"Mommy, do I go to school tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Yeah! I can't wait to see my new best friend!"
"New best friend? Who's that?"
"Keith! He has curly hair!"
Friday through Monday
"I love Keith!"
"Keith wants to have a play date!"
"Keith has curly hair!"
"I want Keith to come to the Easter Party!"
"Keith lives on Hill Road!"
Seriously... FOUR DAYS of Keith, Keith, Keith...
Tonight
I'm tucking the kids in and I look over to find Little A sitting on her bed with tears streaming down her face...
"What's wrong, honey?"
"I don't want Keith to come to the Easter Party."
"That's fine, but why not?"
"I don't want to play with Keith."
"Okay, that's fine, but what happened?"
*Through HUGH SOBS* "He runs too fast!"
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