So, the other day after I pick up the kids from Julie's (daycare), Bryson and I have the following conversation:
"Mom, I am kind of worried about something."
"What's that bud?"
"I think someone is in LOVE with me."
"Taylor at school, she told me she needs to have alone play time."
"Uh, what does that mean?"
"She said that I need to play alone with her at recess because I always play with Nathan"
"Is that the girl that taught you the new way to color?"