Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Best friends

"Mom, there's a new girl in my class!" Bo Peep tells me, excitedly. "I think she might be from another country, but I'm not sure. And she sits at my table."

"Cool," I say. "She might wind up being your best friend and you don't know it yet."

"Mo-mmm," she practically rolls her eyes, "she already is."

"What's her name?"

She wrinkles her forehead. "I don't know."

"Does she like what you like?"

"I don't know. We didn't really get to talk."

"Hmm," I say, curious. "So how do you know she's your best friend?"

"I just DO! And after lunch, when we were standing in line, she asked me what my name was."

Sometimes, I really miss being 6.

1 comment:

uumomma said...

me too! Thanks for the reminder.