A little while later, this six year old Cyrano de Bergerac asked his parents, who are still processing their feelings of the fact that the once "icky" are now "pretty," if they could help him write the girls a note expressing his feelings towards them. This was met with nervous nods, and the beginnings of acceptance of their growing child, with the underlying comfort that it was bedtime and said notes would have to wait until the light of day to be composed. At least one of these parents was kind of hoping the "icky" would return by the next day, and the subject would be closed.
The next morning, the mother of this child was making breakfast for him. He went to his room, grabbed a piece of paper, and then asked her how to spell "dear, as in 'Dear Lindy,' not the Bambi kind of deer." After the shock of his knowledge of homonyms wore off, she realized he was writing THE letter. She took a deep breath and bittersweetly assisted him.
"Dear Lindy I kind of hafe a crush on you and when I say this I am serious :)" I removed his signature to protect his innocence. ha! (It's all about plausible deniability. ) |
Now, here's the kicker, this mother then wrote a BLOG about all of this.... and POSTED a PICTURE of the Love Letter! How embarrassing for that child, huh? Wouldn't you have just KILLED your mother if she would have done something like that?? I mean, come on. Some things ARE sacred, right? Right??
On a COMPLETELY unrelated note: I cannot wait to pick up Larger Child from school today, and ask him how his day went.
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