One of my favorite bright nine year olds has been having a hard time this year. Every week her group continues to be called the "little girls" and the "little ones" and as I sat quietly in the corner sewing or taking fitting notes I could hear her mumble in a quiet voice, "we're not that little, give us a little credit!". Her class is indeed on the ball whereas the same level last year was sometimes problematic, I can see why she feels a bit underestimated.
I looked over at them and remarked "Well, they really are the big kids. In a couple of years they'll be pre-teens" Awesome helper mom looked at me and said "I suppose you're right, I hadn't thought about it like that." Instantly all smiles were real and I had become their favorite adult.
**Not only was I mostly too busy to take any photos, I just don't think it's appropriate to take pics of stranger's kids to post on my blog so please enjoy the awkward photoshop drawing... at least it gives me a little practice with this new program.