For some reason, all of my kids below 5th grade get so excited when I give them high fives. Especially preschool.
Today twenty-fivish 3 to 5-year-olds swarmed around me with their little hands swiping in the air shouting, "tachi, tachi!" I feel two small arms wrap around my legs. Looking down, I see two beady eyes staring straight back up at me accompanied with a big grin. Meanwhile, the little rascal next to her is jerking at my pants pocket, getting dangerously close to pulling them down.
To be fair, I try to make sure I touch each little hand waving my way. However, I quickly loose count of which ones I've high-fived, as many of the little monsters insist on touching my hand again and again. I can't escape! Then they ask me to raise my hand higher so that they can try to jump and touch it. I can't help but think about they way I used to tease my cat the same way with a piece of string. My cat, however, never giggled and never shouted, "bye bye!" or "thankyou thankyou thankyou thankyou!" ten times fast as I left the room.
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