Play'a

LMSP was out with Daddy and the Troll, hangin' at the mall while Mommy taught the fundamentals of computers on a lovely Saturday afternoon. (Never again, she says, without the backbone to stick to it, shall I take on a Saturday afternoon class, especially when the fall is cider and donut time.)

So, the monkey is sitting in the high chair in the food court, snacking away on some yummy mall food, all the while scoping out the cutie in the high chair a table or two away. She smiles at him, and, being the 2 year old play'a he is, he smiles and says, "I love you too. "

Oh, poop, are we in trouble.