Foggy morning

Mom says there's an area of Washington DC that's called Foggy Bottom.

Our front yard looks like a foggy bottom. It's ghosty and eery and the cloud is just floating in the front yard. Just a little cloud. You can see the tops of the trees, but the area between the grass and the leaves--it's all fuzzed out. Foggy.

I have tons of homework today. Socrates Club is meeting later this morning to discuss predictability and perfectness.

These are two of my best subjects so I am really going to crank on the homework so I do well with the oral exams.

Afterwards we get to watch Mary Poppins. (That's because she's practially perfect in every way!)