The Day I Was Known As “Scooter”.

One night at work, I was out of my scooter building great works of art out of Legos with the kids. A 3 year old, walked into the room and asked me about my chair and what it was called. I said, it is a scooter, sweetie. Then, the child went off to play with the other kids; I thought the subject was closed. Or so I thought. He came back and asked if I would lift him up and put him in the seat. I put him in the chair; he was thrilled and pretended to drive it. I lost track of how many times he wanted to sit in my chair that night. He wouldn't let any of the other kids near it. The unofficial "Guardian" of my chair. lol

Later, another new child entered the room and came right over to me. I said, hi what is your name? I am Teacher Kathleen. Before this precious child had a chance to respond, the child who asked me about my chair pipes up and says her name isn’t Kathleen. Her name is: Scooter!!!! From that moment on, I was known as Scooter to this child.