We're in a pandemic, and school started online for Sarek. Nola starts in two weeks. I forgot to take the perfunctory first day of school shot given all that is going on. Bet you never saw a third day of eight grade shot, eh? Thought so! Does it even matter these days?
Sarek turned 13 during COVID. Here he is with his quaranteen cake, which he apparently managed to eat without arms. We celebrated in the garage and handed out cake in a socially distanced fashion.
I told him not to turn 13 tomorrow, but in true teen fashion, he'll do it anyway. Feeling all sort of things tonight.
Hey! Nola here. I've never written on this blog, but here I am, doing it for the first time at 12 years old in 6th grade. We are in a pandemic, and online school just got out for the summer. In June, we went to tiny little Sierra City in the mountains with the Warchilds, our neighbors down the street. We rented a house up there and were treated with beautiful views and glorious alpine lakes to swim in. We (Sarek, me, Eli, and Pepper) even saw a dear in the house's backyard which is also the woods. We went stargazing on our last day, seeing a few shooting stars. We celebrated father's day and the kids had a prank war (my team won, no matter what Sarek says). The adults worked from home. I even got to cook breakfast a few times all by myself! The kids biked up a hill in the tiny town to a small, old cemetery. Then, being the kids we are, we played Ouija the same night. It was our first time out of the city since the start of the pandemic, and it was a wonderful treat.
