The "Dreaded Time" has come....spelling test practice.
Spelling practice at this house seem to always include crying.
And it's not always the children that cry.
Sometimes I want to join in and throw a fit, too. So far only two have cried. Of course, the third one is at soccer practice....
I hate spelling. I've never been good at it and it seems that all three children have inherited the bad spelling gene.
Oh, where, oh, where is my husband when I need him?? When his children need him?
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