Scotty and Samantha met this past weekend. They are exactly eleven weeks apart, so they will probably be in the same grade as they get older. Is this the start of something wonderful?
To be honest, I'm not quite sure sparks flew. Samantha slept through most of their meeting. She was clearly not impressed with Scotty's green and brown blanket, nor did she appreciate his puppy onesie.
Scotty, however, tried to get her attention several times. He grinned for the camera and acted like a ham. She slept. He coo'd at her fuzzy pink blanket. She paid him no attention. Then, in desperation, he resorted to typical playground behavior: he threw her an elbow or two while on the couch.
Needless to say, she did not appreciate the violence. Her dad broke up the meeting a few seconds later when she started to cry.
Sorry, Scotty. You need to work on your game.
To be honest, I'm not quite sure sparks flew. Samantha slept through most of their meeting. She was clearly not impressed with Scotty's green and brown blanket, nor did she appreciate his puppy onesie.
Scotty, however, tried to get her attention several times. He grinned for the camera and acted like a ham. She slept. He coo'd at her fuzzy pink blanket. She paid him no attention. Then, in desperation, he resorted to typical playground behavior: he threw her an elbow or two while on the couch.
Needless to say, she did not appreciate the violence. Her dad broke up the meeting a few seconds later when she started to cry.
Sorry, Scotty. You need to work on your game.
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