“Mom, do you have a band-aid?” 13-year-old.
“No. Why? What happened?” me, all concerned in that proper motherly way.
“Oh, I scraped my knee FALLLLing for you.” 13-year-old declared with a wide cheesy smile, and open arms.
I had to laugh.
Encouraged, she asked, “Hey, is your name wifi?”
“What?!” me.
“Because I’m feeling a connection.” displaying yet another winning and cheesy smile.
“Did some boy use these cheesy lines with you today?” me, laughing.
“No. I am practicing with you. Because I plan to try these lines on some poor boys tomorrow.” 13-year-old.
“……” me, “I liked you much better when you were a toddler.”
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