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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Friday, October 20, 2006
"Mommy, Jared, Sara, Milk, Jared, Daddy" -- Sara, naming everyone in the family picture from Yosemite
"Um, daddy, can I drink beer?" -- Jared, precocious as always, showing me once again just how old I really am.
Jared: "I'm freezing."
Me: "Well, put your jacket on."
Jared: "No, I want some sun. Sun, can you come back up?"
We were driving along, on our way to swim class when Jared piped up. "Sierra is my girlfriend."
"Oh," I said, thinking that there wasn't anyone in Jared's class named Sierra. "Where did you meet her?"
"In bars," came the response.
Around our house, Baby Shakespeare is called "Bard" after the featured character. In the earlier Baby Einstein titles, including Baby Shakespeare, the founder's daughters Sierra and Aspen are featured. Apparently, Jared has taken a liking to the older one.