and the purported first day of my brain training. Only, as so often happens with physical training, my laziness won out. Or more accurately, my exhaustion.
See, the first day of school means getting up at 6:30 a.m. When it’s still dark out. We had fallen into a natural rhythm over the summer of rising after the sun does. So it’s going to be a bit of a transition to get used to school hours again.
Nonetheless, I did manage to listen to some of David Roochnik’s lectures on Plato’s Republic while I was cleaning the house up this morning, so it wasn’t a total loss. I just didn’t get around to actual *reading*.
I’ve been working my way through the Republic this summer. The other day when the Big M (my husband) called, I told him I was reading Plato. His response was, “What’s left to read after ‘non-toxic’?”
He really is supportive, though. And hilarious. He had our kids convinced recently that this was a photo of him on the moon:
Man on the Moon
When The Boy threatened to ask NASA if it really was him, the Big M said, “Just to let you know, I went by my nickname back then. It was Neil Armstrong.”
The Boy: “Fine! I’ll ask NASA if Neil Armstrong has ever been on the moon!”
Categories: The Kids
Tags: David Roochnik, Plato, The Republic
Flabby Brain 
Good thing you told him I’m Sofia Loren too.