I am…..short.

So I’m up at my son’s elementary school today volunteering in the library and as I left – a class of 2nd graders were on their way to lunch. The teacher had them in a single file line and I attempted to walk by them – when I got a discipline-type look from the teacher.

I knew what it meant. I was out of the “line”.

As as soon as it came, it went….she must have noticed my wrinkles.

But it was too late – the damage was done. I, 39-year old mother of two, was mistaken for a second grader.

I know I’m short. I can do the math. I’m 4’9″. But a second-grader? I had just recently come to terms that maybe, just maybe, some 5th graders might be a smidgen taller then me. But a second-grader?

Seriously. I could have merged into that line this morning and no one would have been the wiser. I wonder if I did how long it would take before I was noticed? Probably in PE when I couldn’t keep up with them. I dunno.

But I gotta say. I’m just a smidgen depressed!

Share
Signature

Comments

  1. 1
    beke rios says:

    just thinl of all the cool things you can do because you're short though….
    You have the perfect disguise if you ever want to rob something- I mean really who's going to suspect a second grader of Grand theft auto?

    You can reach the pedal right?

  2. 2
    Anonymous says:

    I love ya, Jen. You always make me smile!

Speak Your Mind

*