Why do I ask?

When I was pregnant with Morgan, I worried that she would inherit my seasonal allergies, that I might have forgotten to take my prenatal vitamin, etc. When she was born, I worried that I would make mistakes that would cause damage to this perfect creation of God. I never worried that she might be "too smart" . . .

Saturday, August 25, 2012

state fair

The end of summer is drawing very near, which means state fair time around here. I was a both amused and uncomfortable when our daughter was invited to help run the booth for the state mensa group. Then again, I didn't know what that was 9 months ago, so maybe I shouldn't be so concerned. My husband saw the postcard and laughed, saying "Do they realize she's only 7?" Probably not, I'm guessing.
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