
There is another Kindergartener in our neighborhood who happens to be a little boy. I'll refer to him as Mr. B. Mr. B and Ms. P here have a mild little Kindergarten romance going on. He's in another class at school BUT they ARE in the same language arts group. This is the SAME little boy that told Peyton that her wanted her to come to his house and that his mom would "TAKE her from her bus stop". Ms. P was PETRIFIED for weeks thinking this mom was going to TAKE her and I'd never see her again and she wouldn't be able to come home. SHE's very literal!
FAST FORWARD NOW PEOPLE ...
As we stroll into the drug store with me in my oh so unflattering yet oh so comfy capri track pants and Ms. P in the aforementioned sassy little number with the pony tail swinging, LOW and BEHOLD who do we walk smack dab into...charming little Mr. B! Ms. P could totally have crawled under a rock. She actually looked like she zoned out and even sheilded her eyes in that "oh my gawd this is a train wreck yet I can't look away" fashion! Finally as we were walking to the car she said "THAT was a nightmare!" Then we get in the car and she bellows: DRIVE WOMAN DRIVE! This little girl is too big for her britches!
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