Empire State Building
I sit quietly for 40 minutes as the two young teachers ramble on about chapter books and the importance of breaking out numbers when you do three-digit addition before combusting and interrupting the conversation.
“Spelling tests,” I finally say, locking eyes with the bubbly 30-something steering the conversation and whose blue eyes remind me of the actress Courteney Cox. “You don’t believe in giving spelling tests?”
She lights up. “You’re not the first parent to ask that question,” she says.
I would hope not.
The principal recently had to make a visit to my daughter’s class to tell the kids that they’re too young to start dating.
When I heard the news all I could think is mine is a child who still believes that anytime she loses a tooth a magical fairy slips sneaks into our apartment and slips money under her pillow.