That 4th grade boy in the super tight dino jammies.
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And So it Begins
“Hey! <poking me repeatedly in the shoulder> Heyyyyyyy. HEY! I’m bored.”
— Eric, 4 minutes after officially moving into my (our?) studio apartment.
This is gonna be great.
When the Cat’s Away….
Dad sent Mom a photo of himself on vacation in Vail, which she then sent to me and my siblings.
Pretty sure this is the last time he sends a photo.
Move-In Day!
Eric: “You realize I’m pretty much fully moving in tomorrow, right?”
99% of me: “I know, I’m so excited!”
1% of me:
Something To Look Forward To
Kid (in reference to the state tests): “Is the rest of life going to be this boring?”
Me: “What?! No! Promise.”
More boring.
Test Prep
Smack in the middle of this 4-hour-long 4th grade reading test, someone let out the most obnoxiously loud, exasperated yawn, disrupting the entire room.
It was me.
#thissucks
Roadblocks
This morning I woke up with an incredible sense of purpose, and vowed that I was going to check at least five things off my never-ending to do list. I had the energy, I had the drive, and I had a rare, large block of free time after work to accomplish it all. Today was the day!
And then– because I guess the universe hates me– suddenly, out of NOWHERE, on the day I FINALLY have the chance to be super productive, this totally crazy thing happened where I yawned and instead did nothing.
I can’t win.
Exactly.
In reference to my post Hello? , a friend texted me the following:
Hello?
Today in school we gave a practice state exam. I took the kids with special needs to a separate, less distracting location to take their tests.
Kid: “Miss Emily, is it true that all the smart kids take their test in the classroom, and all the dumb kids go to a different room with you?”
Me: “What!? NO. Absolutely not. Taking your test in a different room has NOTHING to do with your intelligence. You are all VERY smart. Everyone needs different things in order to do their best work and be able to focus, that’s all.”
Kid: “Are you sure it’s not because we’re dumb?”
Me: “I promise. In fact, I used to have testing accommodations when I was a kid. Do you think I’m smart?!”
Kid: (no answer)
Me: “Hello?”
Kid: “Oh, yes– of course, you’re very smart! Sorry, I just spaced out for a second.”
Aaaaand that’s why you’re in here.
At Least Andrew Knows
As usual, Andrew (my brother-in-law) is the only one who knows where our parents are.
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