So... I was escorting LauraChioma into school today when we passed her friend's mother. Chi waved "hello" and continued toward the building. We get a few steps up the walkway when she says
"That's her mommy...you're my mommy. Mommy is pretty. And your clothes are pretty. I like them. But those are ugly shoes. Ugly black shoes. I don't like your shoes. Maybe you can buy pretty ones?"
Can a sista get a break here?
Yes, my shoes resemble those of the woman famous for the line "I'll get you my pretty, and your little dog too!"
But hey - you try standing up for 7 1/2 hours entertaining pubescent children with ADD, ADHD, apathy, depression, heartbreak, lunacy, and a host of other malfunctions found in today's classroom.
These witchy black wonders are comfortable!
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