This morning at arrival time one of my blond boys said to me, “Mrs. X, you’re cute,” with a great big grin.
“Oh, thank you,” I said. “What makes me cute, exactly?”
He didn’t know how to answer. After a brief pause, he grinned again, and said, “Mrs. X, you’re beautiful. You’re beautiful and cute.”
Thank you, honey. You just made my day.