Every morning I drive the kids to school. Its never boring, but this morning’s banter was particularly entertaining. Lillian and Cooper had both gotten out of bed early, dressed and eaten quickly, and were waiting at the door 15 minutes ahead of schedule. All in hopes of visiting the “school store.”This is a little closet manned by the 4th and 5th graders to sell pencils, erasers, notebooks, etc. to other kids.
As I get in the car for the brief drive, here’s where I come in on their conversation:
Lillian:…just put it in your shoe!
Cooper: My shoe?! I’m not putting my dollar in my shoe.
Lillian: Its safer there. That way the pick-pockets won’t get it.
Cooper: Really? I didn’t think about that.
Lillian: Yeah. So Emily has a bunch of pen-highlighters that she got from the school store, but when I went and asked for one they just gave me a regular old highlighter.
Me: So the others have a ballpoint pen on one end and a highlighter on the other?
Lillian: Yeah! And the pen part had a cap and they smell like all kinds of fruit!
Cooper: Wooooooooooooow… Lillian, can we go to the store together?
Lillian: (after a thoughtful pause)…I guess so, but you have to let me walk in front.
Cooper: ok.
(at this point the kids are about to get out of the car)
Lillian: Dad. I think I just saw a lady with a mustache.
Me: hmmmm. Ok.
Lillian & Cooper: K. Love you, Bye.
(what a interesting and strange world they must live in)
