For the Love of Spam and Report Cards

We went camping last weekend and James discovered that he loves Spam. Not the junk e-mail, the processed meat. He tried some at breakfast and then decided he would roast some over the fire instead of hot dogs. Hannah was not as impressed. She was excited to see a "Lobster!" in the lake. I had to break it gently that lobsters don't live in fresh water and it was a crawdaddy.

Report cards came home yesterday. James was so excited because the conduct side of his report card didn't have any marks. He also made all Es. Hannah made all As and was pumped as well.