Popular

Seth has a little friend up the street who is in his kindergarten class. They frequently play together in the afternoons before I pick up Zac. Paige's mother is the co-prez of the PTA at school, so she often is babysitting/switching off with other moms who are involved in PTA stuff. Seems like the crowd enjoys it over here, because three of these little girls who are in Seth's class have been coming down lately to play when they're together. I hear a ding-dong and open the door to these three little girl faces who say, "Can Seth play?" I don't mind a bit that they're here, because they all play really well together. They like to go upstairs and make Martians with Seth's Martian Matter, swing and slide, play tag or hide and seek. Seth, of course, eats it up, because he wants to be where the party is.

Tonight at the dinner table, I was telling Scott that the Kindergarten Gang was down this afternoon. "Seth is popular with the ladies, " I said.

Zac, who barely recognizes that half the world's population is female and would rather eat spinich than hug his mom, said, "Well, I guess I'm popular with the men."

If he said that at 20, I'd be worried, but at almost 9, I think that means he's all boy.