A second proposal

So, today, I was proposed to for the second time in my life. I don't suppose this one really counts though, considering that it came from a six-year-old?!
It was quite funny, actually. I was at the front of the classroom, teaching how to look at things from different viewpoints and then draw them according to what you see... All of a sudden this little voice cries out, "Madame, I want to marry you!"
As this is a disruption that is trying to attract attention, I (oh-so-smoothly) ignored it.
Only problem.. the class didn't.
"Eeeewwww gross."
"That's disgusting!"
"You can't marry her."
"She's old." Ummm, thanks.. not that old.
"Yuck!"
"She's already married." Uhh yes. Yes I am.

I got their attention back on track and continued. A little (now I really mean little) bit later, the same voice pipes up. "Madame, I really want to marry you!"

At this point, I decided to halt the conversation. " Why thank you, student. That's a lovely idea and I'm flattered. Unfortunately, I am already married and so I can't. Besides. Like the other student said, I'm old."

Apparently, he liked my hair cut? Or he was a big fan of the 3-D pink star sticker that I put on his drawing the other day...
I can just imagine this kid when he is.. ohh.. 16?!! Whew!

Here's the hair cut. You said short and boy-oh-boy is it short!


On another note, Hunter has apparently NOT inherited my knack for saving... here he is... 17 months old and already busting into the piggy bank.

I was so sad that he broke it. But, seriously, what parent gives their toddler a ceramic toy (taken down off of the "Hunter-doesn't-touch-these-things" shelf) to distract them from a diaper change and still hope to see it unbroken in about twenty minutes? Apparently my husband.
Hope that your Monday was a good start to the week.