I drop Little Miss off at school every morning where I have some - though limited, contact with her classmates. One little boy comes up to Little Miss every day. She finds him utterly amusing. He's been talking to me more and more. He always calls me "Little Miss's Mom" which is kind of cute (and he's not the first kid to do so). Earlier in the week, we had a conversation that went like this:
Little boy: Little Miss's Mom!
Me: Yes?
Little boy: You look a lot like Little Miss.
I don't know what prompted him to say it that day versus others. Maybe it's because I was wearing flats so we weren't so difference in height. Or maybe it's because I wasn't wearing make up. Either way, I'm taking it as a compliment.
I've never known any trouble that an hour's reading didn't assuage. Charles De Secondat (1689 - 1755)
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