I was having a little trouble remembering Kieran’s third grade year.
I asked, “Kieran, what should I record from third grade? What do you remember?”
“Mom, it was a long time ago.”
“I’m not asking you to give me details. What’s something big that you remember?”
“Nothing happened that year. Luca tripped over the power cord to the projector and it went out.”
“Buddy, I want you to remember something about you.”
“Mom, I wish I could forget that whole year! The girls kept liking everyone and no one picked me to like. Could we stop talking about it?”
“Sure. Thanks for helping me.”
“Okay, Mom…. You’re not going to write about that, are you?” audible sigh.