The other day, Rachel announced that she wanted to have a rock-star birthday party. And how did she come to this conclusion? She surveyed her class, put the results in a bar chart, and...no, I can't keep up with her anymore.
She has since changed her mind to a jungle party. How I'm going to pull that one off, I have no clue. What happened to nice, simple parties in the park with cake, chips and a piñata? I think I'm dangerously close to being out of my depth.
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