First of all, nine year-olds are not hot. Therefore, don’t write Megan a note telling her she’s hot.
Secondly, girls don’t like to be liked only for how they look. Megan is a girl. Therefore, don’t write Megan a note telling her she’s hot.
Thirdly, you’ve spent all of ten minutes with Megan. You don’t know what color Megan’s eyes are, what she likes to do, her favorite color, what makes her smile, what she sounds like when she laughs. There is a lot more to Megan than being hot. Therefore, don’t write Megan a note telling her she’s hot.
Fourth, you’re six. And you don’t play guitar or have a killer haircut. The odds of you landing a girl three years older than you like Daddy did are slim to none. Therefore, don’t write Megan a note telling her she’s hot.
Fifth, and I realize we just covered this, but you’re six.
So Megan. Is not. Hot.
Kids are awesome.
This gives me fits of anxiety and palms damp with sweat. I’m nervous about the day that Ruby will be Megan…I’m nervous about the day that Burke will admire his own Megan.
Oh, Lord help me with this parenting thing!
Oh how I’m looking forward to raising kids… I hope I can put some of your lessons to use!
Sounds like he wants to be ‘scoring like a playa’.
I got a bag of girls’ clothes through Freecycle earlier this summer. Imagine my shock when I found a size 3/4T (that’s T for toddler) dress that had a SEXY applique sewed down the front beside a zipper that went from the tummy up to the neck. Needless to say, it is now in a landfill somewhere so that no other preschool girl will be subjected to helping spread its idiotic, repulsive, pedophile-inspiring message.
Oh. my.
that’s hilarious!!
except of course for Megan’s parents
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HA! Funny kid! Better put a harness on that one.
That is funny! Is it a true story?