Last night, my daughter went ballistic when she discovered that a) a form she needed to have signed by us, and turned in today, was still at school, and b) a form that she needed for a project, to be turned in today, could not be completed because she could not remember the password for the (badly designed, verging on user-hostile) project web site. She totally melted down. Screaming, tears, the whole bit.
This afternoon, with no prompting, she apologised for her behavior. Proving that ballistic arcs do touch back down to earth.
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