"Mom, I need clay."
"For what?"
"I need to make a model of Mt. McKinley for math class."
"Well, how much clay?"
"I don't know."
This turned into hours of screaming, throwing things, and, well, I am not even getting to how Ignatius reacted...
Yes, this project is due on Tuesday. (No, it was not assigned on Friday.) Yes... he had to determine the % increase and % decrease between the object and the original. And yes, he himself chose Mt. {freaking} McKinley when he could have done this project on, oh, say, a FORK.
I love my son... and that is why he is still breathing right now.
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