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.
2.07.2012
Adventures in Parenting, Vol. 35
It starts every evening at about 6:00, and does not stop until 8:30 at the earliest. I speak, of course, of The Bedtime Routine. It is truly the most exhausting part of any given day. Guess who makes it that way.
"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."
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