As we drove home from volleyball practice tonight, Jane told me about a new girl at school.
“She’s like I was when I was in the fourth grade. She reads all the time. I mean, all the time.”
“Someone who reads that much is a good person to be friends with,” I replied.
“Mom, she’s annoying.”
“The smart kids usually are annoying.”
“No, I mean she’s really, really annoying.”
Referencing two of her best friends, I said, “It’s a good thing Allison and Jenny are capable of being friends with really annoying people.”
I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye and was rewarded with a shocked, indignant, and wide-mouth look as my meaning sunk in. Man, I love it when I catch her off-guard like that.