Ladies' Man

We went to a new church today. It has a nursery for infants and pre-schoolers that is perfect for Little Man. We go to Mass while Little Man plays with the other kids and enjoys a snack. It's in a Kindergarten classroom and there's plenty of things to play with and room to explore.

I was a little nervous about dropping Little Man off this morning because it was smack in the middle of his naptime. He gets shy around new people anyway, and I thought he might get whiny, clingy, and tantrum-y. But, apparently he had a grand time. The nursery volunteers reported that he was very well-behaved and he was bouncing in the arms of a older girl when we picked him up.

As we were leaving church, we passed a group of middle school girls who were standing near a church bake sale stand. The Smartest Man Alive overheard this: "There he is! That's Logan." That statement was followed by pointing and oohing and ahhing.

My son, the ladies' man.