Puff Chick...

On the way home from school today Elyse kept telling me that she was a "puff chick".

A puff chick????

I kept running the words through my mind. Trying to figure out what it could mean.

No luck. So I asked her some questions to try to get some more clues.

Finally, I learned that she had fallen off a bike. As Ms. Leah was helping her, she told her she was a "puff chick".

Oh.....

It clicked.

A TOUGH CHICK.

"Because you didn't cry?"

"No, mommy, I didn't cry because I'm a puff chick!"