Well we can see how much Abbie "enjoys" going out to eat and how important it is. Not.
P got her big girl seat. WoooHoooo.
Isaiah got the IB diploma. As I suspected, this has something to do with "college admissions" questions. I'm still stymied by the Associate degree talk. Nothing I find says that the IB certificate is an Associates, and Associates still require majors. I get that he may shave a year off his BA if he receives credits for pre-reqs, but what they're saying isnt computing for me.
And the physical: P said "This is the place that woman told me he could speak for himself. I told her hes 17!" What a bleeping nut. When my boys were 17 I did not go into exam rooms with them. They knew to send the nurse out for me if they were asked something they may not know. And Asa, asking if Isaiah wanted him to go in with him so he could look at Asa instead of the doctor. Sure dad, come on in and talk while the doc squeezing my balls and I cough. Not awkward a bit! WTF is wrong with these weirdos?!