This morning I worked my shift at our little co-operative preschool. I LOVED co-oping when Ella was little. I still liked it, mostly, when Lily was going through. But now that I’m on my 3rd and 4th kids in the school, I dread my work days. It’s not that I don’t have fun, because I do. But being in a classroom with nine 4 and 5 year olds makes me twitchy and tends to trigger a migraine.
Anyway.
While I was crammed into a little chair at lunchtime, I had this conversation with one of the kids in Campbell’s class, who shall remain nameless.
- Boy: Are you someone’s mom?
- Me: Yes. I’m Campbell’s mom.
- Boy: How can you be a mom? You don’t look like a mom.
- Me: I don’t? Why thank you.
- Boy: No. You look like a grandma.
I think it may be time to turn my hair pink again.
And an update on our house nightmare – we’re still in the rental, still waiting to find out when we’ll close on the new one, still driving each other crazy.
You should have eaten that kid's lunch.
ReplyDeleteYou do NOT look like a grandma!
Gotta love those little filter-less mouths of theirs. You look awesome. But pink hair WOULD totally rock.
ReplyDeleteYou do NOT look like a grandma.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the warning of when to stop a conversation with a child who says, "You don't look like a mom..."
And remember: Young children have such a poor grasp of what quantity or length of time (or in this case, age) mean anyway. :)
Oh, that's too funny! Kids are humbling, when I taught, my first graders never hesitated to tell me what they thought of my appearance!
ReplyDeleteI was much older than that kid when I thought that 35 was old. It's just crazy...
ReplyDeleteYou had every right to use a retort that ended in "twerp"
ReplyDeleteor
"Gramma my Ass you little punk"
(probably best that you didn't though)
Schools are still frowning on washing out kids' mouths with soap, right? Darn.
ReplyDeleteMaybe his mom is only 15 and therefore you do look like his grandma.
ReplyDeleteEither that or he's just dumb. I mean he's still in preschool.
I agree with Becky!
ReplyDeleteHigh five, fellow survivor of the Parent-Mistaken-as-a-Grandparent-Initiation-Club. Not everyone can be this tough!
ReplyDeleteAs soon as I stopped dying my premature grey hair I started being mistaken for being much older - some guy thought I was my sister's mother. Geez.
ReplyDeleteBecky is right on!
Oh, I got it...
ReplyDeleteI was at McDonald's today, and a classmate of Auggie's whispered to his mom, "That's AUggie, he's with his GRAMMA."
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