Every summer we take swimming lessons from a family in our church congregation. Last summer, little Zoey made friends with their 13 year old son. It was pretty cute to watch how he doted on her. He'd push her on the swings and pull her in the wagon. She just had him hanging on her little pinky finger.
In the last couple of months she has discovered him in church. She waves to him and flirts and is always looking for him. Last week, we happened to sit in front of his family and she was shameless. It was almost embarrassing, but his mother was getting such a kick out of it. At one point, I told Zoey to take it down a few notches and she says to me, "But mom, he's so HOT!"
I said, "You're five years old. You shouldn't be calling boys hot."
Then she says to me, with a very disgusted look on her face, "Mom......I'm almost ten."
I was so worried about Hali being a wild teenager, but somehow I think she'll be tame compared to this one.
Monday, January 2, 2012
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