I said, "C? How do you know?"
She said, "I saw it in his face and asked him."
I said, "You asked C if he was in love with you? Did you tell him you are too little?"
She said, "Yes, and he telled me he is."
I said, "Why did you ask him?"
She said, "I wanted to know because I don't want to fall in lub with him. I hope I don't fall in lub with him. Even when I grow up I hope I don't fall in lub with him."
I said, "I hope you don't too, baby."
Later that morning she was playing with her bitty baby whom she named Gracie Leigh Jane (I think. There is def a Gracie Leigh in it.) and I asked her if she wanted me to fix her to carry her. She agreed so I fixed her to wear the baby. They were going fishing you see and Gracie wasn't wearing socks so G didn't want her to get splinters in her feet.
By the way, this is the "I really want to have my picture taken but I might be just a bit embarrassed and/or proud of what ever the reason for the picture is" look. She can't replicate it on command either, I have tried to get her too. This is pure G emotion showing!
By the way, thanks for the comments on Ms. Cate. Her memorial service was Sunday afternoon and G did not attend. I would have let her, my mom was against it and G didn't want to wear a dress. Decision made, heh.
Three of her classmates were there with their moms. The little neighbor girl, P, and her family sat with us. I ended up holding her as she fell asleep in my lap, too much perhaps? Her little legs were jumpy. I told her mom, L, that she was chasing rabbits, heh.
The next big step will be cleaning out the classroom. They are not going to make a decision until after Christmas. Another Ms. C will be the permanent sub to help the principal make a decision.