Young Love

No whining about my birthday (although I will say things did not improve) because I will be having a re-do. Everyone show up back here in a couple weeks and we'll try it again. Good? Good.

Every time I tell this story, people tell me I should blog about it, so here goes! I am not a first-hand source and reserve the right to adjust the script to suit my dramatic purposes.

Da Boo has a good buddy in the neighbor's son. They've played together nearly every week since we first moved here five years ago. J is a good kid, has more energy than Boo, and stands head-and-shoulders above her (but she's so little, that's not too hard). They're in the same Primary classes, same preschool and now the same kindergarten class. They are - essentially - joined at the hip. That's the background story.

A little while ago, J confessed to his mom that he had to sit out the first five minutes of recess as punishment.

J's Mom: What did you do?
J: I punched two other kids.
J's Mom: WHAT? J, why would you do that?
J: Mom, they said they wanted to marry da Boo and I'm gonna marry her!

I asked Boo about it and she got all bashful but confirmed the story. While trying not to laugh, I talked with her about how we shouldn't let people get into fights. Boo agreed and said she had already figured out how to handle the situation. And no, the answer wasn't "wait 25 years and see what happens."

The next day, I got the full report. At recess, Boo climbed to the top of the jungle gym and whichever boy could climb to her the fastest would win. J won. Of course. Boo seemed a little disappointed that one of the other boys risked cheating in order to beat J. Hey, at least she has standards, right?