Monday, May 12

Our rented car has become a source of friction with the kids. It's a white Range Rover SUV. Fine. I don't love it, but I'm generally pretty agnostic when it comes to cars, with the exception of truly hideous and offensive cars like the Cyber Truck. Unfortunately, the kids think this Range Rover looks like a Cyber Truck (it doesn't, at all) and they vehemently detest it. They know we would never in ten million years buy anything like that, for all the reasons, but their hatred prevails. I have to admit the car does feel a little uncharacteristic, to put it politely, especially since it has a Tennessee license plate. This morning, Lucia demanded she be dropped off a block from school so no one would see her pull up in this car. 

Lucia came home after lunch today, feeling nauseous and with bad allergies. Greta called after school for me to pick her up, not able to go to crew because she felt nauseous and had allergies. There's something in the spring air that has really affected them. 

Less than a month left of school. It's a crazy time. I think we are all ready for the school year to be over.