gallantly broke into our apartment through the bathroom window

September 1: We come across so much poop in the city that Nick claims he can guess which poop is human or dog with a 90% accuracy rate. This drives me crazy because how could he possibly know? It’s not like he’s getting it tested afterwards to see if he was right. He has no scientific data to back his claims.

September 2: She shut her eyes against the bus’ headlights. She could still see the light pierce red through her eyelids as it went past. When she opened her eyes, she could see just one man in a jean jacket was onboard. She wondered where he could be going at this hour. The breaks on the bus were old and squeaked as the bus wheezed to a stop at the intersection.

September 3: With the wonderful combination of the flu, period cramps, George’s diarrhea, and a Hello Fresh delivery at five in the morning, I have not been able to get more than three consecutive hours of sleep.

September 4: Due to illness and the beginning of the soccer season, I had nine kids today. And I was still the last one there because of late pick ups.

September 5: Serenity took a break with us today and complained about the homework load given to second graders. She couldn’t believe that she was supposed to read seven days a week. She shook her head as she tried to fill our new steam essential oil diffuser and watched it overfill and run onto the table. “Reading on Sunday is disrespecting the lord.”

September 6: The front door lock broke. It will turn 90% of the way and maddeningly refuse to continue past that. Ron then gallantly broke into our apartment through the bathroom window by rappelling down from the roof on a rope he tied to a pipe he found up there and let us in.

September 7: My hedgehog squishy lasted two weeks. Today, someone ripped its face off, threw it into my book bin, and then colored in the missing section with a red marker.

September 8: She had an automatic distrust of people who told her how she should see them. Whenever someone told her how funny they were without pairing it with anything actually funny, she visibly recoiled from them like someone behind her suddenly dropped an ice cube down the back of her shirt.




much love,
hedgie