he was sitting in front of me at the football game on friday.
i thought he was cute as soon as he sat down.
he kept casually glancing back at me.
i smiled at him.
he smiled back.
he glanced back at me throughout the whole first quarter.
then he blew me a kiss.
his mom took him out so they could refill his sippy cup.
he was 3.
but he loves me and that's what counts.
age is just a number.