Sweet Gracie Girl

     That's Gracie... there on the right.  I also call her Hollywood, for obvious reasons.  I mean, look at her!

     She earned another name this week.  But, for fear of a self-fulfilling prophesy, I am not going to call her that name.

     I feel like it's been a rare event this year... sitting down to do school work.  But, Tuesday, we were actually doing just that.  If we keep it up, maybe, just maybe they will be able to read by the end of the year.  Kidding!!  Just kidding!  They can read, very well I might add.

     Anyway, all that is beside the point.  I was trying to help Shelby with a hard geography lesson.  We were going to read it out loud and Gracie was sitting beside us.  So, I said, "Gracie, why don't you got sit at the table so we don't bother you?"

     "That's ok!  I just want to sit here."

     3 MINUTES LATER.....

     "Mom, I think I am going to go sit at the table."

      "Ok."

     When she came back, I said, "Bring your book here so I can check it."

     She had two questions that required her to write at least a sentence.

     I read the first answer and I said, "Gracie, great answer!"

    Then I read her response to the second question.  This was her answer:

    Answers will vary.

     I looked at her and I said, "Gracie, where did you get that answer."

     She just sat there.  Starring at me.  We locked eyes for a long time while I waited for her to answer.  I noticed the longer we waited, the redder her face got.

     Finally, she burst into tears, put her head down on my lap and said, "YOU"RE SO MAD AT ME!"

     I am so bad!  All I could do was laugh and laugh and laugh.  I did manage to keep the laughter sound from escaping.

     You see, in the back of this particular book, one can check the answers. I am usually THE ONE.   This time, however, she took some liberties upon herself.  It just so happened to backfire.

     For the teacher or mom, the manuel frequently says Answers will vary.  That means right or wrong is up to the one doing the checking.

     She is very sensitive and hates to do things wrong.  She was very sorry.   But,  I just can't let it go.  It cracks me up!  So, when she asks me 2, or 10, or 25 times a day if I will take her to see Taylor Swift in concert, I say, "Answers will vary."

     She doesn't think it's very funny.