Sweet Dreams

H - "I think you'll make a great teacher, Tricia."
Me -"Really? You're just saying that. Are you kidding with me?"
H -"No! I really think you'll be good. I wish you were going to be my teacher, that would be awesome."
Me-"That would be awesome, I would love that. But, you know, it would be hard because you'd be my favorite kid in the classroom."
H -"Yeah, we wouldn't want to tell anyone."
Me -"Yeah."
H -"And, then I'd be like, 'Tricia, why didn't you eat any of that pizza last night....I mean, Miss Meeley, do you like pizza?'"
Me -"And I'd be like "H, you have to stop leaving your dirty socks all over the house... I mean...your dad told me you do that."
H -"And I'd be like (whispers) "I live with her!'"
Me -"Yeah, and then they'd all know."
Me -"I love you, H. You're the coolest kid."
H - (smiling)"I know."