ma joc cu ea...dar macar asa...s-o gust! Telecomanda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R9GCb62sSNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nWHL7wU13pA/s1600-h/PICT3742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R9GCb62sSNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nWHL7wU13pA/s320/PICT3742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175060862992140498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha! Credeati ca nu ajung la ea! Uite, Mami, arunc cu telecomanda! Ce fericit sunt! Pot sa ma deplasez singur acum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Cam asa a fost prima experienta a lui Matei cu premergatorul. Aceasta a urmat iesirii celui de-al doilea dinte. Este atat de...incantat de dintisorii lui incat ii incearca pe orice reuseste sa puna...gura. Cel mai fericit este cand reuseste sa prinda cate un biscuit. Sa vezi cum il devoreaza..  Nici pufuletii nu au prea mari sanse de izbanda in gurita lui Matei. (Nu va inchipuiti ca primeste juma' de punga de pufuleti! Unul doi  pufuleti la 2-3 zile) Sunt gusturi si texturi noi de alimente necesare formarii unei educatii gustative a copilului. Legumele fac parte acum din alimentatia zilnica (am renuntat la telina, pastarnac si radacina de patrunjel intrucat a refuzat mancarea ) Nu-i un capat de tara. Au ramas cartofii, morcovii si dovlecelul amestecate cu galbenus de ou. Fructele sunt amestecate cu branzica facuta in casa cu Calciu si un biscuit sfaramat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce recapitulam performantele puiuui nostru, mi-am adus aminte ca astazi a stat singur in picioare sprijinindu-se de carucior. A avut el o tentativa de ...culcat pe burta insa tati a fost pe faza. Mai jos este dovada:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a8b6363751c4ab09" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8b6363751c4ab09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11C7B8299DC60369C1BB7554180D2FBCA789BF6A.1209A6CB1980225B822BC54865D61E79C59CFC77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8b6363751c4ab09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dby3UnAJvjE4zUAXMlGkyus1LpmA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8b6363751c4ab09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11C7B8299DC60369C1BB7554180D2FBCA789BF6A.1209A6CB1980225B822BC54865D61E79C59CFC77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8b6363751c4ab09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dby3UnAJvjE4zUAXMlGkyus1LpmA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matei reuseste sa socializeze de fiecare data cand iese la plimbare. Astazi s-a jucat cu Bianca si Tudorica iar la farmacie a avut o discutie cu doamna farmacist.&lt;br /&gt;  Cati dintre noi ne mai amintim primii stropi de apa aruncati in joaca pe fata? Oare ... ne-a placut? Ce senzatii ne-au incercat mintea la vremea respectiva? Eu mi-as fi dorit sa stiu.. Matei va sti cu siguranta! Mai jos sunt reactiile lui. Si ce reactii!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7afc0e9b5d784863" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7afc0e9b5d784863%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1324E023DCE5D190C67486B600171FCC898C7673.3927AB8C9672B84925B26650CC152EF472EA3EB8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7afc0e9b5d784863%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnr6A7Ou8yYirJXQTvEFzqjrwEKg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7afc0e9b5d784863%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1324E023DCE5D190C67486B600171FCC898C7673.3927AB8C9672B84925B26650CC152EF472EA3EB8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7afc0e9b5d784863%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dnr6A7Ou8yYirJXQTvEFzqjrwEKg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiferent cum ne-ncearca viata, indiferent de schimbarile bune sau rele petrecute in jurul nostru, Matei este izvorul de buna dispozitie ce ne face sa vedem totul in roz.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne traiesti Matei!&lt;br /&gt;La Multi Ani, tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4925272139650658303?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7afc0e9b5d784863&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a8b6363751c4ab09&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4925272139650658303/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4925272139650658303' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4925272139650658303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4925272139650658303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/03/7-martie-aniversarea-de-8-luni-si-60de.html' title='7 Martie-Aniversarea de 8 luni, 8 kilograme si ... 60de ani'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R9GDAa2sSOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mW9rNzpFE20/s72-c/PICT3764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5232765220513055980</id><published>2008-03-01T19:55:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:35:51.983+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Martie</title><content type='html'>Uite ca a venit si primavara. Am asteptat-o atat de mult incat acum, dupa ce a sosit...parca nu e chiar asa mare fas. Abia acum, in timp ce scriu aceste randuri, mi-am dat seama ca este ... chiar primavara. Este primul Martisor al lui Matei. Cu aceasta ocazie a facut si primii pasi in premergator (ma rog, primii pasi au fost facuti cu vreo doua zile in urma insa astazi s-a intrecut pe sine insusi). S-a deplasat singur conform vointei sale. A vrut sa se duca pana la patutul lui si s-a dus. S-a indreptat catre usa pentru ca de-acolo s-a auzit vocea mamei lui. In tot acest timp a vorbit pe limba lui fara incetare (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ba, ba, ba, brruuu, ma, ma, ba, zzz, fruuu, brmmm...etc, etc&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;    I-a aparut si al doilea dintisor. Jos, in stanga. Abia a strapuns gingia insa ..promite :) In curand lui Matei ii va putea ramane ...mancare intre dinti :)) Se descurca admirabil. Putin Dentinox si durerea dispare.&lt;br /&gt;  Astazi Matei a avut o zi plina. De dimineata a facut baita sub dus! A avut pentru inceput o ... retinere in ceea ce priveste noua locatie. Zgomotele amplificate ale apei cazute din dus in cada l-au facut sa se uite putin...precaut. Dupa ce am intrat sub dus, tinandu-l pe Matei in brate, am lasat apa sa-l ude pe spate. I-a placut! A fost foarte incantat cand l-am intors cu fata spre apa. Se juca cu jetul dusului si radea. A fost ... perfect.&lt;br /&gt;  Dupa o asa dimineata revigoranta, a primit vizita Elenei. Ca de obicei, buna mea surioara (si matusa de aproape 8 luni incoace) l-a cadorisit pe Matei cu o jucarie. Chiar i-a placut! S-a jucat cu ea cot la cot cu mine:)&lt;br /&gt;  Dupa o masa copioasa ce a constat in (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ati ghicit&lt;/span&gt;) mar, banana si branzica facuta din lapte si calciu lactic, am plecat impreuna sa vedem amplasarea noului meu loc de munca. Este aproape de bunii nostrii prieteni Ri si Felicia. Poate asa o sa le atacam mai des gratarul din curte. La intoarcere am trecut prin Cora. Mami a facut cumparaturile iar baietii s-au invartit printre rafturile cu produse electronice, pe la raionul cu scule, accesorii auto... deh, ca baietii :) La final am insotit-o pe mami in zona produselor congelate (prietenii stiu de ce:P )&lt;br /&gt;    Ne-am intors acasa si a inceput cursa cu premergatorul. Dupa aproape o ora si jumatate de claxoane, pocaneli, bocaneli tiuituri, chiote si alergari dupa pisica, Matei s-a retras la somn (dupa laptele de seara, bine-nteles)&lt;br /&gt;      Acum e aproape liniste. Se aude tzacanitul tastelor iar pe fundal niste indivizi vorbesc in engleza la un oarecare post tv. Usa de la sufragerie este deschisa; urechile ne sunt ciulite la Matei insa...acum ne-am linistit. Am avut o zi plina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Multi Ani fetelor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din partea lui Matei si a lui tati!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5232765220513055980?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5232765220513055980/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5232765220513055980' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5232765220513055980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5232765220513055980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/03/1-martie_01.html' title='1 Martie'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5420430518367724244</id><published>2008-02-23T07:13:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T07:42:40.993+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F650'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BMW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motocicleta'/><title type='text'>Motocicleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7-yMwe0iLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vzBSuoPUEbE/s1600-h/PA271168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7-yMwe0iLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vzBSuoPUEbE/s320/PA271168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170046829486966962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astazi voi face un lucru pe care ma gandeam ca nu o sa-l fac vreodata. Imi vine sa scriu "de buna voie si nesilit de nimeni" insa nu ar fi pe deplin adevarat. Cel putin prima parte. Azi o sa imi duc motocicleta la Monteoru. Nesilit de nimeni dar nu de buna voie. NU renunt la ea cu sufletul impacat. Ma rog, "renuntat" e un fel de-a spune. O sa o las acolo pentru ceva reparatii de care eu nu mai am timp sa le fac. Cel putin asta a fost pretextul cu care mi-am amagit mintea. Credeam ca e mai usor ... Nu e! E usor sa alegi intre o probabilitate mai mare sa ai accident in oras si alta mai mica. Foarte usor. Dar... e tare dificil de pus in practica. Un copil iti schimba viata. Iti schimba prioritatile si inlocuieste tot ceea ce ai crezut ca e de neinlocuit in mintea si sufletul tau. NU e rau. E bine. Insa este dificil.&lt;br /&gt;M-am gandit ca o sa folosesc motocicleta numai la plimbarile de weekend pe dealurile din apropierea MOnteorului, eventual in concediu la drumuri ceva mai lungi. Asta este un alt gand de usurare a perioadei de sevraj. Cu toate acestea, o discutie cu un bun prieten m-a adus cu picioarele pe pamant.