F is for Future Student

One of my BFFs and I took her three boys to the Florida State Fair yesterday. We saw the animals, went to Cracker Country, I ate corn on the cob (and funnel cakes and wanted an apple and a corn dog), rode/watched the 'fair-is' wheel, and just had a grand old time.

My friend's oldest son was in my very first class. He is now a teenager.

My friend's middle son was in my third class. He is almost a teenager.

My friend's youngest son is in the first grade. He is 6 going on 16. He was in his mommy's tummy when I was an intern on his mom's team.

He has been waiting to be in my class since he even knew what school is.

We have a love-hate relationship. I keep telling him that if he isn't nice to me, he's going to be in another second grade class.

So last night we went to a restaurant for dinner after the fair.

This is what my future student wrote for me on a paper towel:

"You are a weirdo."

I clutched to my chest and said, "This is the nicest note you have EVER written to me!"
To which he said, "Do you know what it says?"
I replied, "Yes. It says that I am a wonderful lady."
When he corrected me I acted extremely hurt.

He took it back and added this (excuse the restaurant lighting):

"I was just kidding. I love you."

I beamed at him.

Then he took it back to add this:

"But, don't tell anybody else."

I'm sure I'll have a lot of blogging material next year!

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