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The Wendling's been very tired -- he crashed last night at 7:30 -- and autistic-acting the last few days. His concentration at school's been so bad they called us in for a meeting, which turned out to be pointless because there's nothing anyone can do about it. He's got the tail end of a cold, or so I thought. Growth spurt? Loose tooth? Mercury retrograde? Who knows?

On a related note, I'm really hoping that the toilet that's been blocked for a day now -- yes, it's in the bathroom nearest his room -- doesn't have anything unusual stuffed down it.

Wanted: sleep, snuggles, circumflatulation, and partying in that chronological order.