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Introduction 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. Sinasohn.Net
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Friday, April 16, 2010 Bear with me on this, because I may wander around a bit, but I'll eventually get to the point. It'll be an interesting journey, I hope, in the very least. Believe it or not, this is about a child born of a trinity, a three-part child, if you will. Do you have (or plan to have) more than one kid? If so, when the second one comes along, will that mean you'll love the first one half as much? That is, do you have a fixed amount of love and when you have two kids, you have to split it between them, giving each only half? Of course not. No parent would ever say that because it's simply not true. As Robert Heinlein wrote, "the more you love, the more you can love."
At the kids' school talent show last Friday, the girl announcing the acts explained that the next performer would be playing Brahm's "Minute in G". This was then followed by 30 seconds in F minor.
I know some parents who, in an emergency, have put their kid in the front seat of their car for a few blocks on quiet city streets, but no one really lets their kid ride up front regularly or for any significant distance. I am, however, thinking of doing just that.
Break the law by following the law
Yep, it would take a republican to figure out how to charge someone with a crime for doing what the says they're supposed to do. You see, conservative tend to want to make things illegal -- being gay, smoking dope, teaching -- while liberals tend to be more of the "hey, do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't infringe on anyone else's rights" type. Hang on, you say, conservatives might not support marriage equality or legalizing marijuana, but they're certainly in favor of education, right?
Yeah, that's how Ezra says "Here, Dad" these days. It's almost "hee-yah", but still one syllable. The thing is, when he says that, one of two things is happening. Either he's handing me his "Muk" (a sippy cup) or he's got his finger in my face with a freshly-picked booger on the end of it. For Ezra, though, it's not something disgusting -- it's a simple problem of having something he wants to be rid of and wanting to hand it off to his servant, er, dad. Of course, given that he's my third kid, it grosses me out about as much as does spilling a drop of barbeque sauce on your shirt. I simply take it and dispose of it. Because, after all, boogers aren't even close to being the worst that comes out of young kids. If you're a parent, you know what I'm talking to; if not, trust me -- you don't want to know. To paraphrase Jack Nicholson, "you can't handle the poop!"
Not quite the ultimate sacrifice
PZ Myers wrote a very interesting article about the Easter spectacle, raising a couple of points that I hadn't considered before. If you haven't yet read it, I highly recommend doing so. It's okay, I'll wait. Myers got me thinking about the big sacrifice Jesus supposedly made and it seems even more farcical now than it did before.
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