it's a bad day.
on the way home from school today, aubrey told me that a boy kissed her hand and then blew "kissies" (as she says) at her and chased her around the playground.
i said "WHAT?"
and she wispered... "he has a crush on me"
i said "what's a crush?"
"that means that he likes me"
"WHO WAS IT?" a boy named hayden.
i'll trust you won't reveal to her that i've shared this with you. and frankly, this will be the last that the matter will be discussed. she will not be around boys for the next 18 years (that way she'll be 25. yes, that sounds reasonable...