Don't embarrass us, Mom!

Yesterday, Robyn was going to speak at  Young Womanhood Recognition night.

Right before her talk

Aimee (looking at Robyn's notes which were only half page long):  Mom, that is going to be a LONG talk.  I thought you said you were only speaking for 5 minutes.

Robyn (somewhat baffled):  I am only speaking for 5 minutes. . .or less even.

Maddie (looking at the notes):  Good.  No one wants a long talk here tonight.

Aimee: (holding up the paper and pointing):  It may look like only half a page but LOOK.  These are BULLETS!  THAT means that she will expound upon these things and it will end up being 3 times as long as it is now.

Maddie:  Oh.

A minute later

Aimee:  You know, Mom, nobody remembers what is said at these things (pause) unless it's wacky or weird.

Robyn: Thanks for that.

Another minute later

Aimee:  I'm nervous.  I don't think I'll be calm again until you're done speaking, Mom.

Right before Robyn goes up to speak

Aimee:  Don't embarrass us.

After Robyn sits down (less than 5 minutes later)

Maddie:  Fist bump, Mom.  That was good.

Aimee:  Yeah.

Robyn (to herself)  Rare praise indeed.