I don't know about you, but I have been feeling every one of my 42 years lately. :) I am tired and sore for the most ridiculous reasons. Yesterday a 5th grade boy (we will call him my favorite) told me that I am really good with children. That alone was a wonderful compliment and it was very touching. :) I told him that I have three children of my own so I have had a lot of practice. He gave me an odd look and then went to class.
Today, when I went into the cafeteria today, "my favorite" asked me how I have three children. I asked him what he meant and he said that he thought I was 25 and that that was too young for three children. It's one thing when a kindergartener thinks you are 19, but another thing when a 5th grader thinks you are 25. And that, my blogging friends, is why today was a FABULOUS day! :)
That sounds like a great day. :) I love when the kids start guessing my age... but it can sting when they guess 10 years older... I usually get guesses ranging between 25 and 45. When I was younger, I had 6th graders guess 20... slowly but surely the guesses are getting older and older... :-)
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean. Embrace and re-live those compliments whenever you can. I had one of my first graders point out the 1 gray hair on my head today. Sometimes, it's just one of those days. :)
ReplyDeleteOh I love those kind of compliments. My favorite being carded at the package store! I always smile and says with pleasure!
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