DD is signed up for the SAT today - 8am test start, 7:45am arrival time. She had finals this past week, and didn't sleep well. Nor was she able to sleep well last night. This morning, when I wake her up at 7:05 am, she asks "can I take the SAT a different day?" Ummm, no, not until the fall if you miss it today. She gets dressed, and trudges out for breakfast. At this point, wife and I start arguing. "What are you making her take the test for?? She's so tired, and she's barely eaten anything." "But we're signed up for it, and she studied, and if she does terribly, we just won't send the scores anywhere." "But why would you make her suffer through 3 hours of testing?!?!" This goes on for a bit. Parents of the year, I tell ya! :-) DD eventually retreats to her room to go back to sleep. Wife, who was going to drive her, leaves to take the dogs for a walk.
At 7:55am, she comes out of her room, "you know what, I think I want to take the test, and I'll regret if I don't." :-O So I race her over to the (giant) school, she runs to find her room assignment, then runs to her room, and at 8:10 she's knocking on the door of the testing room. I don't know exactly what happened, but the proctor let her in, and after 10 minutes they hadn't kicked her out, so I went home...
Who needs coffee, when real life is an adrenaline rush?
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