And they call it, Puppy love-uv-uv-uv

oh i guess they'll, never know...
how a young heart, really feels-eel-eel-eels...
an-and why I, love her so-o.

Remember that dreamy Donny Osmond song? That's the tune that went through my head today, as I picked up my sweaty, dirty mess of a daughter. She literally had about 5 little boys, most older, following her all around the playground like the pied-piper. They were running in a line with T in the front, across the balance beam, through the jungle gym, etc. As I yelled for her, they all come running after her when she made a bee-line for me. The tallest, and bravest of the boys asked the following:


Kid: Is Taylor chinese?

Me: yes, she is. (wondering where this is going)

Kid: That's what I thought. (he says with a big smile) She looks just like the girl in a movie I have. Its called Monsters Inc

Sweet child. He thought what Dot and I have always thought, T looks like "Boo". Anyway, They all waved bye, we'll see you tomorrow. Taylor , as she was walking into the classroom to get her lunch box, was looking behind her flirting and waving to the boy...and pulled an Aunt Ceci move...walked right into a chair. Ooops

Smooth Move.

But, I shouldn't be so quick to second guess my daughter's ability to manipulate the boys. Inside the classroom was little Victor, another little boy getting a drink. He had been one of the pack following T. T proceeds to make sounds like she's hurting with pain, and starts limping, and he comes over all concerned. Poor boy had to have asked T about 3 times if she was ok, and was very concerned. Yeah, that's my girl.

The same girl that Mrs. Maranges informs me takes spills on the playground, draws blood, and gets right up without a peep and continues playing. Victor informed me that they just started playing with T the other day, and like her alot b/c she can run fast.

Did I mention that after we left the room, T was miraculously cured? No limping in sight.

I'm truly impressed!