Somehow this week, I got onto the topic of boys with my little lady.

So, of course, I asked her, “Are you interested in any boys?”

“Uh, NO.”

Me:  “Just checking.  Are there any boys interested in you?”

“Yeah.”

Me:  “Oh.  Where – at school or at church?”

“All the boys at church are interested in me.”

Me:  “Oh really?  How do you know?  Did they tell you?”

“No.  I just know because of how they look at me in line.”

Me: “Gotcha.  Wow.  What do you do with all of those boys interested in you?”

“I don’t even KNOW.”

A few hours after that conversation, we had to run to Target.  I realized we had our nametags on still from church and asked her if she wanted to take hers off.

Her reply? “No.  I want to keep it all so all the boys will know my name when they admire me.”

Oh this little lady…