Tori Story

Wow, I suck at blogging lately! I just had to write this story down before I forget. So the other day we were leaving the gym daycare and Tori stops me and points to a little boy that was just getting there. She said, "See that boy? He's not an angry, crazy, wild kind of boy, he's a nice boy like for a girl kind of boy." Okay, I thought. So the whole way to the car she expressed to me how nice and awesome this boy was. She was so passionate about it! She tells me how one time she was trying to walk somewhere but he was in the way and that she thought to herself,"he's a boy, so I'll let him go first so he doesn't try to run me over or something." But then he told her, no you go please. Then with the sappyiest voice she tells me,"Isn't that soo nice?! Oh, mom, he's so nice, he's cute, I want to marry him." Huh? And then she said it a couple of times. I smiled thinking she liked this boy because he was such a gentlemen, and I thought that was so sweet. I asked her if she even knew his name and she said no, and I thought that was pretty funny.
So then I said, "Mommy married the nicest boy in the whole world, huh?"
And she said, "No, cause he never helps you do anything at home."
Oops, I better stop thinking out loud certain times of the month!