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Great stories! And yes to a family's quirks showing up at lessons. At J's first soccer lesson, when he was 3, the coach explained the rules and then asked, "Any questions?" J raised his hand, and asked, "Why don't Cinderella's stepmother and stepsisters want her to go to the ball?" (his preoccupation of the moment - why is it that mean people in stories are mean) I put my hand over my face and muttered, "Soccer questions, sweetie, he meant soccer questions . . . "

"Auntie" Lisa

Cannot stop laughing re: this one - love it! How had I not heard about this before??

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