Yesterday, Evan did something that freaked me out. I told Doug about it and he copied the action. “All boys do that, Cathy.” His attempt to ease my concern by imitation failed. I recoiled in horror at his demonstration and made the eww face. Boys are wierd. And gross.
Nuh uh.
Don’t listen to AT. The first time I visited his dorm room, I made him carry me around because I didn’t want to touch the floor.
Even with my shoes on.