The first week of school is over and everyone is still upstairs asleep, trying to recover. It was all Henry could do to make it up the hill when he got off the bus last week, so tired was he of the rigors of first grade. He made several friends this week, Henry-style, of course? "Wanna be my friend?" And voila, he has a new friend. He hasn't asked their names yet.

Jack seems to be adjusting to middle school really well. He's pretty animated when he gets home in the afternoons, and he seems resigned to my school year rule of very minimal screen time. He's got his hands full with Seamus in the afternoons, anyway. The poor dog whines at the window all afternoon until Jack gets home.