I overheard the kids about 7 this morning playing a game. Michael was giving them definitions/examples so the girls could guess the word. The conversation went something like this.
"This is what mom would be if she didn't teach."
"A stay at home mom."
"I'd like that but no. It's what Mrs. Wendy is after she takes pictures."
"What she does to the pictures."
"Make them skinny." "Give them teeth." "Cut out the background ?"
"What's she called? Ok ok mom does this to our stories."
"She fixes our mistakes. You know she doesn't really wanna teach English and Mrs Wendy doesn't add English to her pictures."
"Good grief! She wants a corner office with all windows where she can wear her jeans and flip flops everyday. So what does she wanna be after she retires from teaching?"
"Oh she wants a corner office on liberty hill so she can write and embarrass us the rest of our lives."
Time runs out...an editor. The word was editor.
"Michael editors don't write, they edit. They don't get to embarrass the people they love. And they don't get to wear jeans to work. Mom can't be an editor she hates tights."
Hmm...they do listen.