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September 2008
Tuesday, September 2:
Rupert has recently discovered football. He now feels as though he was “made for it.” He probably was. He gets it from his father. As for me, I am to sports like chocolate is to garlic bread--two things that were never intended to go together. I’m lucky I can walk without tripping. I am, however, an enthusiastic sideline supporter.
We’re still trying to get settled into a school routine around here. Pandora says she hates school, but she loves seeing her friends and she really likes her teachers with the exception of one very boring teacher. I don’t know exactly what it is she doesn’t like about school. I mean, liking your teachers is half the battle, right? Maybe it’s just that the schedule cramps her style. That I can understand.
Rupert is really enjoying school. He has once again begun his people collection. He has added a Star Wars best buddy, a Pokemon best buddy, a crystal-loving best buddy, and of course, a football-playing best buddy. I have to remind him that if he is going to have best friends, he probably ought to know what their names are, so he’s working on that now--that and his phone number collection. He’ll bring home phone numbers without knowing names, which sometimes complicates his social life. He just doesn’t think to ask about names. Names are merely trivial details that pale in comparison to common passions.
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