Walking the girls to school today, Nana, who is 4, found a pretty flower and tells me "if picking that flower wouldn't kill it, I'd pick it and give it to you cuz it's pretty." I suppose logic is a good thing for her to have, and she's already learning the value of how it's the thought that counts.
Walking back, a bunch of teenagers were gathered at the corner waiting for their bus, I say goodmorning to them as i do every morning, but this morning they all called me ma'am. And I thought for a second, "wow, what great manners and respect for elders." Then I thought, "ELDERS!" Then I remembered that ma'am comes from 'madam'...which is french for 'madame' which means 'my lady.' Though I highly doubt that they realized they were calling me 'my lady,' It's a nice thought for those that are ever called "ma'am"
Then I got to my house, block after block of homes decorated for Halloween, until you hit my street. I didn't notice it til today; but aside from the house that still has their christmas lights up, I'm the only house that's even moderately decorated for Halloween.
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