In his college days, he lived in a rented apartment. Heating was expensive, and the apartment was just big enough for a single bed, so he slept together with his roommate.
Max doesn't like Spongebob, either. He says that Spongebob is "stupid" funny, and wrinkles his nose whenever someone mentions the show. My kiddo is an old soul.
Max is loving every minute of his SI training, and I'm happy for him, but I also miss him terribly. Only one week to go before my boy comes home. I wrote a few paragraphs for a story I'm working on, and Morgan and I made pancakes and bacon for breakfast. Things are going well.
For me, Kindergarten to 6th was elementary, the middle school was 7th through 9th, and high school was 9th through 12th. Having said that, I moved to the high school for 9th grade, and they changed the middle school to 6th through 8th not long after. Ahhh, American bureaucracy at its finest.
Sounds almost like my grandmother, except she still buys sweets. She doesn't partake herself, she just keeps the candy for any grandkids who might visit.