Dear Holly,
Today did not turn out as planned. :(
I was hoping to walk up to the school, get my sister, and then rendezvous with you on the way home and stare at you lovingly. That plan immediately hit the fan.
I saw you as I was walking up to the school (you were walking back- you had already collected your demon children), so I hauled it all the way to my sister’s school, grabbed her, ran through the parking lot dodging traffic like James Bond, and finally caught up to you (and by that I mean I was ten feet behind you so my loving stares could commence). Then, the unthinkable happened. A stupid little kid’s shoes BOTH came untied SIMULTANEOUSLY.
Being the loving, gracious, passionate person that you are, you leaned down to tie his shoes. Honey, I don’t know what you were doing down there but it look way longer than expected because my sister and I had to walk past you and when we looked back you were still helping that little devil. So then, I tried to walk very slowly so that we would again meet up at the crossing guard, but my sister decided that she wanted to actually walk at a normal human speed today (instead of the usual snail/turtle speed to which I am accustomed) and we had to cross at the intersection with the crossing guard while you were still way back. And we lost you.
Once across the street, I tried to stall and walk super slowly to let you catch up to us, which was starting to work until my mother pulled up next to us because she had decided to leave work early and drove us the rest of the way home.
I am heartbroken. When will I see you again? Surely not until next week? Or maybe even the week after? Goodness!
Affectionately,
Danny
P.S. - Although I will be hanging out with another blonde bombshell tomorrow to heal my wounded heart and my injured soul, we are still an item. :)