Excuse Me. Do You Have the Time?

Grace is learning to tell time. She and Mike sit together at the kitchen table after supper with her work book and the clock from the bathroom, and they practice. First they did the "o'clocks" because that's the easiest one. Now they have moved on to "half-past." If it's not an "o'clock" or a "half-past" then it's a "something." So all day long I get updates from Grace. Which is good because I tend to get rather scatter-brained and lose track of time. But now I've got Grace to keep me on track. What could possibly go wrong?

Sam is obsessed with The Itsy Bitsy Spider. He sings it all the time. Well, he kind've sings it. He doesn't really know all the words, so he makes them up or just repeats what he's already said. It gets interesting.

School is going well for Miracle. She took her final science test yesterday, so she's finished with eighth grade science. Two more math tests and that's out of the way. She's almost finished with composition and literature also. She needs to finish up spelling and Spanish as well as history and grammar. At this rate she'll be starting ninth grade in January of February. I asked her if she would please wait until she's sixteen to graduate. It would be nice if she could drive before she graduated.

Mike and I celebrated our 21 anniversary on Sunday. Twenty-one years ago he asked me to go steady and gave me his class ring. I still have his ring but he lost mine in a car wreck. Somehow his Mitsubishi Colt couldn't stand up to a Ford Grenada. Go figure. Anyway, we've been stuck together for a long time. I tell him I have too much time and money invested in him to start over with someone new. He keeps me around because he doesn't know how to do hair (interesting trivia; Mike's had a daughter for 13 years and he's never done a pony tail.).