My daughter Mel has one of those annoying friends at school who always has a bunch of things to say to me when I pick up my daughter. Before I met this girl, I thought annoying friends like Skippy, Kimmy, and Boner weren't real and just added in for extra laughs during 80s sitcoms (for bonus points, match the annoying friend to the 80 sitcom).
The other day, when I was picking Mel up, her annoying friend came up to me and said, "I fell down and scraped my leg today!"
"Oh, too bad," I said, trying to act like I actually cared about the fact that this random child had fallen and scraped her leg.
The friend smiled. "But Mel said that since her mom was a doctor, she knew exactly what to do to help me. So she did!"
My heart swelled with pride. There's nothing that makes you feel better about yourself than when your daughter wants to be like you. "So what did she do?" I asked.
"She brought me to the teacher," she said.
Well, it's the sentiment that counts.