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due to the fact that ucchan lives in Canada there is a high chance that she will have 1.0-1.9 births in her life time

XD dont ask me what a 1.9 birth is, im assuming its one whole baby and a baby without feet

My child is a small furry creature that meows. That's one. One more to go I guess?

We both have feet. My feet are size 8 and my brother's is size 13.

It's tens years later, so lets' reflect what you were doing and what you were feeling during the attacks a decade ago. I will start(this will be long):

I was 15 or 16 at the time. I live in Newfoundland Canada, the most eastern land mass of North America. We were a little less technologically advanced than most. While we had cell phones and such then, extremely few of us actually had internet on them. And not everyone had a cell phone(me included). So the news of the attacks actually came on the radio. However, we were not informed of the attacks by our teachers. Around lunchtime we started getting hints that something really bad might have happened. However most of us thought it was bogus information at the time. One thing in particular I remembered was when I was going home on the school bus. It was a beautiful cloudless day, actually much like it is today, ten years later. The skies were blue and empty. When I came home, I went to the living room and saw Mom and Dad sat in front of the TV, deathly silent. It was then that I understood that something horrible had happened. I watched what was going on. I watched it for a few hours. I thought for a moment that it was just a movie or something, or some kind of sick joke. Sometime after supper we get a phone call from my brother, who was a student in the university in St. John's at the time. St. John's is the capital of our province and has the largest airport on the island. After the attacks, no planes were allowed to land in the area of the attacks. So hundreds of planes filled with thousands of confused Americans were landing in the St. John's airport and the Gander airport in the middle of the island. One of the university's buildings was used to house some of the people, and my brother volunteered to help out. He tells us of the pure depression that was in that building. He said that it was so terrible seeing all these confused and sad people sitting on mats on the floor, hugging each other and holding hands, all while watching those monuments to civilization fall on television. It was a big day for many of us here. Many Americans had to stay there for months without their families or their friends. All they had to depend on was the help of complete strangers. However I try to see the positive of things whenever I can. From that day spawned many new friendships, many alliances. A lot of the people who were here still keep in touch today. Hundreds of families here took complete strangers into their homes and made them family too. The pure amount of teamwork it took to keep ourselves and our American refugees safe was staggering. It was an incredibly hard three months, but it was three months of hope rising from the darkness.
Thinking about it today, ten years later, there are two things that really piss me off. The first thing is an announcement president Bush made that Canada was harboring terrorists. The next thing is on a medical standpoint. When the attacks happened, thousands of people rushed to donate blood. While that's a good thing, unfortunately there were no spikes of people needing the blood. So four months after the attacks marks the most biggest waste of blood in known history.

Yeah, I was almost nine and in third grade. The attacks happened very shortly after my mother dropped me and my brother off at school. I remember that the teacher had to leave for a short while, and when she came back, she was very solemn. She told us in a gentle way what had happened. It was very scary, sicne my best friend's mother was in New York City at the time. We didn't actually get in contact with her for a few days, but thankfully she was alright. I also remember my next door neighbor, who I think was in high school, scaring the younger kids by saying all these things like 'we're at war now' and 'the enemy will probably bomb somewhere near here.' It scared me so much that I didn't want to go outside for a few days.

No I'm pretty sure he had us lumped together with North Korea at one point. Later he apologized or something but I still can't stand him. I specifically remember him actually accusing Canadians as terrorists. America can't say much about us training terrorists or whatever when they let said terrorists work in the US. We were equally duped that's for sure.
I hear you guys have five minutes of silence every year on this day. Is that true? I wouldn't know because we never actually did that(unless it's November 11 which is a different reason).

Geez I feel old. All you guys were just kids when it happened ^_^;

Yeah it was shortly after the attacks actually. I think he even had us included in his little 'axis of evil' crap for a short while until he realized that we're not out to bomb the living daylights out of them. Actually I think it was the same year that during the NHL, an American team thought they were being respectful to us by putting our flag on their changing room floors so they could trample on it. That and my bro told me that same year Americans booed our national anthem when it was being sung before a hockey game. It was a stupid horrible year for many of us.