Have I mentioned lately how much I adore six year olds? I had this conversation this morning:
Riley: *preens a little bit*
Riley: *smooths down his shirt and checks to make sure that I'm looking*
Riley: Miz F? *waits*
me: Whoa, Riley, you look nice today.
Riley: I know. I'm cool.
me: *heart swells with kid-ness*
me: You really are.