young.

Today I was asked if I was the mother of my 19 year old sister. By a sixth grade student.

No. Most definitely no.

I didn't know what to say. I've never gotten this before. Usually it's "have you graduated yet?"

To make this day even more interesting, I turned around to walk back to my classroom and a first grade boy said "I know you. You're Lucy (who is a sixth grade student...quite tall for her age in this little boy's defense).

Oh kids.