the math doesn't lie...
Fussy: Wait, are you 12 or are you 13 already?
Niece: I'm twelve.
Fussy: And what grade are you going into?
Niece: Seventh.
Fussy: How did that happen!? Sheesh. Though I'm going back to school too.
Niece: What grade are you going into?
( a considerable pause)
Fussy: 23rd Grade*
Niece: (a look).
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*The truth is this isn't counting the three years I did drama therapy and psychology classes part time in between my MFA and my MSW. Note to those worried: I have already admitted to myself; I DO just like being in school, too. And I've gotten better at doing it on the cheap. :)
Niece: I'm twelve.
Fussy: And what grade are you going into?
Niece: Seventh.
Fussy: How did that happen!? Sheesh. Though I'm going back to school too.
Niece: What grade are you going into?
( a considerable pause)
Fussy: 23rd Grade*
Niece: (a look).
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*The truth is this isn't counting the three years I did drama therapy and psychology classes part time in between my MFA and my MSW. Note to those worried: I have already admitted to myself; I DO just like being in school, too. And I've gotten better at doing it on the cheap. :)