Quick Update

I have bee(n trying for days to get a film I took of my fish up on You Tube.  The problem?  I don't know where my partner downloaded it to... and the stupid camera lables everything so generically: 4850830, etc.  Anyway, I'm sure I'll eventually figure it out, and I'll post it here because I know you're all anxious to SEE Johnny/Giant Girl and the others, am I right?  Sure, I am.

Mason's school issues seem to have been cleared up.  Mrs. R. told a very funny story about him.  They've been doing assessment testing and so there's been a substitute teacher to help manage the class while Mrs. R. takes the students out to a table in the hall individually.  So, Mason needed something and said to the new teacher, "Hey, Heather!" She looked at him baffled, because, of course, she'd only been introduced to the class as Ms. G--.  So, she says to Mason, "How did you know my first name?"  He looked at her with the same sort of confusion and said, "I read it on your name tag." (Duh!)  Both Mrs. R and Ms. G were surprised enough that I heard this story again this morning from Ms. G.  I guess most students aren't in the habit of reading name tags.  However, as I pointed out to Ms. G, Mason is a little detective.  He'll come home with weird bits of information like, "Student A lives in Saint Paul," he'll offer out of nowhere, and I'll ask, "Oh, did he tell you that?"  "No," Mason will respond, "I noticed on their backpack their phone number had a 651 prefex, so I know he lives in St. Paul." (And yes, that's almost verbatum how Mason talks.  He says "prefex.")  There may also be a job waiting for him with the CIA because he has no fear in asking the students that share his desk with him which one of them ripped his placemat (that has his name on it.)  To hear Mason tell it, he asked each one of them in turn, "Did you rip my name tag?"  

Speaking of the little guy, I'm off to go pick him up.  I volunteered to stuff Thursday folders today, so I did that this morning and then didn't really feel up to working out.  I'm considering changing my routine so that I work out on Mondays and Wednesdays and write Tuesday, Thursday, Friday.

Tonight I hope to get a lot of writing done because Shawn has a business meeting that's going to keep her out most of the night.  I usually go to Wyrdsmith's today, but it's almost impossible to find a babysitter on such short notice.

Hope the rest of you have a great day.  It's sunny and 70 here in Minnesota.  It doesn't get any more like paradise, especially given that the leaves are changing color.