Joram has to do a paper on a great american. I’ve been trying to help him out by thinking of great americans. He keeps saying they are nice but he wants to do his paper on me.

I’m not a great american. Silly boy. But it touches my heart that he thinks I am.

Little boys can be so so so sweet sometimes.

In other school news, both boys did very well on their report cards. Lots of E’s and the rest were all S’s. (That’s Excellent, highest grade, and Satisfactory, second highest grade.) Good job boys!