&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: mai, de renuntat nu cred ca o sa renunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: pariu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: numa ca o sa ma dau mai rar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: din ce in ce mai rar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: la inceput&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: 1-2 ani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: gata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: pariu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: in fine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa valentin: ma, daca e asa cum zici tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: inseamna ca nu o sa doar prea tare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: doara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: logic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: viata le rezolva pe toate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: dar dupa cativa ani o sa il iau pe Matei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa valentin: la plimbare cu mobra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa valentin: si adunci o sa vrea si el....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: si o sa-i iau o mini mini motoreta de padure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: vise taica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: vise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa valentin: si o sa ma dau cu el cum ma dau io cu tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J: hai ca ma decolat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: te pup ma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa valentin: pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;musa valentin: drum bun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa valentin: sa ai vreme frumoasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: mercic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa, prietena mea BMW F650, motocicleta care m-a dus pe toate coclaurile, este pe cale sa petreaca o buna perioada intr-o minunata statiune balneo climaterica, Sarata Monteoru.&lt;br /&gt;Nu va ramane singura. Mai mult ca sigur ca o va alerga taica-miu. Stiu ca va avea grija de el asa cum a avut si de mine. Si el de ea.&lt;br /&gt;E greu...tare greu...&lt;img src="file:///E:/PozeVM/2007_10_27Enduro%20cu%20Vamos%20spre%20Peris/PICT1659.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5420430518367724244?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5420430518367724244/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5420430518367724244' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5420430518367724244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5420430518367724244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/02/motocicleta.html' title='Motocicleta'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7-yMwe0iLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vzBSuoPUEbE/s72-c/PA271168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5538120616903745265</id><published>2008-02-21T13:37:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T07:43:27.975+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='centura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salveaza viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scaun auto'/><title type='text'>Important!! Folositi Scaunul auto pentru copii!!</title><content type='html'>Chiar daca avea centura de siguranta, credeti ca mama ar fi putut sa tina copilul astfel incat acesta sa nu se loveasca? Aici este valabila vorba "eu te fac, eu te omor" Poate ca mama este  protejata de copil... Puteti sa traiti cu asta pe constiinta? Pentru ce? De ce sa nu puneti copilul intr-un scaun de masina pentru copii?&lt;br /&gt;Testul a fost facut la 40km/h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xU2jrQ4uunU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dati click aici!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5538120616903745265?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5538120616903745265/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5538120616903745265' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5538120616903745265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5538120616903745265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/02/important.html' title='Important!! Folositi Scaunul auto pentru copii!!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7104208041652542163</id><published>2008-02-19T19:53:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:37:07.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Program de bebelus</title><content type='html'>Dimineata (dupa masa) este continuata cu programul stiintific. Studiul oscilatiilor. Daca montezi o bila verde in capatul unui sistem oscilant si-i aplici o forta, atunci ...ia sa vedem. Ce se intampla? Mda, destul de interesant. Imi place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33b7761576fb374d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33b7761576fb374d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3168FAD52C4EED758B8EFA0F135AB96996671C6B.2A621EFA417F1375335689CFD8D3C1EDF3A8193B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33b7761576fb374d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfDUI1P2YUYwlqtnm8wDAYcHisn8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33b7761576fb374d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3168FAD52C4EED758B8EFA0F135AB96996671C6B.2A621EFA417F1375335689CFD8D3C1EDF3A8193B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33b7761576fb374d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfDUI1P2YUYwlqtnm8wDAYcHisn8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7saJAe0iJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fKxYLSVlvUM/s1600-h/PICT3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7saJAe0iJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fKxYLSVlvUM/s320/PICT3503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168753739388192914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUpa alte cateva experimente, obosit, murdar si asudat (dar fericit) trebuie sa fac fata unei alte provocari. Imi tot storc mintea si muschii sa ajung in cadita ce ma asteapta. Sa vedem... Ma agat cu mana dreapta de marginea caditei...Ah! Nu mai stiu! Cu dreapta sau cu stanga??!! O sa incerc cu dreapta. Fac un efort si imi ridic privirea peste margine. Ah! Daaaa, e apa inauntru. Si pare a fi calda... Uff! NU-mi aduc aminte ce trebuie sa fac dupa ce ma ridic in maini... Sigur mai era ceva. . Dar ce? Incerc sa ma ridic cu ambele maini. NU ajuta nici asta. In fine! Am un lapsus... O sa incerc sa ma tin in maini si..poate imi soptete cineva continuarea. Sau poate ma ia tati in brate si ma scuteste de incercarile astea. Aaa asta era! Ma ia tati in brate. Asta trebuie sa fac. Dar cum?&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu pot sa ..."ma ia tati" singur. Vreti sa vedeti cum am continuat? 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De regula, cu cat medicamentul este mai amar si mai rau la gust, cu atat perioada de administrare este mai lunga. Adultii au puterea (sau mai bine zis...lipsa de vointa) de a renunt la medicamentul rau la gust. Copiii...n-au ce face. Chiar daca incearca din rasputeri sa scape de acei mililitri de substanta ... nu prea au sanse. Adultul stie ca trebuie administrat. Si-i da!&lt;br /&gt;Dupa 6 zile de sirop de tuse cu un gust...gretos de zmeura, stomacelul lui Matei a refuzat sa mai tina substanta cleioasa. Gata, pai pana cand?!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a trece mai usor zilele astea de restriste, Matei invata sa cante la chitara. Ce sa faci cand esti racit, infundat, fara prea multa pofta de mancare si cand esti indopat cu tot felul de medicamente? Muzica!&lt;br /&gt;Sa cante muzica, domnule Matei!&lt;br /&gt;Ne cerem scuze pentru calitatea proasta a imaginilor. 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Bine-nteles ca pentru prima data :) Este un fel de...demo de raceala. O corcitura de raceala. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A pornit asa...ca o adiere. S-a inversunat sa-l atace miseleste, pe la spate insa zambetul lui Matei a rezistat. L-a incercat la inceput cu o trupa de stranuturi. Le-a ras in nas! Le-a dat afara luandu-le de guler. Uimita de faptul ca un omulet asa de mic a reusit sa distruga primul atac, Raceala (subapreciindu-l in continuare) a trimis o escadrila de muci care sa-l ingenuncheze pe Agentul nostru. Acesta a doborat o buna parte din unitatile inamicului folosind pompa din dotare. Cateva unitati razlete inca se mai ascund prin spatele frontului insa nu mai reprezinta niciun pericol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7ghxwe0iII/AAAAAAAAAPY/nhlgtwlqynQ/s1600-h/PICT3402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7ghxwe0iII/AAAAAAAAAPY/nhlgtwlqynQ/s320/PICT3402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167917711119124610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Uimita si enervata in acelasi timp, Raceala a atacat simultan cu Rosu-n gat si Durere de ureche! A fost un atac puternic. Generalii au hotarat de comun acord sa se intruneasca la Cabinetul Medical pentru a stabili modalitatile si strategiile de aparare. S-a presupus ca marsava Raceala va incerca pe final sa arunce in lupta o arma neconventionala denumita FEBRA. Drept urmare, trupele agentului au fost intarite cu un scut protector de Antibiotic. Acum, trupele razlete de muci, ramase din primul atac, incearca sa strapunga frontul din interior. S-au vazut prinse in spatele scutului. Stiu ca zilele lor le sunt numarate si incearca sa ajunga  unitatile de tuse&lt;br /&gt;si de durere de urechi. Matei, lovit destul de rau de ultimele atacuri ale dusmanului, este increzator in puterile lui si ale aliatilor. Inca are puterea sa zambeasca. Stie ca mai are pana la finalul luptei insa e increzator ca va izbandi.&lt;br /&gt; O sa revenim cu noi stiri de pe campul de lupta cat de curand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7417443823715138815?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7417443823715138815/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7417443823715138815' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7417443823715138815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7417443823715138815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/02/breaking-news-razboi-in-dormitor.html' title='Breaking News-Razboi in dormitor!!