It had been one hell of a day… Term was ending, report cards were written and proof-read and Winter Break was two days away.

Teaching in-person and online is a bloody nightmare. I couldn’t wait to get home.

Booni sauntered into my room just as I was settling down. He asked me to do something (or watch him do something?) with him but then walked away, looked in the mirror and came back.

Booni: Mama, do you know why I was checking my face in the mirror?

Me: No. Why?

Booni: I was checking that it’s bright enough and fresh enough to be the Flash.

Me: Ok cool. Is your face bright and fresh enough?

Booni: Yes. It is. (He studies me for a few seconds.) Your face is a mess, though.

Brutal.