TGIF

On the way to school today, Sara sweetly said, "Mommy?"

I responded, "What, sweet girl?"

Smiling devilishly.  "I'm gonna freak out at school."

I asked for clarification, assuming I misunderstood, "You're going to what?"

Still grinning.  "Freak out."

"Sara, it's not a good idea to freak out."

"Tripp does it."

Tripp is a classmate.  And, apparently, not such a good influence.  Perhaps I should have warned Miss Carla about her plan...instead I quickly kissed her goodbye and dashed out of there.  Good luck, day care.