A Hailie story
Feb. 15th, 2006 06:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mrs617I called home during a break this morning to talk to Hailie. I put my cell phone on speakerphone so the ladies in the office could hear.
Holly: How do you like the snow?
Hailie: It snowed!
Holly: Have you played in it yet?
Hailie: Mom won't let me.
Holly: Will you play in it with the boys this afternoon?
Hailie: It will all be melted by then.
Holly, thinking of her co-workers: You're an optimist.
Hailie: A what??
Holly: An optimist.
Hailie, incredulous: I'm an ostrich??
Holly, as her co-workers laugh: No, an op ti mist.
Hailie: Oh. I don't know that word. I'm done now.
Holly: How do you like the snow?
Hailie: It snowed!
Holly: Have you played in it yet?
Hailie: Mom won't let me.
Holly: Will you play in it with the boys this afternoon?
Hailie: It will all be melted by then.
Holly, thinking of her co-workers: You're an optimist.
Hailie: A what??
Holly: An optimist.
Hailie, incredulous: I'm an ostrich??
Holly, as her co-workers laugh: No, an op ti mist.
Hailie: Oh. I don't know that word. I'm done now.
