When Class Meets Sass

My neighbour’s daughter came home from her first day at primary school. She waved to me as she walked down the front yard while I was doing a spot of gardening.

Me: “How was your first day at school?”

Neighbour’s Daughter: “It was nice. I was the prettiest girl in the class!”

Me: “Who told you that?”

Neighbour’s Daughter: “I was there; I saw the rest of them.”

Thankfully she did not grow up to be such a diva, but good lord were my sides hurting from laughing.