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R7ghxwe0iII/AAAAAAAAAPY/nhlgtwlqynQ/s72-c/PICT3402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8351354634903782357</id><published>2008-02-07T15:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:41:18.260+02:00</updated><title type='text'>07.02.2008 - Fix 7 luni-Fix 7kile sapte sute</title><content type='html'>Si-a mai trecut inca o luna... Da, stiu...n-am mai scris nimic in ultima perioada. Imi pare rau ca asteptarile voastre s-au implinit asa de taziu insa...dupa cum bine stiti mai bine mai tarziu decat niciodata :)&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai important eveniment din aceasta ultima luna s-a petrecut acum cateva zile, in noaptea dintre 4 spre 5 feb. Primul dintisor al lui Matei, (incisivul stanga jos) a strapuns gingia! Ma gandeam cum as fi reactionat eu (sau voi) daca gingiile ne-ar fi in permanenta tensiune, impinse, taiate, strapunse ...? Cred ca n-am pune geana peste geana .. Am merge pe la doctori stomatologi, ne-am indopa cu medicamente pentru calmarea durerilor...ne-am vaita si am jeli nonstop! Rezitenti mai sunt bebelusii :) Cateva scancete in noapte...o maraiala mai accentuata in timpul zilei si jucarii roase cu mult spor au fost efectele minunatului eveniment :)&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa vedem ce altceva notabil s-a mai intamplat? Aaa bun! Matei este la varsta la care trateaza cu plans orice persoana straina. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cine esti? NU te cunosc! O sa plang! Mami, uita-te la mine, am pus botu', am lasat buza, ma pregatesc sa plang. Vii? "  &lt;/span&gt;Si mami se duce repede la bebe si il ia in brate si il linisteste, si ii spune cine este acea persoana noua pentru Matei... Apoi, incet-incet, puiul de om se obisnuieste cu musafirii si incepe sa-i trateze ca atare. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cu voi stau serios (poate va arunc asa, cate un zambet, iar cu mami si tati sunt vesel mai mereu si rad la ei in brate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu fiecare zi ce trece, Matei este tot mai aproape de momentul in care o sa se ridice in genunchi si sa priveasca peste marginea patutului. Se agata cu o mana de marginea superioara a patului si se ridica in brate. O sa iasa un sportiv :)) Este foarte activ si nu vrea sa stea intr-un loc.  Asta am aflat (si ne-a ramas in minte) abia dupa ce domnul A CAZUT DIN PAT!! Exact! A fost pus pe patul din dormitor si s-a rasucit pana a cazut din pat. Nu i-au trebuit mai mult de 20 sec. Hop, poc buf! Acum stam cu ochii pe el ca pe butelie :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R6tHGd-KozI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VAHQ9PlBnPI/s1600-h/PICT3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R6tHGd-KozI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VAHQ9PlBnPI/s320/PICT3348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164299574160565042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    "Vichendul" &lt;/span&gt;trecut am fost la... zapada. Troiene de zapada in Teleorman. Zapada cat vezi cu ochii iar in Bucuresti a dat coltul ierbii :) Aerul curat combinat cu leganatul lui Matei l-a facut pe acesta sa adoarma in...front. Oricum, cat te uitai cu ochii nu vedeai decat albul stralucitor al zapezii. Cum ochelari de soare inca nu i-am luat...omuletul a preferat sa traga un pui de somn in zgomotul zapezii scartaind sub talpile bocancilor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu aceasta ocazie Matei a dat ochii cu un specimen deosebit de agresiv. Acesta se numeste Petecel! A trebuit sa-l inlantuim pentru a-l putea stapani. Cu toate acestea, agresivitatea acestuia l-a facut sa rada pe Matei... si ce ras! In hohote!!&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa vedem ce s-a mai intamplat in aceasta luna in ceea ce priveste alimentatia. Incepand usor, usor, cu suc de mere, cu o lingurita, doua, trei...am trecut luna aceasta la doua mese pe zi diferite de lapte. Una ce consta in mar ras sau banana pasata iar a doua reprezentata de cereale pentru bebici, de la Nestle. Aici am cam dat-o in bara intrucat am folosit cereale cu orez, fapt ce a dus la o constipatie de toata frumusetea. Cand ne-am dat seama ce am facut, am renuntat la cerealele  cu orez pentru o saptamana. Micutul si-a revenit la normal si acum primeste cereale cu grau, banana si portocala.  Din greseli invatam.&lt;br /&gt;Diversificarea a continuat cu supa de legume, legume pasate si in ultima perioada legume pasate cu piept de curca de la tara. Supa de legume, precum si piureul cu piept de curca l-a cam lasat indiferent pe Matei. Acesta s-a uitat stramband din nas la pasta din farfurie si dupa cateva lingurite a inceput sa priveasca peretii.&lt;br /&gt;Dragilor, cam asta a fost retrospectiva lunii. Va invit la final sa vedeti cum a decurs intalnirea lui Matei cu fiara deslantuita dein Saele!&lt;br /&gt;Vizionare placuta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-761acaf015e326e7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D761acaf015e326e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27E84E22C51157A463EA899B32C173B8424667D3.77CD373C7DC1E7D2EB0777A9AD537DE7EDDF0407%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D761acaf015e326e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLT5TjDqTyDtagE7eoRIc7TSl2ms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D761acaf015e326e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27E84E22C51157A463EA899B32C173B8424667D3.77CD373C7DC1E7D2EB0777A9AD537DE7EDDF0407%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D761acaf015e326e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLT5TjDqTyDtagE7eoRIc7TSl2ms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8351354634903782357?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=761acaf015e326e7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8351354634903782357/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8351354634903782357' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8351354634903782357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8351354634903782357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/02/07022008-fix-7-luni.html' title='07.02.2008 - Fix 7 luni-Fix 7kile sapte sute'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R6tHGd-KozI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VAHQ9PlBnPI/s72-c/PICT3348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-2533900972431482018</id><published>2008-01-17T22:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:55:39.457+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccinul de 6 luni</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O groaza de lucruri se intampla in viata unui copil la 6 luni. In primul rand...implinesti juma de an. Tie, ca bebelus, nu-ti pasa. Dar vai...ce fericire si mandrie in vocea parintilor cand sunt intrebati in parc, pe strada...:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vai, ce dragalas e! Cat are?&lt;/span&gt; si tu ii raspunzi cu..aroganta chiar ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaa, e mare, are 6 luni... &lt;/span&gt;si uitandu-te asa, superior la copilul celuilalt, (in carut sau in brate, depinde cum e transportat puiul de om) intrebi...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar al dumneavoastra cat are?&lt;/span&gt; Si astepti cu un suras pe buze raspunsul celuilalt, spus asa, printre dinti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are numai 4 luni, dar crestem noi! Suntem pe val! &lt;/span&gt;Orgoliul fiindu-ne satisfacut ne indepartam pasind mandri spre parc.&lt;br /&gt;Ce se mai intampla la 6 luni? Pai..momentul urmatorului vaccin. Persoana cea mai traumatizata nu este dupa cum v-ati fi asteptat, copilul. Nooo! Nici gand. Parintii sunt cei mai afectati. Trebuie sa tii copilul sa nu miste in timpul vaccinului, trebuie sa-l vezi cum tipa si incearca sa scape din stransoare. Unii! Bine-nteles nu noi! Nooo, copilul nostru nu a plans din cauza micii intepaturi facute in piciorul drept. Saracul a plans din cauza stransorii prea puternice. In lipsa mea, Mihaela a chemat-o pe matusa Viviana sa o ajute la imobilizarea fiarei dezlantuite ! :)&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce doamna doctor neonatolog Irina Cuzino l-a imunizat pe domnul Agent, acesta a adormit in front. Cu aceasta ocazie fetele au putut studia in liniste gurita lui Matei, gingiile, semnele aparitiei primilor dintisori... L-au masurat din cap pana in picioare si l-au cantarit.&lt;br /&gt;Rezultatele au fost uimitoare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lungime (că inaltime....) 70cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Circumferinta craniului 42cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greutatea 7,420Kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E "costeliv" dupa spusele D-nei Irina Cuzino. Trebuie sa-i marim ratiile :))&lt;br /&gt;La capitolul alimentatie ne-a spus sa introducem in prima saptamana cereale (pudra de orez, grau, etc) Dupa aceasta prima saptamana ar trebui sa inceapa sa manance supa de legume cu 2 lingurite de ulei, fara telina. In prima zi zeama chioara, apoi legume pasate si dupa inca o saptamana are liber la carnita de vacuta, gaina sau curcan. La inca o saptamana sau doua dupa ce primeste carnea, Matei poate sa manance si ou.&lt;br /&gt;Deja alimentatia i se va diversifica. Ma gandesc cu o oarecare neliniste la scutecele ce vor trebui sa fie schimbate...:) Noroc cu Mihaela ca sta doi ani cu el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai traim si mai vedem pana atunci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-2533900972431482018?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/2533900972431482018/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=2533900972431482018' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/2533900972431482018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/2533900972431482018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/vaccinul-de-6-luni.html' title='Vaccinul de 6 luni'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4983150621318072292</id><published>2008-01-16T13:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:50:19.948+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Domnul Cristian Cotiga</title><content type='html'>Sincer sa fiu am stat putin in cumpana cand a trebuit sa dau titlul acestui articol. NU stiam ce anume sa scriu.."Doctorul Cristian Cotiga" sau "Omul Cristian Cotiga". Asta este problema...nu poti desparti un om de profesia lui, cu atat mai mult cu cat aceasta se confunda cu calitatea sa de om.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stii niciodata cand vorbesti cu Doctorul sau cu Omul Cristian Cotiga. Toate discutiile pe care le-am avut cu dansul au fost facute intr-un cadru si o atmosfera deosebita. Poate doar echipamentele specifice activitatii cabinetului medical sa poata sa iti reaminteasca faptul ca te afli la..doctor si nu la o discutie prieteneasca. Pana la acest moment nu am scris nimic despre omul care ne-a ajutat sa devenim parinti. Stim ca ne va intelege. Viata noastra s-a rasucit, intortocheat, complicat, inveselit, schimbat etc, etc, o data cu venirea lui Matei. Prioritatile noastre s-au schimbat aproape instantaneu... Nu e de mirare ca am omis sa multumim public celui ce a ajutat la schimbarea vietii noastre.