Zoomie word of the week.
Instead of looking for a definition, it’s time to wing it. I could see my nick name being Zoomie because walking at 10 months old created an unwanted road race my mother was not ready for. As a young girl Zoomie would fit my curiosity for all things behind doors. In kindergarten I snuck into the Janitor’s maintenance room and found large buckets of paint. I pried the lid off of one, it was solid on top, my little mind went “how far down is it dried”. I found out quickly not very far, just to the top of my arm. Imagine the Supervisors surprise when all the others are taking naps and I’m covered in paint.
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