“Two fears alternate in marriage: the one of loneliness and the other of bondage. The dread of loneliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married. For one person who fears being so tied there are three who dread being set free. Yet the love of liberty is a noble passion and one to which most married people secretly aspire—in moments when they are not neurotically dependent—but by then it is too late; the ox does not become a bull, nor the hen a falcon. The fear of loneliness can be overcome, for it springs from weakness; human beings are intended to be free, and to be free is to be lonely, but the fear of bondage is the apprehension of a real danger.”

—Cyril Connolly, The Unquiet Grave

I always knew...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uxTpyCdriY

My little girl started kindergarten today. She was so sweet going in but refused to play with any of the other kids because she's decided she still would rather go to my school with me. Oh well, she'll get used to it.

I took my daughter to meet her new teacher this afternoon. She was so cute. She went from begging me to put her straight into university to begging me to leave her alone at kindergarten so she could be a brave girl. I'm so proud of her.

My son has given up trying to throw himself off furniture and he hardly has any tantrums anymore. And when he does throw fits, they're nothing like they used to be. Now he's determined to test his boundaries. Whenever I tell him not to do something he'll take tiny little steps to whatever it is I've told him to stay away from and acts like he's going to do it anyway. He watches me with a mischievious little smile on his face the whole time, then says "I punk!" and laughs maniacally. Yes, he is a punk.

I got sick of my old blog. It's gone.

Classes started today and I think I'll survive. I've done it before. Just keep reading and writing, over and over and over... repeat.