One of Mom’s courses this semester is English Grammar. She’s chosen it all by herself – well – it’s one of her obligatory courses, but she’s not due to have it for another year or so. But since she’s having two different kinds of topics for major/minor she’s at risk of having courses (or exam dates) collide and wanted to be a bit ahead.
Mom is getting a leeetle bit cross-eyed reading the grammar. She does not seem to be very happy at all. I’m sleeping my deepest sleep, making little sleepy squeeky noises (the humans totally love them! Gets you extra kisses for sure!) showing her how much she could enjoy herself if she’d just put that stupid book down.