Grade Old

This morning I had just hobbled and wobbled with my enormous belly out of Amelia’s kinder room and I was staggering through the school back to my car when I had to stop and wait for two little kids to barge through a doorway in front of me. They were probably in prep or grade one but the little boy stopped and said to me
“Hey! Are you a new kid here?”

“Umm – No! I’m a mum!”

“Oh!” he said and they hurried away.

Did he just not see my large girth? My great age? Or even simply my lack of school uniform?

Surely there is no better way to make a large, puffy pregnant woman feel young? Huh?

It made my day! Well, it made me laugh anyway.