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E2!

One morning this past week I woke up early and headed downstairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, on the wall facing me, was a poster which had not been there the night before.

 I was looking at it sleepily, thinking, "E 2?"  Obviously the girls made a poster after I went to bed.  I assumed the "E" was for "Emily" but how did the "2" stand for "Katie"?  I started looking at the other things written on the poster and suddenly it hit me:  Emily had gotten her ACT scores back and she had made a 32!!

 We knew the scores could be posted as early as the 11th but they also could take up to two weeks to post them.  Emily had clearly stayed up until midnight to see if her scores were posted, and yes, they were (one of the benefits of having a last name that starts with a letter close to the beginning of the alphabet)!

Emily was still in bed but she said she heard me come out of my room, she heard me walking down the stairs, then she heard a long pause.  Then she heard thump!, thump!, thump!, thump! as I ran back up the stairs, BLAM! as her door slammed open, and WHUMP! as I dived on to her bed screaming, "You made a 32!?!?  You made a 32, really?!?!?!?!?"

 Yes, yes, she did!

Then she stayed up even later making the poster.  I told her about how I had figured out that the "E" was for Emily but I thought the "2" must be for Katie.  She looked at me in bafflement, then went to look at the poster and started laughing hysterically.  

"I can't believe I drew the "3" as an "E"!  I didn't even notice I did that!  I was so tired!"

Yeah, she's super smart, that girl.  
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