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce am "incercat" destui doctori (care fie vorba intre noi aveau aceasta titulatura numai in acte), dupa ce am fost plimbati din cabinete in cabinete, dupa ce am mers la pomul laudat...unde am stat cu orele la coada pentru niste analize si diagnostice cel putin ciudate, am avut sansa de a-l cunoaste pe domnul Dr. Cotiga.&lt;br /&gt;  Acesta a dat un alt sens notiunii de DOCTOR. De fapt omul nu a schimbat nimic. Pur si simplu si-a facut meseria punand suflet in ea. Dupa primele vizite la cabinetul acestuia aveam senzatia ca ne cunoastem de 100 de ani. Modul in care a reusit sa ne redea optimismul pierdut a facut astfel incat sa asteptam cu nerabdare urmatoarele vizite.&lt;br /&gt;  Unul din motivele pentru care scriu acest articol este acela ca voi, cei care cititi aceste randuri si sunteti hotarati sa aduceti pe lume un copil, sa aveti parte de un tratament corect si de un om care chiar vrea sa va ajute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datele de contact ale Dr. Cotiga Cristian sunt :&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="style23"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adresa Cabinet:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Strada Elena Clucereasa, Nr. 41, Sector 1, Bucuresti.&lt;br /&gt;Telefon: 0744 332 141&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p class="style4 style35" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ginecologie.lx.ro/images/Map.jpg" height="189" width="314" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="style35 style4" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4983150621318072292?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4983150621318072292/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4983150621318072292' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4983150621318072292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4983150621318072292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/domnul-cristian-cotiga.html' title='Domnul Cristian Cotiga'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-765585044499286501</id><published>2008-01-14T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T12:10:06.262+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alimentatia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beblusi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 luni'/><title type='text'>Alimentatia la 6 luni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4vJeKL_v-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/ATb_tnFA524/s1600-h/golden_delicious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4vJeKL_v-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/ATb_tnFA524/s320/golden_delicious.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155435718423592930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum am scris cu ceva timp in urma, lui Matei am inceput sa-i introducem si mancare intre mesele cu laptic.&lt;br /&gt;Astfel, incepand cu 01 ianuarie 2008, Matei a primit progresiv timp de sapte zile suc de morcovi incepand cu 2 lingurite, apoi trei, patru...pana la 10 lingurite (aproape o cescuta plina cu suc). A tolerat foarte bine noul aliment fara nicio problema. Sucul ii era dat cu lingurita inainte de masa de pranz.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cele 7 zile de morcovi a continuat cu suc de mere pornind cu 5 lingurite. A doua zi a primit suc de mar ingrosat cu pulpa de mar ras. Incepand cu cea de a treia zi a primit marul ras direct pe razatoarea aceea de sticla de care ne aducem aminte cu totii :)&lt;br /&gt;Am facut asa repede trecerea de la suc la piure de mar intrucat Matei este un mare nesatul! I-am dat pana acum numai mere "golden" ce lasa foarte mult suc.&lt;br /&gt;Astazi a ajuns la insemnata cantitate de jumatate de mar ras!&lt;br /&gt;Cu gandul la mancare am uitat sa consemnam faptul ca Matei se rostogoleste fara probleme de pe o parte pe cealalta. A invatat foarte repede care-i miscarea (prima data pe 29dec 2007) astfel incat acum profita de noile abilitati pentru a vedea lumea din perspective diferite... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si daca nu pot sa merg de-a busilea ..ce??! Important este ca ajung la jucarii ... rostogolindu-ma! NU conteaza cum... Scopul, dupa cum stie toata lumea, scuza mijloacele :P&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa vedem ce s-a mai intamplat in lume zilele astea...&lt;br /&gt;Nimic important...se vorbeste despre programul nuclear al Iranului, despre accidentul printesei Diana si al prietenului acesteia Dodi Fayed, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cristian Tudor Popescu a demisionat de la conducerea cotdianului "Gandul", Britney Spears a ameninţat că se va sinucide dacă părinţii o vor forţa să se interneze într-un spital de psihiatrie pentru a primi ajutor specializat,.. tampenii&lt;br /&gt;Nici nu merita sa ne batem capul cu astfel de stiri.&lt;br /&gt;Poate maine apar altele, mai frumoase, mai destepte...mai cu mot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-765585044499286501?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/765585044499286501/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=765585044499286501' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/765585044499286501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/765585044499286501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/alimentatia-la-6-luni.html' title='Alimentatia la 6 luni'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4vJeKL_v-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/ATb_tnFA524/s72-c/golden_delicious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-7950072139141945707</id><published>2008-01-14T19:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:03:57.217+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Primul contact cu tastatura</title><content type='html'>gvxc xxxxxxxxxxxxxx   yxa            fsd ,.-sY c xsx ysgj rm vt2ferfdgc rfd cx 455ntrftyc v            HTG5ZGFD 9JKZ6IL9I9U6TZH9LTŞ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-7950072139141945707?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/7950072139141945707/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=7950072139141945707' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7950072139141945707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/7950072139141945707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/primul-contact-cu-tastatura.html' title='Primul contact cu tastatura'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-1583482838559487328</id><published>2008-01-08T21:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:18:51.317+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comentarii</title><content type='html'>Buna seara, dragii mei.&lt;br /&gt; Uneori ne lovim de anumite probleme cu privire la cresterea lui Matei. Sincer sa fiu, ne-ar prinde bine niste sfaturi cu privire la modul de introducere a alimentatiei variate sau la ingrijirea gingiilor ce trec prin grele incercari in aceasta perioada...&lt;br /&gt;Nu va sfiiti, la fiecare articol publicat aici puteti sa lasati propriile comentarii, sfaturi, indrumari sau...dezaprobari. Toate ne vor fi de folos. Printre cei care citesc aceste randuri sunt si "proaspeti" parinti ce abia au trecut cu bebelusii lor de durerile de dinti...de primii pasi, de primele cazaturi... Invatati-ne si pe noi dein experienta voastra.&lt;br /&gt;Folositi-va contul de gmail (username/parola) pentru a va autentifica sau pur si simplu postati trecandu-va numele.. de scena.&lt;br /&gt;Noi doi si piticul va multumim anticipat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-1583482838559487328?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/1583482838559487328/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=1583482838559487328' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1583482838559487328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1583482838559487328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/comentarii.html' title='Comentarii'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-1896304948754506994</id><published>2008-01-07T18:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:18:58.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>6 luni de Sfantul Ion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ba, vino cu vinul ala incoa'    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O viata ai si p-aia.... stii tu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4Ji9aL_v7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bvsgtC6yVQs/s1600-h/PICT2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4Ji9aL_v7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bvsgtC6yVQs/s320/PICT2622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789730806448050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oare ce-or insemna aceste 6 luni pentru Matei? O fi frustrant sa stii ca nu ai la activ decat 6 luni? Sa nu poti fi intrebat..."- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ce-ai facut in ultimii..."  &lt;/span&gt;Cum este sa ai numai 6 luni de viata? Cum este sa stii ca esti abia la inceput? Cum te simti stiind ca mai ai...de mancat cel putin pana in 2090?&lt;br /&gt;Fericitule :) Habar n-ai !&lt;br /&gt;Lasand in urma prostiile de mai sus, trebuie neaparat sa scriu despre minunatele zile de iarna ce si-au adus aminte si de BUcurestiul plin de praf, noroi, mizerie... Uimitor!! E iarna! Si chiar ninge in  ianuarie. Am profitat de faptul ca in "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vichend" &lt;/span&gt;a fost soare si am iesit cu Matei la plimbare in parc. Am folosit o noua metoda de transport. Metoda m-a rapus dupa o ora de mers insa chiar a meritat. A fost atat de incantat, incat dupa 15 min a adormit bustean! NImic nu l-a putut scoate din somn&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4JoV6L_v8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4sed7ccpv5I/s1600-h/PICT2646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4JoV6L_v8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/4sed7ccpv5I/s320/PICT2646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152795649271381954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ul sau! NIci macar frigul ce musca fara mila din nasucul lui. Am incercat de cateva ori sa i-l tinem acoperit cu fularul dar...imediat si-l scotea la aer. Daca am vazut ca nu-l deranjeaza (ba chiar ii place) l-am lasat sa-i inghete! Si asta este o experienta de viata, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    Printre multe alte placeri ce si le permite, Matei primeste cu multa bucurie invitatiile la zbor! Chiar daca pilotul este Mami  sau Tati, el chiuie de bucurie cand isi face tura pe deasupra tuturor. Deocamdata beneficiaza numai de planorism. In curand, mai spre vara, va merge la scufundari in piscina. Apa este o alta mare ..dragoste a lui. Se simte extraordinar la balaceala. Da din maini si din picioare stropind in stanga si-n dreapta. E mare distractie in fiecare seara. NU-l intereseaza ratusca portocalie ce incearca sa se bage si ea in seama... Noo... Nici macar nu-i da atentie. Saraca ratusca...nu se joaca nimeni cu ea... Dar o sa duca dorul acestor zile linistite dupa ce Matei va fi posesorul primilor dintisori...