Meatloaf

There is a kid at my school. He is pretty special. He has a very limited vocabulary and uses things he really likes as adjectives. You can ask him how it's going and he'll answer "chicken wings," which (obviously) means pretty damn good. The ultimate though, is meatloaf. It's the absolute best.

He has a class in the library and gets there early every day, so he usually wanders into my office to ask how my husband is and tell me "You're so skinny." (He's talking about my nose. Apparently I have a skinny nose and it just blows him away. Daily.)

Anyway. Yesterday, he took my hand and very sincerely asked me to be his meatloaf.

I was so flattered!

Then he ate a pad of post-it notes off my desk.