Bird did very well in Geography this past semester. Of all things. When I said something to her about how the globe grandma got her for Christamas must have had a lot to do with it, she blew that off, explaining to her (idiotic) mom that she didn’t get the globe until after the semester was almost over. Like, duh.
This geography thing, though, it is a slippery concept. Last week Emmy was listening to Mare and Bird talk about the war. Mare wondered what the name of that country was we are fighting in. Bird got all attitude-y and said “It’s called Delaware, Mare.”