Precisely. So instead of DD being a "fifth grader doing sixth grade work" we argued successfully that it was in their best interests to have her be a 6th grader, doing 6th grade testing work. Er... work. Right. wink


By that time, we were already playing the game of minimizing DD's total lifetime burden of nonsense provided to her by the K-12 educational system. So there is that.


Schrödinger's cat walks into a bar. And doesn't.