The last day of teaching 2nd grade. We did "dream poems." Julia got up early and wrote another acrostic, for her teacher. The one she wrote on my name yesterday is hilarious. She'll probably post it later today. She flips through her Scholastic Dictionary, finds a word she doesn't know, and writes a line beginning with it. Since often times the word has a negative charge to it, she flips it around into a positive, like "arsenic is something I stay away from." The result is a weird negative logic.

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I am finding myself going back to delete material, such as a commentary on Gabe Gudding that used to be here. Unless you checked the blog in the past few hours you missed it.