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One day several months ago, I was trying to play my guitar after dinner. Brynn was climbing all over me, poking me, screaming and driving me generally insane. Finally, out of total frustration, I put together a little tune to quiet her down. I call it The Quiet Song. It seemed to do the trick. You’ll need to turn it up because it is after all…well… quiet.

I picked up my kid from school today, and on the way home, she told me they played a game called “jingo”.

“Hmm…jingoism is a weird thing to even talk about in kindergarten,” I thought, “let alone make a game of.” So I asked her how to play.

She said, “There’s a card. It looks like a calculator. The teacher says stuff and you put your beans on the card—Jingo.”

“Are you sure you don’t mean Bingo, honey? “ She rolled her eyes and said, “No, Dad. It’s JINGO. With a J. Juh-juh-JINGO.”