Project Pix [personal entry]
Okay; the project has been completed, and carried carefully to school--although at one point this morning, I must admit to threatening that if the little darling didn't immediately improve his [very] shitty attitude, I myself would personally stop the vehicle, remove the project board from the backseat, tear it up, and happily scatter it to the four winds. I had the right to do this of course, because guess who wound up putting at least 85% of that board together?
Many thanks, gang, for the support--and a few good laughs--along the way. Without further ado, I present to you The Project Board:

For readability, click on the images--if you care/dare! :)
Many thanks, gang, for the support--and a few good laughs--along the way. Without further ado, I present to you The Project Board:
For readability, click on the images--if you care/dare! :)
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Kodayou did an amazing job!(no subject)
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If it's any consolation, he may eventually learn from the Science Project Weekend Freak-Out Experience not to put things off to the last minute. My son, whose disorganization was simply legendary among his teachers, did learn that.
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YouKoda did very well. :-)(no subject)
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The board looks great!
I'm also glad to know there were no trips to the ER. My junior year of HS on the night before my last ever science project was due I some how managed to fall crack my bad arm on the edge of the counter and then had to spend 4 hours in the ER getting x-rays because it swelled up like a balloon and I lost feeling in it... worse is that probably an hour of that time was taken explaining to the nurse how my right arm could be swollen enough to have serious concerns and still be smaller than my right. Apparently the concept of me having CP and always having an odd limb to begin with was beyond her because she kept saying, "Are you sure it wasn't your left arm? It looks bigger than your right to me." In the end no one could really explain the swelling (nothing was broken) but it got me an official Drs note and a few more hours to work on the project (which I don't even remember now - it possibly was about Carbon - well, if Carbon is the sixth element).
Should I start the prayers for the SS Fair project now to get a head start on things? Perhaps I'll start with one hoping the attitude improves before the child is home from school...
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Hey, he didn't read off the board, did he? They'll take points for that, too. Don't ask me how I remember...
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