I help my 7 year old little sister, Ava, slip her overly-cheesy princess costume on. I bought it two days ago at the run down Dollar Tree a couple blocks away.
It was half of my pay check.
"Who are you?" Ava asks with a sassy little kid voice while putting her hands on her hips.
"Albert Einstein." I say while placing her pink, plastic, China made tiara on her unbrushed messy hair.
I thought myself to be clever last night when I threw together a costume consisting of: a dirty old lab coat I found in the bottom of a closet, a fake grey stick on mustache I got from a mini prize machine and some cheep grey hair spray.
"Who's that?"
"He was a very smart scientist." I say
"Oh, you look funny." She says while giggling. I laugh with her.
"Thanks, now go get your converse." I say while while grabbing our coats.
"Ok, Albert Eisten." She says mispronouncing his last name.
A few minutes later she comes running back to me.
"Aris! Aris! Aris!"
"What!!??" I panic in fear as my heart beats in my chest loudly.
"My tooth fell out!" Ava says while looking up at me with a toothless smile.
Relief fills my veins .
" Ava don't scare me like that!"
"Sorry." Shes says as her smile slowly disappears.
"It's ok, go put your tooth under your pillow and get your shoes so we can go." I say
