29th November 2008

Son, I say, Son …

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Or daughter, actually. I was demanding (I’m such an evil father) that Miss B actually practice her clarinet this week while she’s home from school. She played around a bit, and then when I told her she had another ten minutes to go, she sighed and began playing a solitary note.

She said it was an “E.” I don’t really know.

She played it loud and long, hoping I’d tell her to stop (and then she’d get to stop practicing). But I put my head down and ignored her until she got bored of the E and moved to a low C. I ran to the window to see if the fog was rolling in.

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  1. 1 On November 30th, 2008, Kewalo said:

    I was just piddling around and came across your blog. I’m an old lady with no access to any kids, or parents as far as that goes. So I’ll probably come around again to see how you’re doing.

    Ever since the election I’ve come to realize that most people just don’t understand how our government works. Frankly, it blew my mind. Since you have kids I’d be interested in discussing this with you, if that interests you at all.

  2. 2 On November 30th, 2008, rustifer said:

    You’re certainly welcome to stop by :) I’m always up for a chat.

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