Sucks being 8

My child consistently impresses me with her intelligence pretty much daily. She is great and some days she reminds me she is a real 8 year old.

Today was presentation day for the 2nd grade biography projects. Bailey didn't get to present today. She was bummed because she didn't get her turn until tomorrow. I asked her how they picked which kids got to go. Bailey said the teacher drew names. Bailey was disappointed because she wasn't picked and she wrote her name really big on the paper. I tried to explain that writing your name large on the paper does not increase your chances when your teacher is drawing names out of a hat.

Bailey corrected me. She was drawing names out of a heart-shaped basket.