Our middle boy is a happy-go-lucky sort of fellow. Nothing much troubles him. About school he never has much to say --very occasionally he may report some sports feat he performed at gym or recess. It was unusual for him to approach me with a problem on his mind:
He (seriously): Mom, you will never guess what!
Me (bracing for the usual horror --respected teacher turns out to be Cowboy fan): What, Sweetie?
He:This girl in my class told me that this girl in the other first grade...(disdainfully) loves me.
(Hangs head, droops shoulders, slinks away.)
Yeah, I had a rough day too, kid.
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