Help me...help you

Summer ended and I went back to work. This is the first year we've had 9th graders, and let me tell you, they are adorable.

Exhibit A: These are the passes students fill out when they want to see us. The "message" line is where they write why:

On an unrelated note, I made a peach galette and was beyond proud. I texted a picture of it to Mom and she said, "Give a pie a French name and you can leave out the pie pan. Very smart of the French."

True. Good point, Mom.