On the girl's homefront:
M did not make the drill team. You may not have even known she was trying out for it because I failed to mention that fact. However, that is not - at least for now - where she is supposed to have her head at. She's got amazing pipes and I'd love to see her focus on that more. She's in pop choir and has the ear of her teachers and peers, but she's destined for far greater with that voice if she'd put it out there more.
J-Girl is, well, J-Girl. She's one of a kind. She doesn't exit her room much. Perhaps because the boys are always running around and making a mess, and she does not like a mess. She just took a math re-test yesterday and when asked if it was easy she replied with, "Well, obviously." So, there's that...
Lil' A is in front of the TV. Like, all the time. The only time she pulled her eyeballs off of it was when I banned the tube from her for a few hours. Oddly enough, it was in those few hours that her vivid imagination clicked back on and she made a cool finger puppet theater out of an old glove, some markers and a piece of cardboard. If she'd sharpen that talent like a knife on a rock, she could cut the imagination world wide open.
These girls don't really make this blog all that often because they don't migrate from their roomland much, except to scavenge for food at times, and most attempts to communicate with their species is met with blurs of their existence as they disappear back into the shadows.
Blurs often have "no comment."
