Over Thanksgiving I downloaded a social media app called BeReal. I only did it so I could keep in touch with my sister more. It’s a silly app where you take a two-sided picture and then post it whenever the app tells you it’s time to post. You don’t have to post and you can post late if you want to. The post almost always ends up being a selfie for one picture plus whatever or whoever is on the other side of the camera.

Ethan doesn’t have it, but Miles’s brother Graham does. His mom let him get it so he could keep in touch with homeschool friends. Miles used to be homeschooled which is one reason he and Ethan became friends sophomore year when Miles started high school at Lutheran High. His family is Baptist, and Ethan used to say that Miles was the most Christian person in the entire school. I do agree he’s a nice person.

Josh says to me on occasion, “Don’t you remember what it was like to be 19?”, like tonight when our son texted and asked if he could stay at Laura’s a little longer. She lives over a half-hour away and I thought I was being perfectly reasonable by establishing a curfew time for 9:30. Same for Elianna, when I texted Miles’s mom to pass along the curfew message because we hadn’t come up with a time before she left.

I guess I don’t approach it with the same sentimentality. I’m more thinking about going to bed and having kids home from all their places before I do so. Oh well. I did get to see her on Graham’s BeReal in their living room, which is the only reason I posted something in the first place. You can’t see anyone else’s picture unless you post yours. I don’t post every day but I do think it’s kind of funny to play around with.

We moved the card table back into the living room today. It has mostly become a catch-all for the kids’ stuff. They did attempt a puzzle but one of the cats got into it and I don’t think anyone’s attempted one since. So I put the checkboard on it and the boys did play with that a few times more today. I cooked a real lunch for everybody which is always a nice reset after being out of routine. Tomorrow I have to work again.