Jan 04, 2006 17:53
Gabriel perseveres in the belief that the noise from his room doesn't travel quite audibly into my room through the vent. This is unfortunate because he sings loudly at six AM, but today is different because I just heard him reveal information of a very personal nature to his friend...
MY LITTLE BROTHER HAS A CRUSH ON A LITTLE GIRL IN HIS CLASS!
My joy knows know bounds.
(He doesn't want me to find out because he thinks that I'll start squealing and cooing and make a huuuuge deal of it. Bonus points for me:
• He doesn't know that I know
• I know that he doesn't know that I know
• He doesn't know that I know that he doesn't know that I know.
• I am going to squeal and coo and make a huuuuuge deal of it anyway. Privately.
I wonder how long until I cave in and run around the house in an insuppressible fit of giddiness?