The Slice of Life Story Challenge
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I did it. I made a pinky promise. With a second grader.
The students at school were excited about the birth of my daughters. Upon returning to school last fall, I was happily sharing baby pictures and enjoying the "oohs" and "ahhs."
"I know. I think they are pretty cute too." I responded.
"So, when are you bringing them to school? You know. I know a lot about babies. I can hold them. I can rock them. I can even change diapers. Dirty ones too." Emily confidently told me.
"Oh, really? Well . . ." I hesitated, thinking about my husband's response: "No way. Do you know how many germs are lurking in that place? And all those kids will want to touch them. . ."
"So? When are they going to come? Tomorrow?" she interrogated.
"Well, we will have to wait until they are a little older. And it will need to warm up a bit. It's still too cold and lots of kids are sick." I retorted.
"So, you are not going to bring them?" Emily wondered.
"No. No. They will visit school before the end of the year." That bought me some time.
"Promise?" Emily asked as she held out her little pinky.