I think they said that because my Mom was always sending these gigantic bouquets of flowers from our yard to school with us and they wanted to keep those coming but a fast conversation with P reminded me of my extreme fabulocity. I call it:
OUT OF THE BLUE
A: I'm not getting a wig. I'm wearing a hat.
A: I think wigs are stupid. I'll just get a super cool hat, right?
P completely scrunches his entire face trying to grasp an inkling of what I'm spewing.
He gets it-all at once-and asks: Did you even ask the doctor about chemo?
I'm getting a hat tho. That is FER SHER.
P : Deep sigh.
Two things I learned today:
Do not start looking up medical stuff on the internet while you're at work.
I am surrounded by magnificent humans.