Dilemma, Horns Of


I am going to Texas tomorrow to meet up with my mother for her birthday weekend and I am only partially convinced that I am going to perish and the children will be eaten by bears after Steve falls down a well. I am making progress with my anxieties, I think.

I haven't packed yet (I haven't even figured out what hot weather size I am) so I will just share two things that made me laugh today. 

1. Caroline threw her arms around me and said, "I love you so much! I love you more than anyone in the world... besides Daddy of course. And Edward."

Of course.

I decided not to remind her about Patrick since I wanted to maintain the illusion that I am in the top three quartiles.

2. Edward and Caroline bring home their reading packets on Mondays, which are then due three days later. At the beginning of the year they were sometimes rather lengthy but in the past several months the assignments have dwindled down to a single sheet of paper with two brief passages on each side, followed by either an activity (draw a picture and do a crossword puzzle based upon the text) or specific questions related to what they have read. 

Edward - who is certainly well enough to complete a ten minute assignment no matter what he might say - has made rather an art form of completing the work at the last possible second and using the fewest letters possible to form the least number of words that still convey his point.


Tonight one of the passages was about zoologists and the question was: what three questions would you like to ask a zoologist to learn more?

Edward wrote:

1. What is your name?

2. Do you like science?

3. How tall are you?

Zooooooooooooooom! The sound of the intention of the assignment going right over Edward's head or the sound of Edward coasting merrily under the bar of literal interpretation.