This morning Shuggie got Aubrey (5 years old) dressed and ready for school. Aubrey chose a red long sleeve dress, but my mom was concerned that Aubrey needed a slip or a camisole under her dress because it was so cold outside. They dug around in Aubrey’s room and found a suitable undergarment. As they were walking to school Aubrey realized that today was Show and Tell and she had forgotten to bring something.
“Sorry,” my mom said, “it’s too late. We don’t have time to go back home.” “Oh, it’s OK.” Aubrey said, “I’ll just show my slip!”
My mom explained to Aubrey that a slip is basically underwear and not something she needed to be showing off at school. “It’s private Aubrey.” Shuggie said, “You don’t need to talk about it or show it to anybody.”
About that time they walked past Caleb’s house. As soon as Aubrey laid eyes on Caleb she blurted out, “I’m-not-wearing-anyfing-under-my-dress!” Confused, Caleb said, “Oh.” “Aubrey, just STOP talking about it!” Shuggie said.
At this point Aubrey switched to saying, “Caleb. I’m-not-going-to-tell-you-what’s-under-my-dress,” repeatedly.
Today is going to be a crap shoot at best. Depending on how Aubrey times the inevitable showing of her slip, she is either going to be a) calling me from the principal’s office, or b) the most popular girl in her class.