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	<title>Sonjaya Tandon</title>
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	<description>...tales of a software curmudgeon</description>
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		<title>Christmas Video</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Another video for the family.

    
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		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/01-2008/christmas-video/</link>
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		<title>Halloween Video</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This one is for the family.  It is the raw video footage from the kids first Halloween. 

    

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		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/11-2007/halloween-video/</link>
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		<title>Though fires abound, all is well.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For those that are interested, all is well with the Tandon&#8217;s here in San Diego.  The fires have been north and south of us.  

The photo above shows you the southern tip of the Witch fire and most of the Harris fire.  As you can see the fires are a good distance [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/10-2007/though-fires-abound-all-is-well/</link>
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		<title>Photo&#8217;s from a recent vacation&#8230;.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Not a lot of time to write today, but I did promise my mother some photos  












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		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/09-2007/photos-from-a-recent-vacation/</link>
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		<title>Happy Birthday Nikolai!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
When we met you, my son, last November, you could barely walk or talk.  When you did talk it was in a whisper and you only uttered single syllables (eight I think).  Walking from one side of the room to another would tire you out.  They told us you were an invalid.

We [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/07-2007/happy-birthday-nikolai/</link>
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		<title>Happy Birthday Dascha!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“Stee-op!, Noo Birt-day-e!” Dascha screamed in the Russian Restaurant, Pomegranate, as they told her, in Russian, that her birthday was on Monday.  Until today, our little girl has not celebrated a birthday, and even though she had a general idea of what it was, it terrified her.  She was very agitated Friday night [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/06-2007/happy-birthday-dascha/</link>
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		<title>The nightime routine</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The only light which bathed his face was that of the computer; the lines and shapes were dancing hypnotically to “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” as sung by Israel Kamakawiwo&#8217;ole.  Nikolai’s eyes locked onto the colors and a calm embraced his face.  His  little arms embraced me and his cheek rested upon my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/05-2007/the-nightime-routine/</link>
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		<title>Overwhelmed, but surviving&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It is harder, now, to write about our experiences now that we are home and transforming into a family.  I know that one day, you will read this, my dear Dascha;  you probably don’t remember this first month home, only the life we have had together.  Understand that through all the difficulties, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/05-2007/overwhelmed-but-surviving/</link>
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		<title>The journey home</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The smile entered his face on the right side and traversed the full length is moments.  Then the laugh began.  Nikolai approved of our room at the National Hotel in Moscow.  It was spacious compared to the room at the Park Inn.  There was plenty of area for the children to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/04-2007/the-journey-home/</link>
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		<title>Gotcha Day: April 10th</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Though there was a smile on her face, her true emotion was betrayed by the tear drop suspended just below the inside corner of her right eye.  Her little hands wrapped around the railing as she watched Dascha and me descend the staircase to depart that final time.  Her face, her sadness, her [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sonjayatandon.com/04-2007/gotcha-day-april-10th/</link>
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