my son has an admirerPosted: August 27, 2013
It’s bad enough when your son brings home his first gift from a girl.
What’s worse? When you’re a professional pet sitter and the gift your son brings home from this much-too-forward first-grade admirer is a dog bone-shaped calendar picture-frame magnet-ad from a competitor. No joke! What are the odds?
I’m sure the admirer is a lovely girl. In fact, I know her to be so. I also know her mom, a realtor. Let me see if I can dig up an old agent’s notepad so that Porter can send a gift back to his lady friend…