So, I pick up Savannah for bowling Saturday >>>
We get there and there a half dozen kids waiting for me. Danny is there - he's about Savannahs' age (9), but frankly he's a bit flaky. Savannah is kind of tagging along with me everywhere, so she's standing next to me when Danny walks up. I have a hand on her shoulder, she's kind of snuggled into my hip.
Danny starts asking questions - Savannah three feet away.
"What's her name?" Savannah.
"Is he nice?" Of course she is! I say.
"Do you like her?" She's awesome - one of my favorite girls, I tell him.
"She's creepy"
WHAT? Hello, she's RIGHT THERE!
Danny starts asking questions - Savannah three feet away.
"What's her name?" Savannah.
"Is he nice?" Of course she is! I say.
"Do you like her?" She's awesome - one of my favorite girls, I tell him.
"She's creepy"
WHAT? Hello, she's RIGHT THERE!