Eli has a friend Evelyn. She came over for a play-date today. She is tiny and petite, like a pixie. Eli is tall and lanky, like a grade school Jimmy Stewart. Evelyn's father is a cancer doctor and she has a fabulous vocabulary. I love to have conversations with her because they are so grown up and funny. Today she made me laugh. She and Eli were talking in the car on the way home from school. This is the conversation. "Eli I like you a lot because you are freakishly tall. Not in a bad way, but in a really good way." Later on they were playing on the wii. Tennis, I think. Again, I hear Evelyn say, "Eli, you are freakishly good at Tennis. Not in a bad way, but in a really good way." And so it goes. We start the girl-likes-boy-cycle all over. Only this time, it's not the boys liking my girls. It's a girl liking my boy. Freakishly weird. Not in a bad way, but in a really good way.