Dear Todd,

I have been hesitant to reboot this because sometimes it's hard to find the humor in this adolescent age. It has more of a "Oh God, what now?!" Which is linked directly to "How did this become my problem?" Coupled with, "Pretty sure I can't fix it." Spiraling into an existential "What's this all about anyway?" Punctuated by "It's how much?" and closing it all with avoidance and a glass of wine.
It was then that I realized...there is a humor. It's from the universe, laughing at all of us who waited until we were in our late twenties to thirties to have children unlike the early settlers who were pregnant at 12 and dead by 25. (You'll have to excuse my stats, we have teens and thus live within a world of hyperbole). But truly...the piece of having children younger, is that you eclipse the line-up of Adolescent Angst coupled with Existential Crisis. The two together is a sick sick joke. So I've decided to make these documentations two parts. One part AA (adolescent angst) and one part EC (existential crisis).

8/21/19
In the land of AA:
It is the second day of school for 6th, 8th and 10th. We have yet to post our "first day" pics on ye old inter-web. But they will not be easily forgotten. Our daughter was up at 5:30am, getting in a workout before putting on the outfit she picked out the night before...and despite all the prep, gave a first day scowl as if going to school was an evil, cruel plot we had orchestrated just for her---whom we must love least of all, clearly. Our 6th grader, bounced out of bed, fed his chickens (no that's not code for anything...we have 3 chickens to be discussed later) grabbed his bag and "pogo-ed" his way out the door. Our 10th grader, reluctantly posed outside (lest other high schoolers saw him) with the dog who, when you see the pictures, was clearly the most "excited" of all. Apparently our dog thinks of porn on the first day of school. Something else, I'm sure I can't fix.

In the land of EC:
"I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING AND I SWEAR TO GOD YOU DON'T EITHER."

Love you. See you tomorrow.