Why Does Everything Have to be so Complicated...

Okay, everyone have the song in their head?

Yesterday evening as Steve, Sarah and I were talking about my first day working in Abby's Kindergarten class the subject of Joe came up. Steve asked if Abby liked Joe. Abby sighed (she was lounging far back on the cushion of the couch), waved her hand in the air and said, "Joe and me - it's a little complicated."

Insert stunned silence.

She proceeds to explain that when he says hi to Abby he says "Hi Abby" in a heavy bored kind of tone and when he says hi to another girl he sounds much more excited. But he still likes her she knows.

She then puts a hand in the air, "I would never tell him this, because he thinks he's very exciting, but actually he's well, he's a little boring"

She goes on for a while. All the while the funniest thing is the look on Steve's face. Stunned. Scared. Sad. Amused only in a stunned sort of way. Fear... It was all there as he listened.

Wow.