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, April 13, 2010
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?
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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!"
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