What is to become of us? Deporting people without due process? Deporting US citizen children with cancer? The cruelty is incomprehensible.

I keep reorienting myself with my tiny microcosm of family life, which for the most part is a respite from our country’s chaos, until the pre-school art project homework arrives…

Is there no rest for the weary?

I can’t emphasize it enough, I do not like arts and crafts.

An email came from RB’s pre-k: Everyone needs to make a family shoebox diorama. A part of my soul began to wither.

What 5-year-old can accomplish this independently? RB is one of the oldest kids at her school, so tell me, what are the 2-3 year-olds doing?

Our hefty tuition bill does not shield us from arts and crafts outside of school hours.

I give Captain my take,

“Not it.”

When I melted into goo that first day I met Captain, I had no way of knowing that he’s an amazing artist with the willingness, patience and ability to craft a preschool, shoebox diorama well into the wee morning hours. But he is!

At 11pm I said goodnight to him, as he sat with the hot glue gun hovering over our stick figure family and a fluffy squirrel. He asked,

“How much of this should RB be doing?”

“She picked this scene right?”

“Yeah.”

She’s done enough.

SEND IT IN.

It’s in. We’re moving on. Especially because I know there’s a third grade art project headed our way, i.e. Captain’s way.

Just the fact that he owns a glue gun, owned one before I met him, is all the information we need to know about who’s in charge of the infamous third grade hat project.

Assuming I don’t move from this town in the next month.

Just kidding, kind of. People get it together, vote yes for the override. For all of the three people from my town reading this.

Please.