Beauty in the day: still not sure how this happens….
He came into the office and addressed Miss Kit. “My socks got wet.”
Miss Kit investigated. “Were you jumping in the puddles?”
He confirmed that he was. This is quite a thought, since we live in the Pacific Northwest, and on normal days we don’t see this one. Yet now, in the freezing temps,here we are.
I am not very good at the “one eyebrow raised in irony” expression, but since you can’t see me, you can simply assume I’m doing it well.
Just then, another tyke entered to speak with Miss Kit.
“My sock got wet.” My eyebrow is already raised, and remains that way while Miss Kit investigates again, with the same result.
(It should be noted here, that Miss Kit gave the following instructions: “Go to the bathroom, take off your socks, wring them out, and get some paper towels and try to dry them off as well as you can.” – I muffle a silent “lol”, which sort of negates what a “lol” is, but this is what happens, regardless.)
A good length of time goes by, and we are trying to be efficient in the office. Miss Kit has now gone home, and I get a visit from a once-upon-a-time spanish-gaelic singer who, because, why not – claims to have wet socks.
I am officially getting good at the eyebrow thing.
Beauty in the day: let’s face it – the Aussie is getting a “fair dinkum” amount of air time lately. This morning he came to the Office, and attempts were made to give him service, but he said he was waiting for Ms. Nordstrom (I can’t let him down now!!). So I made myself available. “Hi Friend, what’s up?”
He was hesitant to say, but finally (and carefully) let it be known that his pants were “perhaps just a little bit wet.” It has to be said here that this is not the first time (not even the seventh time) he has come in with this concern. In fact, it has become apparent that “wet” means “at some point a very insignificant measurement of moisture may have possibly been present – or not”.
“Oh – do you think you might need to have a change of pants, then?” I’ll admit it – this question was asked with the slightest air of incredulity, because we have had this conversation not quite a gazillion times. Still, I didn’t want to squash his thoughts, so I left the question on the table – er, desk. This seemed to send little Aussie into a new thought process, and (well, let’s just say it) he sort of “re-checked” his status.
“Actually (FYI – this is a VERY popular word in elementary school), I think the wet may have gotten absorbed.”
“Absorbed? You mean, you think you might not need to change, then?”
“Yes, I don’t think I need to now.”
“Friend! That’s great news! PLUS, I am REALLY impressed with your great vocabulary word! ABSORB!! Wow! You are really smart to use a word like that! We should tell your teacher how well you have used that word!”
He smiled a soft little smile (these are the kinds that he smiles). “Oh, I didn’t learn the word from my 1st grade teacher. My Kindergarten teacher taught it to me last year.”
Oh, Kindergarten-Teacher-With-the-Long-Blonde-Hair, nice job.