So I was downstairs painting with Megan and said that my masterpiece was a “dumb old scribble.” I feigned hurt, and she remorsefully replied, “I mean it’s a nice scribble. If ya ask me, it’s a nice, young scribble.”
In other news, I’m working on getting Megan enrolled in this “virtual school.” I had her take the placement tests today and she tested first grade, second semester in math. Haven’t finished the reading part but I imagine it will be at least that. Gosh, Albemarle County, could you please let my child in your dang kindergarten class?