Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life
My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.
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Sunday, March 13, 2005
The grocery store where we do our shopping offers a childcare service for parents while they are in the store.
Jared visited once when his older cousin was with him, but has been scared to do it on his own. Today, however, after standing outside for fifteen minutes while I pointed out all the goings-on happening inside, he agreed to go in. He was mostly interested in coloring, but I think the Legos were tempting too.
So I took him in (as Rachel was getting in the checkout line) and he ran off to color. I then went back outside to watch through the window. He sat and colored, carefully taking the caps off the pens and then putting them back on just as carefully when he was done with them. After coloring, he headed for the Legos, then the play kitchen.
He looked around for me a couple of times, didn't see me (I was sort of behind a display rack), and went back to his play, unconcerned. That's a big step. When it came time to leave, he even got a sticker. I think he'll be going back, which is good for him, good for me, and, of course, good for Mollie.
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