Part 2: Like Father, Like Daughter

But this time, it really wasn't my fault. Max made me do it.

I filled out a bracket-thingy for March Madness. Apparently a random-guess bracket like mine has just as much of a chance of winning as a well-informed one. Who knew? Max evaluated my bracket decisions afterward, and I could tell he was getting a kick out of talking basketball with The Wife. Apparently, now I am supposed to be glued to the TV and check scores compulsively.

We'll see.

On the school front, parent-teacher conferences are going very well so far!