First Day of School
The first day of school still feels like the first day of school. I still worry about finding my room, whether the teachers will be nice, whether or not to buy my lunch. Only now I am a big person and not a little person. I still feel like a little person, but the actual little persons remind me of the true state of things with their frank and entertaining comments. Here are just a few:
"She looks nice."
Thanks, kid. You're looking pretty terrific, yourself.
"I want to talk to her." "Ok, what do you want to say to her?" "I lost eight tooths."
Oh. My. Gosh. How on earth did I ever manage to live each day without this vital information? You have returned meaning to my life, O toothless one.
"What is she?"
Human life form: female. Sugar and spice and everything nice. Sarcasm on legs.
"She looks like a dinosaur."
What the...?!?! See previous question.