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10 Oct 2008 08:40 AM

Author of a Memoir of Me -- Personalized Kid's Book http://www.memoirofme.com/

My friend bought my personalized kids book from Memoir of Me -- Personalized Books.  Her book called "Dear Connor, Love, Mommy," is an illustrated personal story about Connor and Mommy, ending with a personal love letter to Connor.  Connor asked his mom if she would read the book to his kindergarten class.

07 Oct 2008 09:09 AM

Calling all Bloggers -- Give a Personalized Memoir of Me Book

My friend was reading personalized book that her older son was given at the hospital. Her younger son said, "I want my name in a book."  Everytime I talk about my personalized kid's book, almost everyone has a story about the book they had when they were a kid. The book that was personalized with their name.

25 Sep 2008 10:39 AM

Memoir of Me -- Making Gift Dollars Last with Personalized Books

It's getting to be that time of year.  Thinking about the holidays can give anyone a headache, especially with tight budgets of this year.  There may be less gifts under the tree, but the old saying "Less is More" can really hold true with a meaningful personalized story book.  www.MemoirOfMe.

12 Sep 2008 01:36 PM

Memoir of Me -- Personalized Kids Books www.MemoirOfMe.com

With the economy, people are more interested than ever in their gift dollars being used in a way that creates a unique and lasting gift with a low environmental impact. www.MemoirOfMe personalized childrens books make the perfect lasting gift.  Birthday Gift. Christmas Gift. Baby-Shower Gift. Baptism Gift.

10 Sep 2008 09:30 AM

Memoir of Me

This is my first time blogging for Memoir of Me. It started two years ago, with me journaling until my fingers fell off. I was looking for that "passion," as I call it or in other jargon terms, "my purpose driven life," "live your best life," "Be all that you can be.

08 Sep 2008 11:04 AM

Kids Back at School; Time to Party!

My kids are back at school.  My baby is in kindergarden.  My spirits float between rejoicing in freedom and reflecting in fond memories. I want to party, to rejoice that I can now focus on the things I want to accomplish!  But instead, I flop on my blue couch, in the absence of Alyssa yelling my name repeatedly, and miss her.

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