Heart throb
Joe came home from day care tonight all upset. It took a long time for him to get enough of the pieces out that I could try to understand what had happened.
Along the way he mentioned asylum, drivers, offices and husbands. He mentioned clearly he had said hi but never touched anyone.
What I can piece together, he said hi to a woman at the program who then told everyone he was her husband. He was very rattled by it.
However, tonight I joked with Kate her dad is a heartthrob. She quickly reminded that what a ten was in one place was no where near a ten somewhere else! Guess she isn’t buying the “Dad is a heartthrob” train.
