The first week of this school year is in the books. All told, I’d call it a resounding success, with a 100% survival rate for all parties.
1. I have an 8th grader. How is this even possible? Didn’t I just finish 8th grade myself?
2. Not only is The Boy an 8th grader now, but somehow he’s in football. He hasn’t ever played before, never watched the game, still needs a physical, and doesn’t understand the game’s most basic concepts. Should be awesome.
3. We have Baby’s first sinus infection! Kudos to her for joining the Fucked Up Timing Club. She’s a lot better now, but it made for an interesting week.
4. This makes me happy. It’s not related to school, but it’s a fatherhood thing. I will be this man when I get older.
5. Alien started 2nd grade this week, and his teacher labelled all of his school supplies with his name. The only problem is that she misspelled his surname on all of them. Of course, she would say that the joke’s on me because I misspelled the word ’sirname.’ In other news, we’re not looking for Alien to learn much this year.
6. The 4 year-old learned to spell his name, and played video games. A lot of video games.
7. I learned to get up early again. This is no minor accomplishment. While we’re not out of the woods yet, I think I will survive. Not sure about everyone else yet.


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