Who's your momma?

I have always taught at a school with at least one of my children.  Most of my students know who my kids are, except the students who are younger then my children. This can lead to some interesting stories.   The other night my daughter went to the ball park with my husband while I stayed home.  When she got home, she had her own interesting story to tell me.   This is her story:         "Mom, there was this kid talking to me and my friend at the ball park and he would not stop talking.  I finally asked him what teachers he liked at school. He told me Mrs. Honey in the library was really really mean to me.  I asked him what he would do if I told him Mrs. Honey was my mom?  He screamed and ran away."    I laughed so hard at this story.  I was dying to know what kid it was, but she didn't know him and didn't get his name.  I was going to have her look at the year books until we found out who it was.  But luckily I didn't have to to that, because the kid ratted himself out.   The next day at school during 1st grade class.           "Mrs. Honey, I met your daughter at the ball park last night."           "Oh, so you're the kid who said I was so mean to you, huh?"           "What?, No that wasn't me!"    HAHA So busted!!!! P.S.  During that same class that same student caused me so much grief and got into a huge amount of trouble for back talking.  Go figure.