Remember that post from TWO YEARS AGO when I said it had begun?
Oh yes. It has begun.
It has been Done. Said. Hello. Let's go. It's done.
(As far as her Daddy is concerned.)
He's installing a gun rack in our entryway as I type.
Megan came home from school yesterday VERY PROUD to have been gifted this.
Here is what's on the backside
Devon is a very sweet, shy, handsome, has a little stammer boy in Megan's class.
I asked Megan why it was that Devon might have a crush on HER.
And she said:
"Devon says some words kinda silly, Mom. Like monkey? He says Muuuunkwweee. And sometimes he says words twice. Or three times. Like he calls me, MeMeMeGAN. But I don't care. I never make fun of him. When we are at lunch, lots of kids make fun of him. But I don't. He's very nice to me. He says my eyes are pretty."
I immediately fell head over heals in love with Devon.
And with Megan all over again.
Want to know the best part?
Along with the adorable note...
Devon included a sweaty, krinkly, very plastic bag o' change.
The way to a 7 year old girl's heart?
All of which are very safe inside MJ's stammering loving piggy bank.
I DIE from the cuteness.
I am old.
My first born has suitors.