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Quiz Kids


Have you guys seen the McKenna American Girls movie? My kids love it. In the movie poor McKenna fails a test and has to get a tutor or she might have to quit gymnastics. I won’t spoil the ending but there are more twists and my girls both agree that it’s a nail biter. As such, Briana has decided that she wants to take a quiz really really really really badly. She knows she won’t fail, but she just wants to find out what a quiz is like.

Of course she’s taken the Kindergarten Readiness Test, but she doesn’t think that counts as a real quiz. So with school snowed out, we have the perfect opportunity to practice quiz taking. By the way, this is entirely the girls’ idea. I was hoping for the perfect day to sleep in today.

So at 7am on a snow day we start our quizzes.

Each girl gets her own quiz based on what she is working on. We start, by demand, with “a words and letters quiz that requires you to circle stuff like McKenna did”. I ask the girls if they are nervous about their first quiz and Briana says “No. I know I will ace it.” Abby says, “I’m sooo nervous.” And then she shakes to show me how fake nervous she is. McKenna was very nervous and Abby wants to be just like McKenna (minus the bad grades!!)

Briana’s first quiz has two instructions. The first section is to circle the animal word. The second section is to write a story using the listed animals. She aces it.


The story continues onto another page.

Abby’s quiz has three sections. First I write out the alphabet and call out letter names or sounds and she has to cross off the letters as I call them out. Second she has to write a line of capital Gs and a line of lowercase gs. The G is giving Abigail some trouble so she’s started writing her name “ABi” to avoid it. The third section of Abby’s quiz is to write her whole name. She gets ahead of herself and writes her name first. I give her an A instead of an A+ in the end because the G she made in her name was subpar and I grade tough. She snatches her paper from me and exes out her first G and writes a new one so I change her grade to A+.


The kids demand another quiz. I ask them what they want to be quizzed on and they say “seasons!” So we do. I cannot draw so I resort to using Dora stickers to describe the seasons. Here’s Briana’s. I’m happily surprised that she can figure out what season I mean without any help.



When it’s Abby’s turn, she wants a “real math quiz” instead. So I let her tell me the seasons as an oral quiz and she aces it. We move on to math. The girls both get math quizzes where I write down numbers and instruct them to put that many stickers below the number. For Abby the numbers are smaller than for Briana.

Abby’s:



Though this may seem quick, with spelling and reading the instructions, which still takes the girls a while since they sound everything out, and counting out 33 stickers and applying them (and three other numbers for Briana), this takes us most of the morning.

I decide that we’ve exercised our minds enough for one day. There’s snow and it’s time to exercise our bodies…or sled, which is close enough to exercise for me to count it. We didn't take pictures today, but here's a favorite of mine from the last time it snowed.


Happy Snow Day!

<3 Pedigreed Housewife 

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