Leaving me here. All alone.
And it's raining.
Next up: the lights go out, I fumble in the basement with a flashlight, and most likely get eaten by a grue. Or chased by zany burglars.

Leaving me here. All alone.
And it's raining.
Next up: the lights go out, I fumble in the basement with a flashlight, and most likely get eaten by a grue. Or chased by zany burglars.

Set up those booby traps.
Yeah, but then I have to take them down when my wife gets home.
Says who? 😉
~blinks~
Summer School?!
What did Kay flunk that she had to go to summer school?
For the record (since I didn’t post about it separately): Kay’s in an AP Math Class over the summer to see if she can effectively skip a year forward next year. So anything but flunking!
Woot!
Glad to hear that she is following in her Mothers maths footsteps.