So Gill took Norm and the Turnip to the play area at the local mall and guess who came back with a phone number? Yes, my FOUR YEAR OLD picked up an "older woman". Granted, Gill thinks she might have been psycho (because, you know, he clinically diagnoses elementary school girls as a hobby) and Norm was WAY too blase about it for a four year old (or maybe thats because he is four....). When I asked him about what his "girlfriend/wife" princess Fabu was going to think about this, he replied in a voice much older than four..."Do NOT tell her, do you understand? You CANNOT tell her." So Norm is officially a player...
And as Im writing this I realize how fitting it is that he is in the family room playing with the nine year old neighbor girl who frequently comes over to hang out with him....
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Yeah, I could have predicted this when he commanded me to leave the room so he could hang out with his babysitter. Play-ah!
This is Pippajo. For some reason, your comment page wouldn't accept my password.
My Boy seems to have a rather "courtly" view of girls. For the most part they're cootie-ridden pests, but when one steals his heart, all of a sudden she is a goddess worthy of adoration and sacrifice.
I'm left to wonder, is this good or cause for alarm?
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