How’s it going? It’s officially September. Has school started yet? Mine won’t start until after Labor Day. I don’t remember enough about public school grades to remember which grade you’re going to — I’ve jumped ahead once or twice, and for the entirety of middle school I didn’t even once think ‘I’m a middle schooler’. Given that third grade is the year you turn nine, I’m guessing you’re going into ninth grade? I hate to think that you’re turning fifteen soon…. I still see you as nine
The cats are fighting a lot. Websites are suggesting castrating the boys, but Mom thinks that’s way too much for just fighting. I’m trying the method of playing regularly so they take out their aggression on the fishing pole instead. They seem to be into it so far, but we’ll see where it goes. I just hope to see an end to the growling over water bowl ownership.
Dear Soren, I hope to see you again someday. Life is more melancholic than I could have ever realized, when you are not in it. I hope you are well. Please, try to take care of yourself. You always have family here.
With love,
Alice