We spent a little bit of time this evening discussing college plans and standardized testing and such. I spent nearly an hour afterward signing him up for the SAT -- sweet fanciful Moses, the website was thorough. It made me anxious. I can only imagine how Offspring the Third is feeling.
Chin up, Offspring the Third. You are very smart, and very capable, and you will do well. I have every faith in you.
Here's to a good school year.
Tiny Dog is anxious, and Elderly Three-toothed Dog is tired, at the very thought of contemplating college applications.