a boyfriend and a nine-year-old

So in my previous post I wrote an entry about one of my favorite nine-year-olds T. Today he was back at my work house, and I love it every time he's there. I was in charge of getting him up this morning, and he again was inquiring about why I didn't have a boyfriend. The last time I saw him, this was the reality of my life, and today I had the pleasure of telling him I had a boyfriend. I wish you all could see his face, it was priceless. His eyes got huge, his face broke with the largest grin, and he gave me the biggest hug. Then he asked me if I had taken his advice?! lol This was the greatest question I could have gotten this morning. I told him of course I did, though really I didn't do much of anything. My glasses stayed on, and I didn't met him in a bar, but boy am I glad he's my guy.