It's Monday

I thought it would be a good idea to update the blog, but nothing much has happened in the last week. Jack is closer to making a final decision on colleges in that he's narrowed it down to the west coast, with heavy leanings towards the Trojans. Sob. No, it's fine, really. Who cares about the dumb Huskies, anyway? 

I'm happy to report that my sickly daughter has gained a tiny bit of weight. Well, she had gained a bit of weight until she went to her friends' house over the weekend and ate lasagna. She denied eating gluten, but I saw it on the way back out. Ick. She also had an altercation at school. It started when Grace called me from the nurse's office, crying about getting hit in the head with a ball. Apparently the girl that threw it at her laughed at her when it happened, and had done it on purpose. I picked her up, only to realize it was hurt feelings and not a concussion that sent her home. About two hours later, I got an email saying there had been an incident in school involving Olivia and said ball-throwing girl. I still don't know what really happened, but Olivia's exact words were, "I was just holding out my fist and [name withheld] ran into it." That's her story and she's sticking to it, anyway.