Morning e-mails to my Mah-zah.
Happy Birthday!
"I have two tickets to the rock concert on Saturday. Why don't you come with me?"
In my mind: "Whaaaat do I say.....?"
What I said: "Uh, no thanks"
Looking confused at what I said, he pulled out his text book from behind his back.
Apparently he was just showing me that he was practicing his reading skills by flipping through a random page in the text and reading it to me.
Then, he said to me:
"Rachel Carson is the lady who wrote this book. I have to eat lunch."
"Rachel Carson is the lady who wrote this book. I have to eat lunch."
That's about all that happened today.
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