&lt;br /&gt;   Am uitat sa va spun. Dintisorii se grabesc sa iasa la suprafata. Vor sa-l chinuie pe Matei insa este un baiat puternic. Sufera...in liniste. Maraie din cand in cand insa atunci cand durerea este prea mare izbucneste in plans. Noroc cu Mami care este mereu langa el si-i alina durerea... Lasa puiule, mai ai putin ... &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Mama lor de dintisori!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    Ziua lui de... 6 luni este pe terminate... Ne pregatim de baita si ne gandim &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bine&lt;/span&gt; la cadoul pe care Matei l-a primit de la buna noastra prietena, Dana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4JseKL_v9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/1UfpzsPrVRg/s1600-h/PICT2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4JseKL_v9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/1UfpzsPrVRg/s320/PICT2670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152800189051813842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La Multi Ani Matei, La Multi Ani Ioane!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-1896304948754506994?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/1896304948754506994/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=1896304948754506994' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1896304948754506994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/1896304948754506994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/6-luni-de-sfantul-ion.html' title='6 luni de Sfantul Ion'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R4Ji9aL_v7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bvsgtC6yVQs/s72-c/PICT2622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-609085432418176465</id><published>2008-01-02T11:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:16:48.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelion 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3tijqL_v6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/N78CYE2BpKw/s1600-h/PICT2473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3tijqL_v6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/N78CYE2BpKw/s320/PICT2473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150818963587841954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea presanta a acestor zile a fost pentru unii :"Unde facem Revelionul?" La Vali? Ntz, ca asta are copil acum... Si atunci? Unde?!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;Cu aceasta ocazie ciclul aproape neintrerupt de Revelioane la Vali s-a rupt aici. Prietenii imi vor multumi ca au avut parte de distractie pe cinste...departe de sau chiar in Bucuresti.&lt;br /&gt;Boon, sa-i lasam acum pe ceilalti departe, cu grijile lor legate de sunetul zurgalailor de la saniile in care cu chiu cu vai reusesc sa manance o felie de paine cu ceapa si untura alaturi de sticla cu palinca ce nu prea poate sa ridice acele minus 15 grade (la umbra) si sa revenim in..studio.&lt;br /&gt;Pregatirile din acest an pentru Revelion speram sa fie la un nivel minim insa...dupa cum o stim cu totii, Mihaela s-a intrecut (din nou) pe ea insasi! Sarmalute in foi de varza, aperitive..ca la nunta, carnaciori, fripturica...mamaliguta.....mmm A fost o nebunie in..trei.&lt;br /&gt;Matei, infofolit in 2 paturi, a urmarit banii vecinilor de cartier cum se transforma in luminite colorate urmate de pocnete, bubuieli, sfaraieli... Cu totii am fost usor dezamagiti de "spectacol" Se pare ca anul asta... au fost mai putini bani arsi :)&lt;br /&gt;Imediat ce am intrat in casa, Matei a adormit!! Probabil diferenta de temperatura si ora destul de tarzie l-au ... "infrant"  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3teRaL_v5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KRE1bDU_OMs/s1600-h/PICT2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3teRaL_v5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KRE1bDU_OMs/s320/PICT2491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150814252008718226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In prima zi din 2008 domnu' agent a primit intaia lui hrana diferita de laptele matern. Doua lingurite de suc de morcovi. Ma rog, doua au fost in cana, nu stiu cate a reusit sa inghita. Le-a "halit" cu placere. Se pare ca sucul de morcovi ii place destul de mult. Nu a schitat niciun gest de refuz si chiar i-a facut placere sa testeze noua hrana. Ar mai fi vrut insa trebuie sa isi obisnuiasca organismul cu aceasta schimbare. Urmatoarea zi va primi trei lingurite cu suc apoi patru...cinci...pana va fi in stare sa isi duca singur mancarea cu ajutorul limbii. Va trebui apoi sa i se intrduca fructe pasate... In fine. Mai e pana atunci.&lt;br /&gt;Astazi, pe doi ianuarie, continutul celor trei lingurite cu suc de morcovi a fost savurat cu placere de micul gurmand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;later edit&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Era sa uit un eveniment deosebit! Pe 29 decembrie, dupa ce m-am jucat cu Matei rostogolindu-l de pe-o parte pe alta cam 15 min, acesta s-a intors SINGUR pe burtica. I-a placut sau..a descoperit faptul ca poate sa isi schimbe singur pozitia si acum...trebuie sa fim foarte atenti cand il lasam pe pat. Se poate rasuci!! Si inca ceva, ii place si se linisteste imediat cand ii cant la chitara. Sta linistit chiar si o ora intreaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunt asa de multe chestii de spus... Nu stiu cum pot sa exprim in cuvinte zambetul, rasul, plansul lui Matei... Toate acele sentimente care ne incearca atunci cand maraie sau plange din cauza durerii cauzate de iesirea dintisorilor. Cum poti sa pui pe hartie niste sentimente pe care nici tu nu ti le poti explica in mintea ta?!&lt;br /&gt;Un an nou plin de dragoste va dorim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-609085432418176465?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/609085432418176465/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=609085432418176465' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/609085432418176465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/609085432418176465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2008/01/revelion-2008.html' title='Revelion 2008'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3tijqL_v6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/N78CYE2BpKw/s72-c/PICT2473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8209778930922627776</id><published>2007-12-28T11:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:24:45.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Plimbarile de iarna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3TOuKL_v3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/F73JoasYcpA/s1600-h/PICT2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3TOuKL_v3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/F73JoasYcpA/s320/PICT2395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148967566395293554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu ocazia sarbatorilor si a catorva zile restante de concediu plantate miseleste in zilele lucratoare  dintre liberele oficiale, am avut sansa de a petrece mai mult timp cu Matei. Printre degete supte, reviste sifonate, jucarii molfaite si dimineti zgomotoase am avut placerea de a iesi impreuna la plimbare in parc. Dupa ce ne-am echipat corespunzator pentru frigul de-afara am iesit. Ajunsi in parc am constatat (ca de altfel in mai toate iesirile din ultima perioada) ca ne plimbam singuri!!! Nu am vazut un copil care sa fie scos la plimbare, la aer... Prima data am crezut ca iesim noi la ore nepotrivite insa, dupa cateva discutii cu parinti ai copiilor cam de seama lui Matei, ne-am dat seama ca de fapt...e prea mare deranjul parintilor!! Aaa...pai cum sa iesim pe frigul asta?? N-ai vazut? E zapada afara!! E mai bine sa stam in casa la caldura. Lasa-l ca n-o muri daca nu-l scot o saptamana p-afara!!&lt;br /&gt;Imi pare rau pentru ei...pentru copii.&lt;br /&gt;Experienta noastra in ceea ce priveste cresterea copiilor se rezuma numai la cele 5 luni si 3 saptamani trecute de la nasterea lui Matei, insa in toata aceasta perioada nu a racit, nu s-a imbolnavit, nu a avut febra.&lt;br /&gt;Nu am avut nicio retinere in a-l scoate afara chiar cand temperatura a scazut sub -5 grade Celsius atata timp cat l-am imbracat bine. Asta vara, cand afara erau +30 de grade, am tinut pornit aerul conditionat la el in camera aproape non-stop. I-am mentinut constanta  o temperatura de 24-25 de grade. E drept, am facut niste mici improvizatii la AC astfel incat curentul de aer sa nu ajunga la Matei, insa, contrar tuturor asteptarilor si recomandarilor medicilor, surorilor, verilor, parintilor, socrilor, prietenilor...etc, Matei a trecut prin vara sanatos, fara probleme respiratorii si s-a simtit mult mai confortabil decat multi altii (inclusiv adulti)&lt;br /&gt;Daca din textul de mai sus reiese un iz de...unflare in pene..sa stiti ca e...pe bune :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne reauzim sanatosi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8209778930922627776?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8209778930922627776/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8209778930922627776' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8209778930922627776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8209778930922627776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/12/plimbarile-de-iarna.html' title='Plimbarile de iarna'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3TOuKL_v3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/F73JoasYcpA/s72-c/PICT2395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4920432492172769153</id><published>2007-12-25T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:35:55.