Kenzie has been having a tough time visualizing the fact that I'm a teacher. It's the subject of many conversations. Very skeptical questions, as if she's trying to catch me in a lie. "What do you DO when you teach?" "How do you teach?" "Do you teach big people or little people?" "What are their names?" I think it's a forensics technique - asking the same question at different times looking for different responses.

So, tonight, Cindy brought Kenzie to Seattle U so we could help her form a visual image. Basically prove to her that I'm telling the truth.

It was before class started so I took her into the classroom, showed her the desks and let her draw on the whiteboard. We walked through the classroom, row by row. I explained the overhead screen, the computer, the projector...we even went over the lights. A couple of former students popped in to say hi. (She wasn't particularly impressed by them.) Short of a full class, she witnessed everything.

As we were walking out the door, she said, "but where are your students?" I told her they were coming soon, but didn't get the impression that she believed me. I may have to enroll her in the class.