When I dropped Ava off at school one morning (running a little late) she took off her boots and I slid her shoes on to keep her moving. As I slid on her shoe, I whispered, "The slipper fits, you must be Cinderella!" We do this all the time at home and she smiles and giggles and gives me a big hug. Well, when I did that at school, she hushed me and whispered, "Mom, you can't say that at school, only at home." ...I have now earned the title of "The Embarrassing Mom."