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarbatori Fericite Prieteni, Sarbatori Fericite Matei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3KINqL_v1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8NZHbwZ_BPQ/s1600-h/Primul+Craciun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3KINqL_v1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8NZHbwZ_BPQ/s320/Primul+Craciun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148327092282179410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru majoritatea oamenilor Craciunul inseamna multe multe SMS-uri, damigene cu vin, pomana porcului, familie, muraturi, nasi, fini, prieteni, vizite, frig, telefoane si uneori felicitari... Ca tot veni vorba de felicitari, magia scrisului urarilor pe o felicitare din carton, un bradut desenat pe plic si ...timbrul postal aplicat face mai mult decat 1000 de sms-uri sau mesaje telefonice. Acea placere, curiozitate si graba deschiderii plicului face toata...distractia. Oare ...ce mi-a scris?! A pus si altceva in plic? Ia sa vedem... Oare cat timp a facut pe drum? Maaama, tocmai din Suedia?! Ce frumos :)&lt;br /&gt; Pentru Matei astazi a fost o zi speciala. A fost primul sau Craciun petrecut in familie (matusa Elena si matusul Dan Sociu). Masa mare, cu bucate speciale facute cu drag in casa. Dupa cum se vede mai jos, Matei a ignorat total mancarea pusa pe masa in favoare degetelor lui Mami. Parca...au o savoare deosebita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradul de anul acesta a fost cel mai frumos de pana acum. E ok, mare si frumos...dar cand a sosit momentul in care a trebuit sa il punem in suport...am dat din nou peste acea veche dilema (cum sa bagi ceva mare in ceva mai mic). Dupa cateva momente de panica, sub privirile uimite ale pisicii, am luat ansamblul format din cubul in care trebuia sa doarma si batul pe care obisnuia sa isi ascuta ghearele, l-am intors cu gaura in sus si am infipt bradul devenit acum...ceva mai mic de introdus in ceva mai mare :)&lt;br /&gt; Una peste alta, dupa ce s-a terminat marea masa in familie am plecat impreuna cu Matei in ceea ce se numeste "prima vizita la prieteni a piticului". Aproape ca uitasem cat de bine este sa fii musafir. Mai ales la Adi :) E distractiv sa vezi gazda cum incearca sa impace fiecare invitat (inclusiv pe Matei) cu toate ca ne stim de ani buni si cu toate ca am mancat aceeasi paine si am baut aceeasi apa pe munte...&lt;br /&gt; Ajunsi acasa, Matei isi continua somnul inceput in masina, noi am pus mana pe telefoane si am inceput sa sunam ... pe la case sa uram...&lt;br /&gt;Sarbatori Fericite dragi prieteni!&lt;br /&gt;Sarbatori Fericite Matei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1aa1c5e0b7365e3d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1aa1c5e0b7365e3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55536E42D8328F20E895B3FDE71C89D1BE3BD5E0.61FD5732B728B903946B399CCDABBE082C7FA8F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1aa1c5e0b7365e3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkwykfFATL_bMJ-cuXOgvcMyEHD0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1aa1c5e0b7365e3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55536E42D8328F20E895B3FDE71C89D1BE3BD5E0.61FD5732B728B903946B399CCDABBE082C7FA8F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1aa1c5e0b7365e3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkwykfFATL_bMJ-cuXOgvcMyEHD0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4920432492172769153?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1aa1c5e0b7365e3d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4920432492172769153/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4920432492172769153' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4920432492172769153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4920432492172769153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/12/sarbatori-fericite-prieteni-sarbatori.html' title='Sarbatori Fericite Prieteni, Sarbatori Fericite Matei!'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R3KINqL_v1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/8NZHbwZ_BPQ/s72-c/Primul+Craciun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-4293304422667562122</id><published>2007-12-20T12:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:37:14.962+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Din ciclul "Mi-am luat masina noua..."</title><content type='html'>"Mi-am luat masina noua&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma ninge, nu ma ploua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare cu ce-l doare.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum stim, intr-o societate perfecta ca a noastra, este normal ca cei care locuiesc la parter sau la etajul unu sa nu plateasca liftul pe care oricum nu-l folosesc. Booon. Asta inseamna ca in mod sigur, ireversibil si irevocabil, usa liftului de la etajul unu TREBUIE sa fie blocata, batuta in cuie, prinsa cu suruburi, sudata si..electrocutata astfel incat nimeni sub nicio forma si niciodata in viata lui sa nu o poata deschide. Deh..daca nu platesti..ce treaba ai cu liftul nostru, a?!&lt;br /&gt;In aceasta ordine de idei, cam prin august am rugat adminul scarii noastre sa ia legatura cu mai marii stapani ai liftului sa deschida usa la unu. Mihaela muncea din greu cu caruciorul de doispe kile urcandu-l...impreuna cu Matei, pe scari.  . . Mai ales ca era imediat dupa nastere. Dupa doua saptamani de nereusite, am luat problema-n mana si am sunat la stapanire... Foarte amabili ne-au dat termen ..cateva zile. Am asteptat cateva zile cam... 100 apoi..cand ne era viata mai frumoasa ne-am trezit cu o suma frumusica trecuta la intretinere pentru...plata lift :)) De tot rasul. Aveam usa deschisa cu o luna in urma insa nimeni n-a avut puterea, durerea, chinul sau ce mama naibii ar fi putut sa detina...sa ne anunte. In fine, fericiti nevoie mare, ne-am dus cu caruciorul lui Matei sa probam fenomenala realizare. Am apasat pe buton...am asteptat ...a sosit liftul apoi cu o imensa emotie in trup si suflet am incercat sa bagam caruciorul in lift... Si am incercat...in toate pozitiile Ne uitam ca prostii unul la celalalt...din cand in cand la carucior si cu multa ura la usile interioare ale liftului care de afurisite ce erau ele nu doreau sa se mai miste acei 10 cm necesari intrarii caruciorului... Am plecat resemnati in fata celei mai vechi dileme a omenirii...(cum sa bagi ceva mare in ceva ...mai mic)..&lt;br /&gt;    Acestea fiind spuse ne-am napustit la Kidex (targul cu produse pentru bebici) ne-am luat cel mai usor si mai ingust model de carucior...model super sport...cu tractiune integrala, tunning de motor si alte alea...astfel incat acesta sa poata urca singur, fara ajutor in burta... devoratorului de nervi... mirosuri...sperante...&lt;br /&gt;    Astazi suntem fericiti... Liftul functioneaza si la etajul nostru...vecinii de la parter, obositi de atata urcat de trepte, isi suie corpurile vestezite de trecerea anilor in liftul care se deschide si la etajul nostru, apasa pe butonul pe care scria odata 1 (acum ars de-o flacara binevoitoare), proptesc usa de la lift cu ceva (gasesc ei de fiecare data cu ce), se duc agale pana la gheda de gunoi, isi arunca punga plina cu ...reziduuri apoi se intor repejor la lift, de-proptesc usa, intra, apasa pe butonul pe care candva scria P...ies din lift...intra in apartamentele lor...si ...ciclul se reia.&lt;br /&gt;Suntem fericiti acum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-4293304422667562122?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/4293304422667562122/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=4293304422667562122' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4293304422667562122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/4293304422667562122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/12/din-ciclul-mi-am-luat-masina-noua.html' title='Din ciclul &quot;Mi-am luat masina noua...&quot;'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-3608957499987708321</id><published>2007-12-09T11:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T13:03:16.988+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Si se facura cinci luni...</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum am putut observa, stilul tehnic a avut parte de blamul public :) Imi este greu sa nu remarc progresele pe care le face Matei si nu cred  ca voi putea renunta la ...partea explicatiilor tehnice :)&lt;br /&gt;Pe 10 noiembrie s-au implinit 10ANI de cand ne-am cunoscut pe munte. O groaza de vreme ce a trecut ca o clipire... Dintr-un foc ne-am luat, am facut copil, l-am botezat si vaccinat...si gata Puff...10 ani. Ar fi un bun moment de retrospectiva insa...mai avem pana sa stam la gura ...caloriferelor cu pozele in fata si sa depanam amintiri.&lt;br /&gt;In ultima vreme Matei a fost plimbat pe la bunici, a luat aer in botic si a ascultat toate orataniile din gradina.&lt;br /&gt;Aproape in fiecare zi iese la plimbare in parc si se intalneste cu prietenii lui (Neverelse Jr, Sara, Bianca). Ultima data am fost impreuna cu Cristi (Never) la KidEx si i-am luat un nou carut. Este ...un model sport, portocaliu cu albastru, foarte usor si extrem de manevrabil. Mihaela este foarte incantata de el. Acesta incape si in lift (marea problema a celuilalt carucior era ca nu incapea in lift, era foarte greu si dificil de urcat pe scari).&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la partea tehnica, Matei a inceput sa isi ridice funduletul (stand pe burtica) in incercarea de a se deplasa de-a busilea. A reusit doar sa semene cu o rama...:) Ridica si lasa fundul pe saltea . A reusit sa isi tina cu ambele maini, pentru cateva momente, sticla cu ceai. Este foarte incantat de mainile lui si si le molfaie cu placere.&lt;br /&gt;La capitolul "pentru prima data" Matei a vazut zapada pe 19 noiembrie iar pe 24 a iesit pentru intaia oara prin ceata.&lt;br /&gt;A spus primul cuvant "ACU" E clar ca nu-i decat o ... intamplare insa e un progres remarcabil.&lt;br /&gt; La aniversarea de 5 luni, pe 07.decembrie, dimineata, am vrut sa ma apropii de el si sa-l sarut pe frunte. Cu o miscare bine gandita si cu o precizie demna de invidiat, Matei mi-a infipt o unghie in ochi. A doua zi am fost la urgenta la oftalmulogie. Mi-a zgariat corneea. Se reface in cateva zile insa senzatia este urata.&lt;br /&gt;Se poate observa ca miscarile mainilor sale sunt din ce in ce mai precise. Sarind peste etapa statului singur in fundulet, MAtei se sprijina destul de bine pe talpi stand in picioare sustinut.&lt;br /&gt;Si-a descoperit o noua (cum altfel) placere. In timpul liber face ture cu avionul prin jungla florilor de apartament, deasupra paharelor si sticlelor cu suc.... Este un pilot desavarsit :)&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca alura artistica a textului acestuia este la pamant insa la 98 de ani, cand voi reciti ce-am scris ..n-o sa-mi mai pese. O sa ma bucur atunci ca ...pot.&lt;br /&gt;Daca tot veni vorba de batranete, uite ca Matei l-a intalnit pe Mos Craciun Motociclistul. Era la una dintre plimbarile sale iar Mosul l-a plimbat putin sa-i&lt;img src="file:///E:/PozeVM/2007_11_25%20Matei%20cu%20MosCraciun%20pe%20moto/PICT2046.JPG" alt="" /&gt; poarte noroc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R1vJ1EAyVyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dIgHqOfZuSI/s1600-h/PICT2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R1vJ1EAyVyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dIgHqOfZuSI/s320/PICT2048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141925313020843810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R1vJ1kAyVzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MhUqkVOJt5M/s1600-h/PICT2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R1vJ1kAyVzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MhUqkVOJt5M/s320/PICT2051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141925321610778418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/PozeVM/2007_11_25%20Matei%20cu%20MosCraciun%20pe%20moto/PICT2044.