b is for books, and...

on wednesday i treated myself to a new pair of jeans, because after 3 1/2 weeks of school i felt i deserved a treat. this morning when i put my new jeans on i realized i'd been a little ambitious about the size of the jeans and denim's ability to stretch out. but they were new, and i really wanted to wear them. they may be a tad lower than i'd normally wear to school but i wore my 'think' tshirt and figured i would be ok.

at the end of the day a little boy with a slight speech impediment called me over.

"i can see your b" he whispered. i immediately tugged my shirt.

"when i saw on the carpet, i can see your b. you have a LOT of bs"

i was mortified.

then i listened to him again.

"lots of books hiding by your desk!"

yes, i do have lots of books hiding at my desk.

deep breath.

i'm glad it's friday.