Sunday, April 26, 2009
Pepe lePew
Ever the flirt, the boy tried offering a girl named Joy he had just met at the park a handful of mulch. She just kept running away from him and saying NO! Understandable since she was practically a cougar at twice his age. SCANDALOUS! I talked to her, explained that yes, maybe he was a bit forward, but that his intentions were true. With a smile she decided then to take one chip from him. The boy was elated and started trying to find other things that would somehow convey to her his true feelings. A stick? Would she like a stick? How about these pebbles? Noooo, how about my stinky rubber shoe? In the end, he chased, she demured, and we had to leave. At least they'll always have the swings.
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