"How old is she?"
"Two and a half."
"Really?"
"Well... two and three-quarters," I amended.
"Hmm. She's doing all the things I like to see them doing. She might need to be a Seahorse. That amount of independence... I test them at the end of the session. She might be ready to be a Seahorse."
Monkey1 is a Seahorse. A class together? Little sister is catching up!
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