I knew who it was by the number on my caller ID.
My heart skipped a beat.
I hesitated, wondering if I should just let it go to voicemail.
I looked at Stacey, gulped, and answered.
It was her. I now know how mothers of poor, unsuspecting boys felt when I called (and called and called and called)
Me-"Hello?"
Her- "Um, hi, um, *long pause*..."
Me- "Sarah? Do you want to talk to Andrew?" *no, no, no, this can't be happening*
Her- "No, no. Can, um, he come over?"
Me- "When? What time? Ask your mom. We are on our way to the grocery store so I could drop him off. Is now ok?" We were in the car already...
Her- "Yes, see you in a minute..... (forgets to hang up) MOM!! HE'S COMING RIGHT NOW!!!" *giggle, giggle*
And there you have it. A girl called.
***side note***
I love this little girl, they have played together on numerous occasions, she has great parents and if I had to hand pick a child for Andrew to hang out with, it would be her, so my panic doesn't stem from the fact that SHE called, just the fact that a girl called.... and giggled.
And to think, I have 2 more boys...
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Ugh. No. I'm refusing to believe that this will happen soon. I am in complete and total denial that our Andrews are old enough for this. One down, three to go...
He he he. I'm giggling right now because I still have at least 3 or 4 years before this :)
Was that Sarah Marek??? That is so funny...and sweet! You know last year they played together some...but not too much! Too funny! Are they in the same class this year?
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