Inside I'M a 9 Year Old Boy

I am totally invisible to you. You have no idea who I am. Because I'm wearing an old woman body, but it's a joke because I'm a 9-year-old-boy. My husband knows me better than anyone. Did you use your inhaler? Uh-huh. You did not! Yes, I did! Tongue's out now. I KNOW YOU're Lying! Did you use your breathing machine? Forgot I had one. Did you remember to take your pill? I lie. "yes." "You're lying!" I may be a 9-year-old-boy, but I'm in cognito. We're the only two who know. Except the grandchildren, and hundreds of children I've taught in class. And anyone who ever returned my first "hi". Because once I know you, I love you and I start giving you my 9-year-old-boy puppy love. But we are the only ones who know.