*Billy's dad came straight over to me when they walked in the room.
"I must tell you something." He said in a very concerned voice. "Last night Billy spent a good 40 minutes talking about you, including phrases such as, 'Leslie is a good friend,' 'I would like to give Leslie some tortalini' and 'I really love Leslie.' I just thought I would let you know."
This makes me feel good on so many levels; one being that I sometimes wonder if his parents think I'm a good teacher. This doesn't really confirm that, but I venture to guess that it just might! The other is that Billy really likes me. If that doesn't mean much to you, you probably haven't been offered bark chip tortalini by a two year old.