Had to comment on the frog. My mom dropped my DS6 off at my work a few weeks ago, and he rode the bus with me to the faraway parking lot. A coworker saw him, snuggled up on my lap, and said hi and asked him if he was in kindergarten. DS said, indignantly, no, I'm in 2nd grade! She then asked how old he was, he said 6, and she said, being funny, "Really, oh, so are you doing dissection in school now?" DS immediately responded, "I hope we dissect a dog. I would really like to see what it looks like inside a dog." I was equally surprised that he knew what dissection was, and that he wanted to cut up a dog (his favorite animal).

No grades here... I tried to get DS6 to remember his MAP scores when he took them last week, since they pop up on the bottom of the screen when you're done, but he couldn't remember. smile