Growing up, my parents were close personal friends with a couple who ran a string of preschools. Obviously, I went to one of their schools. So, the owners knew me both as a student and as the child of their friends. I used to play with their graddaughter, who was my age. The man has now passed, but his wife is still alive in her 90s, a great-grandmother many times over, and still friends with my parents. Anyways, a few years ago I was talking with this lady about our lives and she told me that she had recently been talking to her youngest great-granddaughter. She gushed, as great-grandmas are wont to do, about how smart the little girl was; how perceptive and articulate. I mean, this is a woman who spent her life raising other people's children, so she knows what she's talking about when she analyzes toddlers.
Then she said, "She reminds me of you at that age."