Districts

Preparing for a spelling bee is difficult. Preparing for TWO spelling bees in a week is enough to turn your mind into slop. 

Good thing Sissy has a young and resilient mind. 

Spelling 993 words would melt my brain.

Sissy went off to the district bee and I stayed behind to nervously poop my pants in the comfort of my own home. 

Sissy started out strong, despite the microphone being at hobbit-height. 

She made it to the top 4 and then her brain went frantic and she misspelled enormous. 

She knows how to spell enormous. 

Sissy was upset and texted me from Michael's phone, "I OVER THOUGHT IT OK." 

It's absolutely OK.

I am incredibly proud of Sissy and all the time she spent in a whirlwind of practicing words. She is amazing.

Congratulations to Sissy! Now, please! No more spelling for a while.

Spell That

Sissy qualified for the school spelling bee again this year. She came home on the last day of school before Christmas break with the list of 450 words to practice. I asked her when we should start practicing. She said she didn't know when the spelling bee was so there was no reason to start. 

Hmmm. Seems to me that they sent the list home so you could practice over Christmas break.

Sissy respectfully disagreed. And sometimes not respectfully.

I prodded her a couple more times about practicing. She continued to refuse.

Imagine my surprise when Sissy returned to school on Tuesday morning and I received an email inviting me to the spelling bee on Friday.

Uhhhh....crap. 

Mykey quickly wrote her a program that would dictate the words and she would type them. The words would randomly appear until she correctly typed them 3 times each. That's a lot of typing and memorizing.

Did I mention there were 450 words and only 3 days to learn them? And did I mention that there were words on the list that I've never even heard before? And did I mention that I was worried about her ability to be prepared for this spelling bee? And did I mention that this line of questioning is incredibly annoying?

Sissy spent many hours the next 3 evenings clacking away on the keyboard. It was her only hope.

And then off she went to the spelling bee on Friday afternoon. Mykey had to attend because I nearly met my demise watching her last year - I'm much too nervous for that nonsense and didn't want my innards to explode. 

The crowd started like this:

And slowly whittled down to this:

And then it was this:

Sissy won! I was incredibly proud. The winning word was ensemble. Hooray for Sissy!

When I went to pick her up from school a couple of hours later, this was happening:

A poor old guy accidentally crashed his truck into the front of the school. The story is his accelerator stuck. Thankfully no one was hurt. And even though he demolished the aquarium, all the fish were rescued and survived. 

What an exciting day! We had a lot to talk about at dinner.

We celebrated Sissy's spelling bee victory with Knoppers cookies and coconut almonds.

And my parents bought us pizza for dinner.

Man! It was an exhilarating Friday for us.

Congratulations to Sissy!

P.S. The District spelling bee is in a mere 5 days...that list has thousands of words. Thousands!

Last Hurrah

Well, it's 2026 and nearly time to get back to school and responsibilities.

Booo!

Mykey was back at work but Sissy had one more day to party. So we went wild and drove to Buc-ee's.

Baby was incredibly excited about it until we started driving. She didn't realize that she'd have to sit in the car for an hour to actually get to Buc-ee's. There was some crying and desperate attempts by me and Sissy to distract her. 

It was a lengthy hour for all of us.

But we made it!

We poked around the store for a bit and tried not to lose Baby in the crowds. Then we had lunch and Icee's. Chicken nuggets and burritos all around please.

And then we went home.

We killed the remainder of the day at the play area at the mall. It's become a regular stop on our map these days. Sissy couldn't resist climbing to the top of the tree. It took a few attempts and a few tumbles, but she conquered. 

Well, poo. I guess that's it for our loitering about every day. School starts tomorrow.

I wonder if Sissy remembers how to set her alarm clock.