Some News

Happy September. Happy Birthday to my boy Mitch.

 He is old enough now that we don't really talk about how old he is.

 We  took him out to dinner tonight to celebrate and made a general nuisance of ourselves. The waitress spilled a tall cold glass of water all over my mom, so that was memorable. Of course the waitress felt terrible, and apologized all over the place and asked my mom if she could get her anything, to which my sassy pants mother replied, "Do you have a dry pair of Levi's for me?" Pants are always called Levi's by folks of a certain age it seems.

Also, Alisa and Erwann have returned from Europe and rejoined the rest of us working blokes. They came back with a leeeetle extra baggage, in the form of my first GRANDCHILD!  They actually called us on the fifth of July to share this happy news, but we were sworn to secrecy for a few weeks. The word is out now though, and I'm gonna be a grammy. Yikes, that is gonna take some getting used to, but I can't wait to watch this new adventure unfold for all of us. It is a whole new chapter starting up.

Duncan has decided he would like to find a girlfriend. But he also says he is scared to talk to girls. He asked his friend (also autistic) for some advice, and his friend told him that getting involved with girls might sound like a good idea, but it also means you are committing to raise the next generation of humanity, so you better think very carefully about all that.   I don't think Duncan has thought it through quite that far. He just wants somebody to play Mario kart with.

Will has had a busy week, with a baptism AND an intestinal infection. And that is just about all the information I have on that. His emails have been pretty brief the past couple weeks, and I'm choosing to take that as a good sign.

Audrey started her senior year. She just auditioned for the musical and got the part of Mrs Banks in Mary Poppins. She is going to be a busy girl once again.

 First day, going off with bagel in hand. I love her.

Some of our neighborhood high school crew.

Olivia started 7th grade. She is surviving locker combos, 8 different teachers, school lunch, gym, walking to and from school- all the joys of junior high. A lot has changed. But she still has her buddy Ella by her side, thank heavens.

Off to junior high. The boys outnumber the girls more than 2 to 1 around here. What is up with that?

In addition to all of the above shenanigans, we seem to be suffering under a curse. Our air conditioner went out a few weeks ago, and we are just now getting around to getting it replaced. We have been basically living in an oven for the past three weeks. It has been utterly miserable. Then  yesterday, on our drive home from Cedar Fort, the air conditioning went out in the car. We were in Murray, so we drove a good 40 miles or so down the freeway in 97 degree heat and no air conditioning, only to come home at 6 pm, the hottest time of day, to sit in our hot house and contemplate what hell must be like. 

We are weak, spoiled rotten humans.