I work at a daycare. It is a very awesome job. Hard yes, but also very funny. Kids say cute things. Sometimes I even remember them enough to write them down or attach them to a special place in my brain where they stay there long enough to tell someone and share the funny things "my" kids say. Like the time one of the two year olds in my class said he ate tatoe bugs (potato bugs for those of you who are not fluent in two year old!) and I asked him how they tasted and he said "Yum, spicy!"
Yesterday I picked up three kids from elementary school. We shall call them Ike, Iz and Lan. Iz and Ike are siblings. Iz found me first. We were standing there chatting when I noticed Ike walking towards us........then walking right past us. "Ike!" I called. Nothing...... Feeling a bit foolish (was that even Ike?) I turn to Iz. "That is Ike right?" I ask, making sure I am not crazy. "Yeah. IKE!" she yells. He finally realizes it is us and saunters over. "Oh sorry," he says. He turns to me. "I thought you were one of the older students." Ah, now some people might be offended by this statement. But me? I embraced it. I high fived Ike for likening me unto a sixth grader. And then he said his mom has a friend who is Bite size. What? Iz then explained there is bite size, fun size, regular size and king size people. They determined I fit in to the bite size category. I was ok with this decision. Call me bite size anytime you want.
Now, to determine what size Jungle boy is. Fun size or regular size??? I would say based on size, he would be regular size. However, based on personality? Fun size. He is definitely more fun than regular personality wise! Like today when he spoke to me in a Russian/African hybrid accent. What does that sound like exactly you ask? Well, I guess you had to be there to know, because it's not something easily explainable. But take my word for it, it was definitely funny.

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