There are few things stranger than sitting on a tiny chair across a minuscule desk from your child’s teacher. You realize very quickly just how old you really are. I was very pleased with our oldest Kyality Kid’s grades and progress… but nothing could prepare me for the straight up pride I was about to feel toward our amazing little daughter. (I mean this was comparable to her little bro’s “Enstrybacks” comment from a few weeks back.) For one of her timed tests, she needed to quickly draw something “in the car”... here was the result:
Now to the untrained eye, this probably looked like some kind of standard dashboard. But to me… it was instantly obvious.
Yes, she is her father’s daughter.
It's not just that she's clever and correct; her life is actually enriched by having a car with real character.
oh my snarr
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