So last night, I'm sitting there watching some stupid movie. Hubby gets up to go to the bathroom and Toot follows. I am watching this because I go threw it every damn day (and the movie really stinks). Anyway, so he shuts the door with her on the outside and she starts rambling. A lot of times when she wants to talk but can't think of anything to say she kinda makes up her own language with real words thrown in. I'm half ass listening because it's actually kinda funny. I know exactly what he is thinking on the other side of that door. Please just go away so I can poop in peace. Ya, been there, done that. Then all the sudden I hear this:
Jabber jabber jabber Aiden's my new boyfriend jabber jabber jabber.
Hold up little girl. You gotta boyfriend. Your only 4.
Then Hubby walks out and looks at me like I did something. I just smiled and asked him if he heard what his daughter just said. He said "YES I did" in his I'm not happy about this voice.
So by now I am almost laughing and decide to press the issue. So I said "So Toot, you gotta boyfriend already huh?" She smiles and starts telling her Daddy alllll about him. They hold hands and he's bigger than her and he's so cute and Micheal tried to make her stop holding hands with him and made her real mad. So then I ask "Have you kissed him?" "APRIL!" That's hubby telling me to shut my mouth. She said no but they did hug. He just rolled his eyes and pretended the last 5 minutes had not happened. My question is, why did she tell him and not me. I'd been with her all day and not one word about it. She is truly a Daddy's Girl.
Ahhh, young love. Little Man had a girlfriend (Claire) in pre-school for a long time and when she broke up with him, not a good day in our house. We couldn't even say her name without him getting all pissy. She probably broke up with him because he told her what she was going to wear when they got married no matter what she thought. Come to think of it, he is still like that. He practically forced me to be a witch for Halloween.
I just hope Toot doesn't get suspended for PDA. It is a church school and with all the "No Tolerance" thing going around, ya never know. Hopefully, soon, I will be able to keep an eye on her. If I get the job, I will be in the class right next to hers. Poor kid.
Speaking of that, I have an interview with them tomorrow. I don't know why I have to do an interview since they asked me if I wanted the job. Shouldn't I be interviewing them? Yes, I think I will look at it that way instead. Wish them luck.
Passing The Baton
2 years ago




2 comments:
Thank You! Thank You! For my bloggy award. I love it.
I am sorry I have been a bad bloggy buddy this week! I haven't even had time for anything for the last week or so!
I love your blog.
I went to lunch with my 2nd grader last week and got to meet her "boyfriend".
Good luck on the interview!
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