Guess What? It Rhymes With "Licks!"

That's right...it's Day Six! And this was the day wherein Grandma Suzy and Grandpa Bob made their appeareance. They came around 2:40 (or 1440) and stayed about an hour. Poor Grandpa Bob has laryngitus or something, and he can't really talk.

Besides that, nothing funny, extraordinary, or blogable happened. Besides Katrina wetting. Twice. Within a half an hour. That was extraordinary, in a bad way. And then right after that, she found a cup and came over to us and said "Juice? Juice?" It's like, hello, child, of course you can't have juice; you are fully hydrated to overflowing and it's almost bedtime. Wanna sleep in the bathtub? Honestly!

So anyhow. Today being Saturday wasn't a school day, so I may be able to catch up over the weekend in English and history, at least. Tomorrow is naturally church, so we will see how well it goes getting the kids fed and dressed and in the van by 10:20 or so.

As for the Tennasseans, they have ben doing well. There are some more people coming, I believe, tomorrow. The campaign is going well.

With that said, I think I'll sign off for now and try to do a couple days' worth of history, and then it's off to bed for me too!