Teeny tiny?

There's a boy (cute, black) that works with K. at CFA who met H. and thought she was "so cute and teeny tiny I could fit her in my pocket." He just goes on and on about K.'s "little" sister (get it?). Last night, after dropping K. at work, H. was driving home, but we went through the drive-through to get P. an ice dream cone (that's what CFA calls it because it has a dreamy amount of sugar in it).

Aerius (the cute, black boy, whose name we really have no idea how to spell) was working the drive-through window and just about wet his pants when he saw H. driving. "You?" he said. "YOU drive?" and erupted in laughter. He went on to comment how he had "just about given up on life, but seeing you saved me." He then went on a diatribe of how he could take her home and put her on the shelf, she was just so cute. and little. funny. but it made our day. and apparently his as well.





Here's to our teeny tiny teenager, a week before her Sweet Sixteen.
(pictured with Gabe, the boy she spends most of her time with these days...). babysitting.