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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Monday, May 02, 2005
So tonight, Jared got the idea of steering. He's not terribly good at it, and he's still got to work on the whole look-where-you're-going-not-where-you've-been thing, but he's got the concept of the steering down. Way to go!
Last night, not only did Jared stay in his own room the whole night, but Sara slept in her crib all night long too! Wow -- sleep! I'd forgotten what it was like.
Clear your calendar for July 17, 2005. Don't worry why, just do it. This is officially the Event of the Summer, the one you plan your whole summer around. If you have to cancel your vacation, do so. If you need to plan one in order to be here, hop to it. This is it, the big one.