The Spanish Inquisition

Today Summer is to make a film for Spanish class and I have been informed I have to feed her some lines in Spanish as cues for what she is to say. What? At first I had it palmed off on Der Bingle but he didn’t come because of the weather – this time Fairborn is getting it worse than we are . . . and it ain’t good here.

I don’t do spoken foreign languages well and am dreading it. However, Alison is on call at the hospital and when Summer gets up I am going to try and get her determined* to have her mother be the vocal participant in this little entry for Cannes.

*Summer determined is a force to be dealt with. But then, a couple of times, Alison has looked at Summer, shaken her head and said in an exasperated tone, “You and your grandma.”