There is something about Brennan. I can't quite put my finger on it. I can't actually describe it. But there is some special thing about Brennan that draws in the girls. He had quite a following in preschool and it seems to have carried over to the kindergarten crowd.
The first week of school, my cousin Nicole texted me to tell me that her best friend's little sister, who is in Brennan's kindergarten class, just announced at dinner that she was in love and his name is Brennan.
The second week, the class was assigned to make a special picture for someone they love. Brennan brought home his picture for me and three other pictures signed with an assortment of girls' names. When I asked Brennan about it, he blushed, and quickly said, "I don't want to talk about it Mom."
And now I have found out that Brennan's lunch table, the special peanut-free lunch table that he has to sit at, is populated with all the girls' in the class. And if it's full and with no room, there are two girls in particular who will "squeeze themselves in to sit next to Brennan."
In addition to having his own lunchtime harem, Brennan told me that there is a special girl at his lunch table that he likes a whole lot. She buys him ice cream after lunch every day. Upon finding out that this little girl has been giving my child money to buy ice cream for the past few weeks, I immediately sent him to school with enough money so he could treat her to a cone.
And that is romance, kindergarten style.
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