Ashley Belle got a love note from the boy up the street the other day.
It looked kinda like this:
Ashley threw some rocks in the street and got sent inside for punishment. She was devastated. So was The Boy. I told him Ashley had to go inside now and he was so sad. He said "But I'll take care of her."
Awwww, I thought to myself. But I was all business and said, "That's sweet but you'll just have to see her at kindergarten tomorrow, bud."
Ashley moped around the house for awhile. But then the doorbell rang. It was The Boy, love note in hand. He stuck it on her with tape and ran back up to his house.
I should probably be a little worried. But it helps that The Boy is a tiny little squirt. And that Ashley is good at throwing rocks. And that I watched a lot of Boy Meets World episodes when I was growing up. My very own little Cory and Topanga, sigh.