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-3608957499987708321?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/3608957499987708321/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=3608957499987708321' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/3608957499987708321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/3608957499987708321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/12/am-plecat-pe-cinci-luni.html' title='Si se facura cinci luni...'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/R1vJ1EAyVyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dIgHqOfZuSI/s72-c/PICT2048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8395016554457420678</id><published>2007-11-09T19:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:07:57.508+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccinul de 4 luni</title><content type='html'>Bun asa... Matei a facut 4 luni. Are 6,5Kg, 66cm lungime si..suntem tare mandri de el pentru ca NU A PLANS!! Este un individ deosebit.&lt;br /&gt;Rade in hohote si a inceput sa intinda mainile dupa obiecte aflate in dreptul ochilor. A invatat deja ca daca plange va primi atentie. Si vrea atentie continuu!&lt;br /&gt;Ne place tare de el, este suplu, bine proportionat si este foarte activ si atent la tot ce este in jurul sau.&lt;br /&gt;Cand vrem sa il ridicam in sezut tragandu-l de brate, participa activ la miscare. Sta in sezut deocamdata numai sustinut. Inca nu se intoarce singur pe-o parte sau pe burtica. Este destul timp pentru asta. Spune vocale a, e o, u (i inca n-am auzit :P ) si consoane g, b, f.&lt;br /&gt;Singurul sau aliment este laptele matern. Pana la varsta de 6-7 luni nu intentionam sa ii diversificam alimentatia. Sistemul sau digestiv trebuie sa se maturizeze suficient pentru a putea face fata si altor alimente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8395016554457420678?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8395016554457420678/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8395016554457420678' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8395016554457420678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8395016554457420678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/11/vaccinul-de-4-luni.html' title='Vaccinul de 4 luni'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-5194201928715980482</id><published>2007-10-18T09:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:06:45.108+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima baita de dupa botez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RxchhH1HZZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3_7QTDsr4eU/s1600-h/matei3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RxchhH1HZZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3_7QTDsr4eU/s200/matei3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122599954078459282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RxchhX1HZaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/q3TkP_PCrws/s1600-h/matei4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RxchhX1HZaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/q3TkP_PCrws/s200/matei4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122599958373426594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Se spune ca in apa cu care i se face prima baita copilului de dupa botez se pun diverse obiecte care sa-i influenteze drumul prin viata. La un inventar succint Matei a primit petale de trandafir, pietricele de la mare si o imensa stanca de la munte,  otel :), lapte, miere, orez, aur, argint, banuti...&lt;br /&gt;N-am inteles care e partea buna cu orezul...dar sigur e o parte buna...&lt;br /&gt;O sa fie tare ca piatra, ii va placea marea si muntele..dur ca otelul, bogat, dulce ca mierea si alb ca laptele (partea asta nu prea mi-a convenit mie...ca o sa se arda prea rau la soare :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-5194201928715980482?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/5194201928715980482/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=5194201928715980482' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5194201928715980482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/5194201928715980482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/10/prima-baita-de-dupa-botez.html' title='Prima baita de dupa botez'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RxchhH1HZZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3_7QTDsr4eU/s72-c/matei3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-2806867545883541664</id><published>2007-10-15T14:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:14:36.029+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Botezul</title><content type='html'>Incepand cu 14.10.2007 ora 14:30, Matei a intrat in randul crestinilor. A fost botezat la Biserica Sf Grigorie Palama din Politehnica. Cuvinte prea multe despre acest eveniment sunt de prisos. Au fost impreuna cu noi prietenii cu care am impartit si relele si bunele. Au fost cei care ne-au ajutat si pe care i-am ajutat de fiecare data cand a fost posibil fara cea mai mica strangere de inima...&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nu au fost toti cei care si-ar fi dorit sa vina si cei pe care i-am fi dorit alaturi de noi...&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ceremonia religioasa ne-am retras la Pui de Urs unde am chefuit  (impreuna cu Matei, bine-nteles).&lt;br /&gt;A fost un ..chef mai extins. Persoanele fiind in mare aceleasi... Adi cu Mihaela, Ri cu Felicia, Stefan cu Ermiza, Mircea cu Alina, Berindei cu Elena :D ,  Dana cu Marius, Oana cu Cristi, Sociu cu Elena, Cristiana cu Florin...&lt;br /&gt;Au mai fost si rudele...esentiale (nasi, fini,  parinti, cativa unchi) precum si colegele si prietenele Mihaelei- Georgeasca si Castilia.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca sunt comentarii de facut... :) Le astept aici! Sa va aud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-2806867545883541664?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/2806867545883541664/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=2806867545883541664' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/2806867545883541664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/2806867545883541664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/10/botezul.html' title='Botezul'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-8271436690280146284</id><published>2007-10-07T15:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:01:13.229+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aniversarea de 3 luni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RwtzWg29s8I/AAAAAAAAABY/69b7JfTXu8o/s1600-h/matei1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RwtzWg29s8I/AAAAAAAAABY/69b7JfTXu8o/s200/matei1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119312232051487682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe 07.10.07 Matei a implinit 3 luni de...activitate :)&lt;br /&gt;In onoarea acestei zile a facut un lucru nou. A impreunat mainile si le-a studiat cu mult interes in dreptul nasului. NU discutam despre faptul ca sta pe burtica si isi tine singur capul chiar si in cadita de baie.&lt;br /&gt;Rade si interactioneaza excelent cu persoanele din jur. Urmareste cu privirea obiectele pe care le miscam in dreptul ochisorilor lui...&lt;br /&gt;Cu exceptia unor razlete dureri de burtica dl Matei este sanatos , fortos si...frumos :P&lt;br /&gt;Este om cu greutate... Da..Are 6.060Kg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805502771123955385-8271436690280146284?l=vmmro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/feeds/8271436690280146284/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805502771123955385&amp;postID=8271436690280146284' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8271436690280146284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805502771123955385/posts/default/8271436690280146284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vmmro.blogspot.com/2007/10/aniversarea-de-3-luni.html' title='Aniversarea de 3 luni'/><author><name>vmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883420959283250445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RwtzWg29s8I/AAAAAAAAABY/69b7JfTXu8o/s72-c/matei1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805502771123955385.post-6529490122448051780</id><published>2007-09-24T11:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:23:37.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inceputul (amintiri)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;07-iulie-2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agentul 070707 isi incepe activitatea. Intra in marea organizatie a lumii cu o moaca ce doreste a impresiona. Lumea este pregatita pentru el? Oare i-au fost create toate conditiile? Scutecele sunt gata? Lapticul? Vigantolul? Hainutele? Bun! Sa incepem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sâmbătă, ora 07:15&lt;/span&gt;... Mihaela are 74,4Kg&lt;br /&gt;Ne luăm inima-n dinţi si coborâm cu bagajul spre masină. Mihai parcă ar mai rămâne câteva zile acasă... Cel puţin mie aşa mi se pare din poză.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RvftLz6DedI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GCb1pNmjHdg/s1600-h/PICT9630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RvftLz6DedI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GCb1pNmjHdg/s320/PICT9630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113816689070537170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;şi am plecat...&lt;br /&gt;La spital...ca la orice spital... am făcut cunoştinţă cu doamnele asistente, doctoriţe, ajutoare de asistente, anestezist... În fine, după ce am cunoscut tot personalul a inceput distracţia.&lt;br /&gt;Stai şi aşteaptă pe holurile spitalului alături de Elena.&lt;br /&gt;La ora 09;35 Matei s-a născut prin Cezariană şi cantăreşte 3,200Kg.&lt;br /&gt;Imediat o asistentă l-a scos din sala de nastere şi l-a dus la prietenii lui nou născuţii.