Monkey came home last week with a note filled with hearts and confessions of undieing love. When I grilled her about the details we chatted, she informed me that they were just best friends.
Best Friends? I thought. They’ve only been in school together for a week.
I asked her for his name and she told me it was Colon. Colon? No way. Did my daughter become BFF’s with someone who’s named after a not-so-popular body part?! I assured her there was no way that was his name, but she insisted so I went with it. She does go to a hippie school, after all. (more…)
