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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Saturday, December 18, 2010
Last night, Jared's dance class (the boys' tap team) put on a sort of mid-year show. They split the hour with a girls' dance class that takes place at the same time. Each class shows off the exercises they do and some of their more advanced moves and then does the dance routine they're working on. While the boys were performing, the girls (teens and pre-teens) sat in front of the seats to watch.
The boys did their routine twice and each time all the girls were standing up and screaming by the end as if they were at a Beatles concert. The boys were that good and the routine was hot. In a few years, I think, if Jared keeps at it, he's going to have all the girlfriends he wants.