My Daughter’s Preschool is a Love Fest. Or Something.

a different perspective

“Brian’s funny.” “Oh yea?” “Yea, I like him.” “Do you?” “Uh hmm. He’s my boy-friend.” “Your what?” “My bo-y-friend.” “Is he? And why do you say that?” “He was at the playground. And I asked him if he wanted to hold my hand. And heeee saaaaid YES!” “So that’s why he’s your boyfriend?” “Uh huh.” […]

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