Stroking the ego

Anyone who works with kids knows they speak their mind. Sometime's it's not exactly flattering; I still remember the morning that I was having a reaction to something and a kindergartener asked, "What happened to your face?" Turns out these things can go the other way too. I was picking up a class of kindergarteners to herd toward hearing and vision screenings, and the teacher had them line up at the door. As they were getting organized, a couple of girls at the front started tugging on my sweater. "Hey," they said, "You're preeeeetty!" Apparently they were fans of the outfit I'd chosen when I rolled out of bed that morning, and I gladly took their compliments.