A conversation today between Mykayla, a third-grader, and myself. M: Mrs. Blount, do you have kids?
Me: No
M: Do you want kids?
Me: When I am older
M: How old are you? 20?
Me: 23 (Am I supposed to give away my age to students? dunno)
M: Mrs. Blount, you look pregnant to me.
Me: uhhhh, that's not very nice to say to someone
Kids say the darnedest things.
