I went inside to grab a scarf and heard so many voices coming from the necessary patio I thought that some of the neighborhood kids had magically appeared as they usually do. I peeked out my office window to find that it was just our girl, alone, playing school, reading a book to the "class" walking around and taking questions from her imaginary students. It was a moment where I usually tell my Mom the story, after the fact, over the phone and she always shouts "why didn't you take a picture?" So this time, camera in hand, I snapped a shot of the "classroom" and the fabulous teacher at work. The only thing missing were her legendary high heels
