Best Friend

This is Best Friend; shes speaks in -ishes, loves boiled eggs, drinks lots of milk but calls it, “melk,” and has a Russian Blue cat named, “Blue,” which she says she “knows is basic, but he’s cute.”  Her favorite thing to do at school is gymnastics, and boy can she do them; she’s usually standing on her head, or rolling around on the ground.  Gracefully.  And, just the other day, I was down at the supermarket, walking down an aisle, and a pair of sneakers went flying by at eye level.  I was like, whoa, who in the world is doing that in here?!  It was Best Friend, stilllllll cartwheeling.  In a safe and responsible fashion.  Ish.  Best Friend is also a photographer – she’s got that good eye – and I hope she’ll take some cute pics of me for my next profile picture soon.  Best Friend was here when she was 3 – her grandma was staff – and now she’s been back for a few years, and we’re deeply grateful for that.  She’s so sweet to our little ones, generous with her friends (hence the nickname), and I swear she makes our halls brighter, like literally brighter, with her smile, which lucky for us she seems to wear all the time.  Ish. But that’s better, t would be weird to smile ALL the time.  So thank you, Best Friend, for being our friend too, let’s boil some eggs and have a glass of melk real soon.