&lt;br /&gt;Filmuleţul de mai jos face cât 1000 de cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a3f6b6eaf141196f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3f6b6eaf141196f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5ACCFE62E05AF785ED1B455977A82F78526D5449.FAAAB0D38622312E3F370FE53CE130A7101AAC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3f6b6eaf141196f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcBCvep45VrDcuMAhwD4bcU_X2AE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3f6b6eaf141196f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331545218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5ACCFE62E05AF785ED1B455977A82F78526D5449.FAAAB0D38622312E3F370FE53CE130A7101AAC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3f6b6eaf141196f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcBCvep45VrDcuMAhwD4bcU_X2AE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mihaela a ieşit zâmbind din sala de operaţie. Ne-a spus că nu a durut-o de loc şi că ar mai trece o dată prin aşa o naştere.&lt;br /&gt;Prima poza a lui Matei spalat si infasat a prins si mana Elenei :) Dovada incontestabila a faptului ca matusa i-a fost alaturi inca de la inceput :)&lt;br /&gt;Faptul ca domnul poet Dan Sociu (care fie vorba intre noi era mai emotionat decat mine) se afla in spatele matusii, se pare ca l-a inspirat destul de tare pe Matei astfel incat acesta din urma sa deschida ochii intr-un mod total poetic apoi sa adoarma linistit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RvfyGz6DeeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VfV1LXDZo2A/s1600-h/PICT9648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RvfyGz6DeeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VfV1LXDZo2A/s200/PICT9648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113822100729330146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duminică, 08,07,2007 &lt;/span&gt;la ora 21.00, Matei a supt primii 10ml de lăptic&lt;br /&gt;Cam asa arăta domnul dupa prima masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RvfymD6DefI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oorF-F9GPTU/s1600-h/PICT9652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cVlwNgGdvVc/RvfymD6DefI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oorF-F9GPTU/s200/PICT9652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113822637600242162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luni, 09.07.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astăzi Matei a primit codul numeric personal şi a ajuns acasă împreună cu mamaia de la Saele. În casă a primit o masă îmbelşugată de la Mihaela aproape o ora şi jumătate.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cei care sunt la prima experienţă de acest gen trebuie sa spun ca prima zi a aducerii copilului acasă este cea mai dificilă. Este o experienţă unica. Ai o problemă de care nu te-ai mai lovit pâna acum iar datele sunt extrem de clare: ai copilul----&gt;trebuie sa ai grija de el. Punct. Stop! Gata! Asta e toata problema. Incepe aici si se termina peste cativa zeci de ani... Rezolvati-o.&lt;br /&gt;Cate 4-5 drumuri la farmacie... Heparina, SAB, fasa sterila, vata, calciu, etc, etc, etc...si nu se mai termina ... Tot timpul parca mai e nevoie de ceva!&lt;br /&gt;Un singur lucru este clar in toata nebunia asta! Lui Matei ii este foame si trage de rupe! Bravo lui.&lt;br /&gt;Prima baita... o aventura totala! Spala cele 2930grame de copil fara sa-i uzi buricul ce inca nu a cazut si fara sa-i atingi locul unde a primit primul lui vaccin.&lt;br /&gt;In aceste prime zile l-am cantarit de zeci de ori.  Inainte de masa, dupa masa, inainte de schimbat scutec, dupa....&lt;br /&gt;Zilele astea trebuie sa vina doctorul pediatru... Avem deja cateva intrebari pe care vrem sa i le punem&lt;br /&gt;1. Care este temperatura camerei la care sa stea fara caciulita?&lt;br /&gt;2. Cum trebuie sa fie ingrijit buricul ce inca nu a cazut...&lt;br /&gt;3. Are culoarea potrivita? E prea galben? E prea alb?&lt;br /&gt;4. Cand si cum se da Vigantolul?&lt;br /&gt;5. E normal sa regurgiteze?&lt;br /&gt;6. ...&lt;br /&gt;7. ...&lt;br /&gt;Soseste si doctorul.. Primim sfaturi, multumim... totul e aproape la fel ca inainte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilele trec ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.07.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In urma unor discutii pe care le-am avut cu Agentul nostru am ajuns la concluzia ca ar fi mai bine sa-l las pe el sa povesteasca cele prin care a trecut.&lt;br /&gt;"....asta seara (ba nu , dupa amiaza) cand m-a schimbat tati mami a vazut ca mi-a cazut buricul. Hehe, nu mai este nevoie acum sa pun comprese sterile cu alcool. Gata, am scapat! Cu toate astea parintii imi mai pun Baneocin pudra. Parca imi placea mai mult alcoolul...&lt;br /&gt;E  totusi o parte buna in lipsa buricului. POt sa fac baitza fara sa ma mai stresez ca ma ud! Matusica Elena a venit sa ma vada iar. E cam suparata acum pentru ca nenea Dan Sociu are buba si e in spital insa cu siguranta o sa se faca bine si el si o sa vina sa ma vada. Stiu ca asa e.. Am scapat eu de ditamai buricul...dar el..ditamai poetul, nu e insatare sa scape de ..ce are el?&lt;br /&gt;Tot azi Florin si Cristiana l-au luat pe tati la AAA Auto sa-si dea cu parerea despre masina pe care vor sa o cumpere. Tati a vazut ca masina avea probleme, fusese accidentata, nu avea garantie... Pana la urma au renuntat&lt;br /&gt;Inca o chestie si termin pe ziua de azi. Ieri, pe 12.07.2007 am primit certificatul de nastere. Acum sunt om mare, cu acte in regula"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"La ora 9:35 implinesc o saptamana de cand am intrat in Organizatie. O sa ma las cantarit. La admiterea mea in Organizatie aveam 3200gr si 50cm lungime. Pana m-au luat din spital am slabit pana la 2950. Deh, mancarea proasta, ca in orice spital Scorul Apgar=9. Lumea zice ca e normal. Da ce, eu zic altfel? Cu toate astea, ceilalti prieteni ai mei au mai ramas in maternitate dupa ce eu am plecat. Pai asta e viatza? Pe mine m-au vazut mai voinic si gata? Pai trebuia sa ma mai antrenez si eu.. M-au trimis in misiune, repede! Pe 09. 07. 2007, la doua zile de la intrarea in Organizatie m-au trimis la noua mea baza. ACASA. Asa am inteles ca se numeste.&lt;br /&gt;Sa revenim. Ziceam ca o sa ma las cantarit. Cu tot cu ambalaj am 3100gr.&lt;br /&gt;Se pare ca baza (sau ACASA cum ii mai spune lumea) nu era pregatita pentru sosirea mea. Unul dintre antrenorii mei personali (care se numeste MAMI) mi-a dat o uniforma putin mai mare ..cam cu 7 numere. Nu trebuie sa fiu carcotas, pentru ca imi venea destul de bine. Ca o dovada de ..prietenie le-am aruncat un zambet. Se pare ca antrenorii prefera asa ceva. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Ca de obicei, astazi am fost cuminte. Mami a inteles de ce. Boticul meu era plin de lapte... Am adormit cu laptele in gura. E de inteles, la ce antrenamente obositoare sunt pus!&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;Este ora 23:30&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai m-am intors de la cantina. Ca de obicei, lapte. Tati (antrenorul) m-a schimbat de scutec inainte de masa...Hai sa-i incerc vigilenta... Hihihi, a vazut...daar a considerat ca nu este cazul pentru un scutec nou. Si-a dat seama ca am vrut doar sa-l pacalesc :) Se prinde repede:) Mai bine dau o tura iar pe la cantina.. Parca a mai ramas ceva! Am vazut eu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN urma unor incercari mai putin reusite de antrenamente acvatice s-a hotarat sa se faca o lista de operatiuni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Incalzirea camerei pana la 27-28grd celsius&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Musama pusa pe pat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sampon + sapun lichid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Servetele umede +scutece Pampers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unguent Bepanthene&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Betisoare cu opritor ptr nas si urechi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ulei de corp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caciulita +body&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prosopul de baie cu gluga (asta imi place, imi da un aer smecheresc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cadita cu apa incalzita la 38grd celsius&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scutec alb pe gundul cazii, sa nu alunec&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lighean mic cu apa la 39grade celsius +cana pentru limpezit pe cap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    "Zi mare astazi! Tati mi-a scos primul...muc! O fi zi mare pentru ei, ca mie imi placea! Era al meu! Dar daca asa a vrut el... L-am lasat sa il ia cu o chestie ca o para.&lt;br /&gt;Tot azi tati a fost pe la Starea Civila si mi-a luat "Livretul de Familie"si a depus actele pentru solda. Pai..am si solda acum!!:) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luni, 23.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I-am dus lipsa lui tati azi. A fost la servici... Nici lui nu prea i-a placut dar.. Asta e... Am dormit mai mult, sa treaca vremea mai repede. Saptamana asta s-au intamplat cateva lucruri interesante. Sambata, pe 21 iulie, au venit nasii nostri. Au vorbit de botez, de motociclete, ... mi-au ingrasat porcul si mi-au mai adus o cutie termoizolanta, un bax de scutece (sa fie o aluzie?), halatul de baie si un costumas.&lt;br /&gt;Pe mami o doare operatia astfel ca mamaia de la Saele a venit din nou. Din pacate mamaia de la MOnteoru s-a imbolnavit si s-a internat in spital. NU prea stiu eu ce e chestia asta cu inbolnavitul, cu spitalele...dar nu cred ca e de bine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marti, 24.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tati a fost cascador astazi. A avut accident cu motocicleta si a zburat peste intersectie. Cred ca e bine sa zbori... Altii zic ca nu...  A avut de platit o groaza:)&lt;br /&gt;Deh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Azi la baita mi-a placut mult si am stat cuminte. Am fost dat cu ulei de corp, mi-au schimbat scutecul, m-au cantarit (3230gr) si am mancat din belsug&lt;br /&gt;MI-e bine acum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sambata, 28.07.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3,650Kg am avut in seara asta, la trei saptamani de la nastere. Am luat 450 de grame pana acum. De la doua saptamani mi-am ridicat capul si l-am sustinut. Credeam ca e mai greu.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miercuri, 01.08.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vremuri negre! Am avut colici mai toata ziua. M-am trezit la 03:30 si pana la 11:00 am dormit cu mami in pat. Nu m-am simtit bine si bazzaitul ma linisteste.&lt;br /&gt;A trecut tare greu ziua asta... E 5 dupa amiaza si inca mi-e naspa. Mami nu stie ca sa-mi mai faca...&lt;br /&gt;A plouat pentru prima data de cand m-am nascut. E o experienta interesanta.. 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