RMers with kids

[dad]

I love summer, but I'm ready for school to start and the kids to get back into a consistent routine.

this feels early

School starts in less than two weeks!

school starts next Thursday here.

[Monkey_Driven]

I love summer, but I'm ready for school to start and the kids to get back into a consistent routine.

this feels early

School starts in less than two weeks!

school starts next Thursday here.

What grades are they starting? Two more years until we're done with daycare and both kids are in school.

[bodysnatcher]

public schools started this past monday here. what am i doing in here.

[dad]

I love summer, but I'm ready for school to start and the kids to get back into a consistent routine.

this feels early

School starts in less than two weeks!

school starts next Thursday here.

What grades are they starting? Two more years until we're done with daycare and both kids are in school.

one is going to 7th.
two are going to 8th.
one is going to be a junior.

[bodysnatcher]

what is your family's zit cream budget?!

[doug rr]

if we had kids I dont think we'd be alive now

[doug rr]

we're starting the college prep stuff in earnest, including touring campuses. i thought it was way too early for a rising junior (hate that term by the way), but alas i'm wrong. by this time next year the expectation is that my kid has all of his essays written and some apps ready to send out.

life was a lot simpler when i went to college when we didn't have a common app and you couldn't apply to 40 schools at the press of a button.

[goes to yell at a cloud]

if only he was left handed and could throw 95

i mean, we can't all have bammer's kids

they'll be burned out by 10th grade

[Monkey_Driven]

if we had kids I dont think we'd be alive now

bc you would raise murderers?

[dad]

what is your family's zit cream budget?!

less than the milk budget.

[doug rr]

if we had kids I dont think we'd be alive now

bc you would raise murderers?

oh heavens no..we're great with kids but only for a couple of hours..not a life time

[Monkey_Driven]

if we had kids I dont think we'd be alive now

bc you would raise murderers?

oh heavens no..we're great with kids but only for a couple of hours..not a life time

There's a long list of pros and cons, that's for sure.

[E.H. Ruddock]

what is your family's zit cream budget?!

less than the milk budget.

With just two of my wife's kids here this summer, a 14 year old boy and an 18 year old girl, we are averaging just under 3 gallons of milk a week. Fucking insane. My wife and I don't drink it.

[dad]

what is your family's zit cream budget?!

less than the milk budget.

With just two of my wife's kids here this summer, a 14 year old boy and an 18 year old girl, we are averaging just under 3 gallons of milk a week. Fucking insane. My wife and I don't drink it.

yup, my wife and i, and my step son don't drink milk either. my twins and 16yo do, and we're lucky if we keep a gallon/week.

[dad]

with school about to start, I think I'm most excited that I won't have to hear my kids slurping their cereal at intervals throughout the morning.

shoot me in the fucking face.

[doug rr]

every time we buy milk we throw out more than half of it a week later..

[wease]

what is your family's zit cream budget?!

less than the milk budget.

With just two of my wife's kids here this summer, a 14 year old boy and an 18 year old girl, we are averaging just under 3 gallons of milk a week. Fucking insane. My wife and I don't drink it.

Between me and our youngest, we go thru 2-3 gallons a week.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Simple Torture]

This morning my son refused to drink milk because it was a different brand than we usually buy, and he knew it was different because it had Chewbacca on the label, who is his favorite Star Wars character. But luckily we had a second gallon, which has a Captain America label, which I turned around so he couldn’t see. I’ll have to buy another gallon tomorrow and pray it’s a blank label.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Simple Torture]

Not a great idea. Blank store-brand labels only. It’s cheaper, at least—I made the mistake of taking advantage of a sale this week.