Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
11.10.2011
Steady . . . steady . . .
There are times when everyone in this house appears to be on a different page, during which every child appears to be having his own crisis, and in which there are multiple melt-downs per child per day.
This is one of those times.
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If the children are the only ones having melt-downs that's a plus!!! M-I-L
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
1 comment:
If the children are the only ones having melt-downs that's a plus!!! M-I-L
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