This morning, as I dashed out the door for work, Casey was coming down the stairs with a poster about Mars that she had worked on last night for a group project in school. The poster looked really good. She wrote in her neatest handwriting. I offered to put it in a garbage bag so that it wouldn't get messed up in the rain. As I put it in the bag I glanced over her work. She had taped index cards to the poster with "Fun Facts" written at the top of each card. Only she spelled "facts" - "facks"...and she failed to close the top of her a's so that they looked more like u's. Oops.
This is the kind of story you are brilliant for writing down. Cause they will make some damn good graduation/wedding speeches.
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