Some people just have it...the ability to roll numbers around in their heads and come up with some square-root-divided-by-a-percentage-times-infinity equation. I am not one of those people - neither is Carly. Currently she is taking a few classes at SLCC and one of them is math - so we see a lot more of her. That's because Michael is one of those bright individuals who really gets it - and I do have to wonder why he does and I don't? It's natural to want to blame someone for this imperfection: my crummy 7th grade math teacher; the fact that I fell on my head at least a hundred times before I was three; or genetics. I'm going with the genetic-theory - it's just easier. Carly blames me - I blame my Dad (however he did gift me a fabulous smile) and so on, right up the branches of the family tree. So, if you need help with math, see Mike. If you want to watch someone fall on their head, see me.
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Hi Mommy. Just saw that ya didn't have any comments and I didn't want you to feel that you were unloved. So...love ya!
Thanks Michael! I owe you one!
And doesn't he look so sophisticated with those glasses?
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