Here is the 1st grader and the 5th grader. Dressed head to toe in SouthPole douche wear, courtesy of Grandma. Mama won't buy it because she thinks it's, well.....douchey. But they're still pretty damn cute. And yes, it was cold enough to require a jacket this morning. It's FB's last year of elementary school. Not sure what to think of that. SoS had a good day and likes his teacher. Which is nice, since on Meet the Teacher Day, a full week before school started, three employees of the school stopped my youngest and commented on how they hoped he could control himself this year. Or words to that effect. Wow. Hate to start off with a clean slate there, slick. I'm taking bets on how long it takes this year for them to mention the "R" word. Too bad I'm no closer to medicating my kid this year than I was last year. So, bring it on, muthafucka!
Since I had a quiet house and 25 pounds of moldering peaches, this is what I did today.