There's a new girl on the bus, 8th grader. A 1st grade boy has taken a shine to her. He is good kid and is missing most of his front teeth at present.
He sat next to the girl the other day 40 minutes before his stop. After he left the bus I said to the girl that it looks like she had a new boyfriend.
She then told me, yea and do you believe he calls me BUTTERCUP.
I laughed and laughed.
Sounds like he's got the girls figured out about 50 years ahead of his time.
Nice kind of "happy post" btw.
