Love is in the Air

Last valentines day, my daughter came home with a card in her back-pack. An inscription scribbled by the hand of a young boy read, "Roses are red, violets are blue, you are beautiful, I know it's true..."

Then this morning while my daughter and I stood on the front steps of the shool, we were approached by another boy. He lowered his head, kicked the snow a few times, then took a deep breath before finally releasing his words, "Mrs. Schacht, the school is having it's pre-teen dance tomorrow, and I wanted to ask if Maddy could go with me."

After swallowing a giggle or two I looked over at my nine-year-old daughter, hoping to capture the look on her face. "That's really nice of him, isn't it Maddy?" I asked while she grinned--seemingly as amused as I was. "Sorry, guy but we're going be busy tomorrow, so Maddy isn't able to go."

He let out a dissapointed sigh, before walking back to his friend on the snow bank. There the two boys devised plans to throw snowballs at her instead.

About five minutes later, the same boy returned with yet one other question, "I have one more question for you," he said, "If you weren't busy tomorrow, would the answer have been yes?"

Maddy smiled and nodded her head.

"Yeah!" he shouted raising one arm in the air. "She would have said yes!"

This leaves me and her father with little to no other choice--we're shaving her bald, feeding her chocolate, and getting her braces--today.