Today they had to sketch out their designs. She brought it home for me to see. I love my kid. This is what she designed for her sock puppet:
|It's Doctor Who!|
Yes, she's making a Doctor Who sock puppet, complete with bow tie and Fez. And even a wibbly wobbly timey wimey thrown in for good measure.
Her second choice design is a little more disturbing:
|Creepy weeping angel.|
I'm glad she went with the Doctor.
So this is what we're teaching her.
Writing has been going sort of well. I managed to make new words, and get the bills paid, and balanced the checkbook, and dealt with idiot people on the phone. If I've spoken with you on the phone in the last few days, please know that you, personally, were absolutely NOT one of the idiot people. That was someone else. You were absolutely delightful (unless you're with Verizon or Citibank. Then, you stink.)
Chorus tonight, which means two hours of semi-uninterrupted writing time. Huzzah!
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