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Thursday, September 11, 2008

Get to class

One day not too long ago I had to take my teenage daughter to school. When we arrived at her high school, after dropping off the three younger children, we were walking into the school when I noticed we were similarly dressed.

I don't normally dress down that much unless I'm not feeling well, haven't had enough sleep or if I am running late. This day it was a combination of it all, but I thought I looked kinda cute. :D Both of us wore jean capris, flip flops, casual t-shirts and carried a colorful bag. Her bag has different colored butterflies on it and mine has different colored stripes. We joked about it as we walked along and were laughing when we walked into the lobby of the building.

As we made it through the lobby, on our way to the attendance office, there was a lady admonishing a young man to get to class. She turned toward us and said something like, "And y'all need to hurry up and get to class too."

We were still laughing and it didn't dawn on me 'til a few steps later. I whispered to Amber, "Is she talking to us?"

She laughed. "Uh, I think she is."

We get to the attendance counter and I say, to the student worker who knew Amber, "I think that lady just told me to get to class."

She laughed, described the lady and joked about it for a minute.

Before Amber went to class I said again, "Was she really talking to us?" I started to laugh.

I mean I know I look a little younger than my nine days shy of 40 years, but do I really look like a high school student? I thought it was pretty funny and had an amused look on my face as I walked past the woman again. I'm sure she saw us standing at the attendance office and I can only imagine what she was thinking.

She was either thinking I know I told that kid to get to class or she was feeling pretty silly for saying that to a parent. Although I didn't say anything to her and she didn't say anything else to me I wish I could have come up with something clever to say.

An-t-way... that gave me a chuckle for the rest of the day. Regardless of her little slip it makes this 40-year-old mom feel pretty, young and hot! You know?
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