Over the phone as I was sitting in O’Hare Thursday evening:

Soon-to-be Thirteen Year Old Gel: Um, Dad…I got my science test back.

Self: Oh? How did it go?

STB13YOG: Well, um, I failed it. I’m so sorry.

Self: WHAT!!?? How could that be after you studied so much?

STB13YOG: HA! Ha! Fooled you! I got a 93!

Self: You stinker.

The good news is that the gel is finaling beginning to see that there is some kind of connection between studying and good grades. A mysterious, indeed almost unfathomable connection, but a connection nonetheless.  She’s also discovering that she likes getting good grades.  I’ll gladly take a little ribbing if it helps reenforce that idea.