Freddie walked over more slowly, and I was ready to offer condolences and kisses. "Let me see your chin, sweetie." I tipped his head up and looked at the road rash on his chin and the swollen lower lip.. I gave him a big hug and braced for the meltdown.
The first words out of his mouth surprised me. "Mom! You know what? I have a crush on Margaret!" His soft face drew itself into puzzlement. "Wait, no," he said breathlessly, "I mean, I have a crush on Bridgette. An' she has a crush on me. An' she likes to play with me an' everything!"
My dear boy. Thanks for reminding me that we should be happy to play together. What a great lesson from kindergarten!