Pestered by a kid

“You can’t swim either?” a voice asked. Lauren looked to her left to see a little girl, about five or six, swim up to her. She was also wearing water wings, but unlike Lauren she was wearing a lime green swimsuit. “It’s okay if you can’t. I can’t either.”

“No, I can swim.” Lauren said, matter-of-factly. “I’m perfectly capable of swimming! I just don’t want to right now.”

“Then why are you wearing water wings?” the girl asked. “My mom says that only kids who can’t swim wear water wings.”

“Well, I…um…” Lauren stammered. “The person who I came with put them on me.”

“Your babysitter?” the girl asked innocently.

“Yes my –“ Lauren suddenly realized what the girl had just asked and shook her head to correct herself. “She’s not my babysitter! I don’t need a babysitter! In fact, I need a babysitter just as much as I need water wings!”

“Then why are you wearing diapers?” the girl asked. “My mom says only little kids need to wear diapers. That’s why I don’t wear them anymore. So that means you’re a little girl.”

Lauren’s face went red as she balked. Was this brat trying to imply that she was OLDER then her?! Yeah, Lauren was small for her age, and the diaper didn’t help, but she had to look older than what this brat was implying.