The high-fiver.

Last week, I asked Kaylee how she was liking middle school and she replied with an "I love it."

I asked her if everyone was being nice to her (because, she is my baby and I stress about stuff like that) and she says: "Yep! Mom... everyone is nice to me because I'm nice to them. Plus, I'm the one collecting high fives all the time. I have the 6th graders, the 7th graders, the 8th graders, the teachers, and even the lunch ladies giving me high fives! It's quite fun, actually!" 

Oh, what do I worry for? She was blessed with her dads social skills and a 'go get em' attitude. I'm pretty sure that she is going to do just fine in this great big world.