First day!

First day of third grade. Skipper has been very stressed for a week or so, and expressing it through rage and meanness, lashing out like a cornered weasel at every perceived threat. So we were all pretty relieved to arrive at today, when we could pack the weasel off to school.

Said weasel had a pretty good day and feels cautiously optimistic* about the year. Duchess, who has her first day of school tomorrow, feels exceedingly optimistic.**


*This is as optimistic as said weasel ever gets.
**This is her normal state.