Franny is slated to be tested later this year and we haven't done any prep. Maybe that's a mistake? I don't know. I mean, I want her to test as gifted, but even more important to me is that, if she doesn't test as gifted, I don't want her to feel like she's a failure or she's not smart.
I'm trying not to frame it as a test for D, if that makes sense. What I'm hoping to achieve with the workbooks is to make sure he's familiar enough with the format that the test can actually reflect his ability to solve the problems. (And if he's not eligible for G&T, that's obviously fine. But I don't want him ineligible just because he's never seen a multiple choice test before.)
And yet, also unsurprising. I would be beyond livid if I were unable to see my kid in the intensive care unit because of Beyonce!
I'd have been on the phone to the police over that. And whoever made the decision would either be up on charges or, failing that, the beneficiary of my new hobby of spending a few dozen hours a week complaining to the AHA, JCAHO, hospital board, and any news agency that would listen in the hopes of getting them shitcanned.
Argh! Over the weekend, I booked travel for President's Day weekend, except I did the wrong weekend. Oops. Now to change to the right weekend will cost me a million times more money. Crap. The non-holiday weekend would actually be better for my family, too, but the holiday weekend is better for the friends I am visiting. What to do, what to doooo????
What to do, what to doooo????
Ditch them all and come to SF instead!
Aw, that would be fun. But probably even more expensive than all of this.
Well bother, I've got blood all over me now.
Uh, Gud? Context? You okay there?
Well bother, I've got blood all over me now.
Murder business getting messy?
Evidently his tampon is leaking. These things happen.
