It's fall!

Last Monday was the first day of school.





























Seems like it's going pretty well. Skipper is sliding comfortably into second grade, and Duchess is boggled, stressed out, and delighted by sixth grade and middle school. She likes ALL her teachers, has a few friends in some classes, is making  new friends (including the only girl in sixth grade who is taller than she is), and is handling it all okay.

Weirdly, Duchess also appears to have turned into a stereotypical middle schooler overnight. She texts. She sulks. She brought home the roster of cool after-school activities offered by parks and rec at her school - super-conveniently located and timed, and very cheap - and when I asked her which ones interested her, she said "Eh, I don't want to do any of them..." and Cook and I both turned and stared at her. She had expressed great enthusiasm and excitement for after-school activities just a few months ago. "Why not?" I asked. "Nobody does this stuff, Mom," she said. When I pointed out that she likes people who have eccentric interests, and that in fact most people, even middle schoolers, respect people with eccentric interests and enthusiasms, she reluctantly conceded that was true. But I don't think she's signing up for any after school activities regardless.*


*She still does kung fu twice a week, and gymnastics and ultimate frisbee, plus dorks-in-the-woods, so she has plenty going on. But still. 


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