“As the girls were pulling on their skirts and shirts, a woman came in from the showers. She looked at me and the girls, and I was sure she was judging me for the pathetic job I was doing.
“Are you a teacher?” she asked me.
The question took me by surprise. “Um, no. Just a social worker, and a tired Mama.” I smiled pathetically.
“You were so great with them in the shower. You were giving them really concrete instructions and telling them exactly what you wanted them to do. I do early intervention with kids, and I work really hard to teach parents how to do that. I thought maybe you were a teacher.”
I couldn’t have been more shocked if she had told me I just won the lottery.”
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