We were at a school function for the older boys, and Tornado A and I were trying to get through the crowd to the other end. We ran into two teachers from the elemenatary school. The 4th grade teacher had taught both the older tornadoes and had a son in Tornado E’s grade. The kindergarten teacher had taught Tornado A and had a daughter in Tornado S’s grade.
4th grade teacher: I don’t know. What do you think? A mini-Tornado E or a mini-Tornado S?
Kindergarten teacher: That’s a tough one. But I think a mini-Tornado S.
4th grade teacher: It is tough. I see both. But I have to say a mini-Tornado E.
Tornado A beamed, and I laughed. We left them to their conversation.
Me: What do you think? Tornado E or Tornado S?
Tornado A: I look like Tornado E.
Me: (leaning down to whisper) I think you’re a mini Tornado A.
Tornado A’s smile grew larger.
We are our own.