She's screaming her head off at the back door now.
She's going to get us in trouble.

D11, S14 and I had a good afternoon. We ran some errands and came back to the apartment so she could meet the kitten. Needless to say she's in love. The kitten curled up next to her on my bed and went to sleep. I took a picture of "my girls". That cat even suckered in S14 who prides himself on NOT getting sucked in. He said he was "sucked in by the cuteness". When I took D11 back to the house a little bit ago I asked her how things were going. She said good. She started talking about school. I listened. She hates one of her teachers, loves another one, was tardy twice last week and missed Friday. I didn't say a word, except that it's very important she be on time for school. It's going to start weighing on her. Perhaps I did too much for her all these years. But H doesn't do enough of the right stuff. That's all there is to that. We'll see what the deal is when interims come out. Until then, I'm not saying a word. God help me.

D11 is coming over Wednesday evening.
I'm picking her up after work and she's coming over for dinner.
My stipulation: She has to show me her homework list and then show me that it's done. If it's not done, I come back to the apartment by myself - nothing else, she's not in trouble and she's not getting a lecture. I'll just leave. So it is up to her. She will have 2.5 hours to get it done after school. I think that's plenty of time.

And so it goes.