The second day of MCA reading testing went well. Finished even earlier than yesterday, I regret to say. Care managed to almost fall asleep, then seemed to remember she had her contacts in and jolted upright in her horrid plastic stool. After sighing, and staring at the book she didn't want to read, she concerned herself with throwing bits of paper in Jay's hair.
In french we're doing possesive adjectives. Mme. Budion is throwing on the homework a bit thick, if you ask me. It's crazy! It's not hard for me, but I'm over at Care's helping her because, as she says, SHE wasn't gifted with the ability to download everything into her brain.
I have to go early. I'll come back and write another one either later, or tomorrow. Or the next day, I don't know. I have to go help Care throw the tennis ball for her dog, Daisy Mae. There's a pic of her up top. Awesome dog!!! BTW, that pic was taken by Care. You like??
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