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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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Yes, that's a new word I made up. Kidquotes. It means the silly -- and sometimes surprisingly insightful -- things that kids say. Think Art Linkletter.
Saturday, we got up early and headed out across the Bay Bridge (Jared: Why are we taking the Bay Bridge? Me: Because the Sienna won't float.) to go to Lakeshore in San Leandro. Sure, it's only the middle of July, but Rachel is already going full steam at getting ready for school in the fall. While we were there, Jared and Sara decorated some canvas tote bags while I pushed Ezra around.
I'd like to get back into writing here, especially since ParentDish (nee Blogging Baby), having taken on the role of the parenting channel for AOL Living, is not supposed to be as personal. (It's no longer all about me!) So, here are a couple of posts to get started (again.)
For those who haven't heard, the Sinasohn clan no longer numbers four -- we're now five. Ezra Lincoln Sinasohn was born May 5, 2008. He's a big 'un, I'll say that. He was the biggest of the three at birth and is growing quite well. Two months hence, he weighs nearly 15 pounds and is two feet tall.
Rachel and I were discussing our morning routine and how, when she goes back to school in the fall, I would have to be able to get the kids up and out the door, and would thus not be able to work so much in the morning. To explain her need to get to school and, thus, my need to get the kids -- including Ezra -- dressed, fed, and moving, she said this to me:
I don't plan on cross-posting much between here and ParentDish, but this is a post that I think is important and, more importantly, of potential interest to the one (maybe two, if I count the wife) person who reads this drivel (you know who you are, and thank you!).
Anyway, it's an article entitled "What's Wrong with the Pledge?" and it outlines some of the reasons why I am opposed to the inclusion of the phrase "under god" in the pledge, if it is going to be part of a daily ritual in public schools. Unfortunately, I was pretty much fast asleep when I wrote it, so it's probably not as well written as it should be, but, hopefully, it gets the point across. I'm not sure I expect to change anyone's mind, but perhaps it will help those who don't have a problem with it better understand why some of us do.
In any case, give it a read and see what you think.