Yesterday, H got a trivia game from school called Brain Quest. It's a stack of cards with questions in various academic categories that's designed for 3rd graders. She doesn't want to do ANYTHING ELSE. Last night she quizzed Grammy over Facetime until my mom surrendered. This morning she said, "I'm going to quiz Daddy on the way to school until his head pops off!" These are actual texts I got from T this morning:
T: Pretty sure H would have been happy with an SAT prep book for her birthday.
T: Halfway to school I asked if we could play the quiet game. She spent the rest of the time explaining the rules.
T: If quizzing causes heads to pop off I suspect our daughter will be accused of mass murder by noon.
T: Pretty sure H would have been happy with an SAT prep book for her birthday.
T: Halfway to school I asked if we could play the quiet game. She spent the rest of the time explaining the rules.
T: If quizzing causes heads to pop off I suspect our daughter will be accused of mass murder by noon.
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