Well, Bailey and I finally finished her project of coming up with ten different puzzles on her book by Agatha Christie.  It was a huge undertaking that took she and I both many hours.  She told me this weekend that some kids in her class haven't even begun yet. All I can say is that they are in a world of hurt. 
She worked just as hard as I did; in fact, once we got into it, she began to get the feel for the project.  She actually got quite creative and designed some puzzles from scratch that I probably would not have ever thought about.
Sunday, as we were finishing, she began telling me about this boy that she likes.  Evidently, their school is having something like a Sadie Hawkins Day when the girls can invite the boys out.  She wants to ask this particular boy to go to the movies with her; but she is afraid her dad will not let her.
She said, "Everytime I ask Dad if I can do something involving someone of the opposite sex,  he starts in with, 'Who is this kid?  Does he know I have a gun?'"
"So," she said, "I'll talk to Mom about it and let her soften up Dad before I mention it to him.  Mom knows how to handle Dad.  I don't!"
Holly says that Bailey is too much like her dad, which is the reason they clash so often.  Kenzie, on the other hand,  looks up and him with those big brown eyes and says,  "DaDa" and his heart just melts.  She will work him all her life.  She already has him figured out.