I Really Don’t Like This.

This has been my vibe this week, and I don’t like it. Not at all.

I’ve been in a spiral of poor eating habits and poor sleep hygiene and bad mood that just feeds on itself. My inner teenager is getting the best of me, letting me sabotage myself by doing whatever I want in the moment — order out because I don’t want to make dinner, stay up late to watch YouTube or play solitaire, ignore my reminders to prep tomorrow’s meals…

Time to be the adult in the room.

The Baxter V Rocket

Connor constructed this rocket for Baxter during his day off from school. He borrowed my folding protractor-ruler to exactly measure the angles he needed for the nose cone/pyramid (so he must be internalizing some of that geometry he’s been learning).

Assembly of the rocket involved my (very cheap) hot glue gun, Elmer’s glue (when we ran out of glue sticks), and gaffer’s tape (when the Elmer’s was taking too long to dry).

I’m still not entirely convinced that Baxter enjoys being rocketed around the house in a box, but I could be wrong.