When I picked up Lauren from her preschool classroom she was smiling. That was normal. But as we walked to the car, I noticed the smile hadn't left her face.
"How was preschool today?" I asked her.
"Good." She stopped walking to look up at me. "Ava and her best friend like me now."
"They do?"
"Yes," she said, turning toward the car. "For real."
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