Feb 14, 2006 17:28
I had gone in the bedroom and locked the door because the girls were running in and out, in and out, in and out, driving me nuts and I wanted a couple of seconds peace. There was a knock at the door, and I yelled, "What?!" And I heard James' voice reply, "I want to give you something." And I thought, "Now what the damn-hell foolish monkey business is this?" (Keep in mind, this is a kid who has been known to come running into my bedroom just so he can share a fart with me). But I went and unlocked the door, and he put something in my hand. I looked down, and it was a pink, foil-wrapped chocolate heart. I looked at him, and his face slowly cracked into the goofiest goofy-kid look you've ever seen in your life, then he ran away.
I think I'm in love.
happy,
love,
cute,
james