How I Spent Labor Day

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I love Labor Day. Particularly since it is the day of celebrating workers and the sacrifices and contributions that labor gives to the economy. We can go around pretending that it is a day for cookouts and signaling the end of summer, and not a celebration of unions and what they have brought us, such as the 40 hour work week, child labor laws, and medical leave. We can also pretend that unions are useless, even though they bring increased productivity and efficiency to many of the systems clamoring to eliminate them. But no matter. Let’s pretend that Labor Day is really about the philosophical idea we call “work” and how it is work that is praised and remembered…by taking a day off from it. Hmmm.

Me? I spent my day with my family. And I promised my daughter something.

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On Sunday, a church friend gave her this little tin. Inside were seven sheets of paper, a pencil, and a small rock. My Girl loved it. She started writing “notes” and quickly used up the paper.

So I promised to make her more. Of course, I forgot.

On Monday, she reminded me. So I traced out a bunch on several sheets of construction paper. There was green, yellow, blue, orange, brown, and pink. This is what is left.

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Don’t tell her, but I stashed some for later. Just in case.

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