"Mommy, I have a scar."
"A scar from when you got in your accident and lost a tooth?"
"No. (whispering conspiratorially) I have a mental scar."
"Oh, from your accident?"
"No. From being put in time-out at school."
"From Ms. Eileen?"
"No. This is from kindergarten."
"But you haven't been in kindergarten."
"But I'm going to be."
My son the optimist.
