Barb's Burblings

I tutored on Monday night,

I tutored on Monday night, and I was working with Katie, who's in first grade. She gets "b" and "d" mixed up, so I had her at the board and would say "b" or "d" words and have her indicate which is correct. At one point I said, "Barb" and followed with "Dickson." She looked at me and asked if "Dickson" is my son's name. I told her that I don't have a son. "What do you have?" she asked. Me: "A cat." I then said that I'm not even married, which just blew her mind. "I thought you were!" Nope. I have no idea why she'd think this. She also thinks I'm 29. Which I'm also not.