Sometimes they seem smart. And sometimes…

Found Ben’s 9th grade poetry homework. It’s all starting to make sense.

Dinner.

The boys. Today. With nothing to do. Maybe they are adopted.

Polly is supposed to be on a virtual book club. Apparently hasn’t read the book. So Griffin is following her around the kitchen reciting the spark notes. Somehow this doesn’t strike me as quite the literary magic that was intended – especially since Griffin keeps inserting his own commentary. Like “I don’t understand why she…

So after the nipple dinner conversation we decided that some structure might be nice. Everyone needed to show up to the dinner table with some interesting topic that they learned about during the day. Polly started with the history of the Vikings pointing out that Scandanavia didn’t include Finland but did include Denmark. That was…

“What’s the tip of your nipple called?” Dinner.  First day schools have been cancelled.  Of apparently many more days to come. “Why on earth is is that what’s on your mind?” Isn’t there a lawyer rule that you’re not supposed to ask a question you don’t really want to know the answer to? “Well, I…