Showing posts with label love note. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love note. Show all posts

Thursday, October 21, 2010

P.S.....



Remember Marlon? My middle school son. In my meet the fam post, here, I introduced you all to my lovely kids. Marlon was the one who gives me no trouble and has the ladies on his jock but he could care less. Well he made the football team a few months ago and what comes with that? Lovely Obsessed Girls! I have some pretty cute kids and am familiar with the teenage boy obsessed girl but my Marlon never seemed phased by the ladies. Michael, the oldest, whole other story. This boy was aware of girls and their likings of him since oh about 2nd grade. But my Marlon could have always cared less. The girls have always liked him but it meant nothing to him. Here lately he has been coming home with girls names and numbers and hearts drawn all over his arms, pants, notebooks, book bags etc.

I guess this is the way middle school girls mark their territory. But again he seems none to impressed. Never calls any girls or even speaks of them unlike my other soon who is the opposite. Yesterday while conducting my monthly search in his room for evidence of sexual activity or drug use tidying up the room I happened upon a letter addressed to Marlon. I accidentally opened it and found the sweetest, cleanest little love letter from a girl named Tiffany. She was expressing her love for him and how she had the most "genuine yet major" crush on him for the past two years. It was innocent and clean. Not  like the letters I have accidentally found addressed to my other son that contained sexual innuendos and filthy talk. So after reading the letter I decided Tiffany could be my sons first girlfriend. I liked her. As I scrolled down to the bottom of the letter Tiffany had asked Marlon to write back to her either way and let her know if he shared her feelings.

I turned the letter over to see how he had responded. He had wrote "Dear Tiffany, I do not like you at this time. PS- Could you write down the names of all the other girls in your class that like me."

That's my Pooty!