Our little girl is growing up. Her gregariousness and self confidence undoubtedly reminds us that the apple does not fall far from either tree. Tonight was orientation for Pre-K at College Heights. After the principal delivered boring answers to all the grown-ups' boring questions Kesiah raises her hand..
Principal: (with a BIG smile) Do you have a question?
Kesiah: Do you stay at College Heights or do you leave College Heights?
Apparently K wanted to know if she lived at the school. The principal affirmed that she, in fact, has a home and her own children to tend to. After a few more speakers, it was the nutritionist's turn. Evin had a food question (I know, can you believe it???) and raised her hand...
Kesiah: Do you have a question?
Mom: I do.
Kesiah: I want to help.
Mom: Okay
K then held Evin's arm aiding her in keeping it raised. We both thought this was cute and the extent of Kesiah's desire to help. Little did we know. As soon as the nutritionist answered the first question...
Kesiah: (screaming loud enough to echo in the silent auditorium) MY MOM HAS A QUESTION!!!!!!!!!
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First, I'm not a truck. Second, I'm one of those dads. The kind of dad that can never shut up about their kid. In my defense, I'm not usually bragging about how smart she is or how cute she is or how magically wonderful she is at making everyday a joy and that just by being around her makes one's soul glow and that this kind of elation can change all and usher an era peace never seen before. Although true, I'm usually describing something funny that she has done. Now I'm gonna blog about it.
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