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I think I should be worried. 

After my daughter’s first week of preschool, her preschool teacher’s only words to me were, “Bobby and your daughter have fast become  fond of each other.”

I smiled, dismissively, thinking, that’s great, she’s making friends. 

She then paused and gave me that not so fast, lady, your daughter’s a whore look and said “they were quite handsy with each other today on the playground.” 

I wondered if that was some kind of warning to have a talk with her about appropriate touching and birth control or just an observation of her being a friendly 4 year old? 

The next week was a field trip to the apple orchard.  I volunteered to drive and was told I would have a car full of kids and another adult.  Much to my surprise, I was assigned to be the chaperone/chauffeur to my daughter’s first date- just me, her and Bobby.  

From the second we arrived at the orchard, Bobby was all hands!   From what I saw, he was a gentleman, but so were the assholes that I dated when my parents were around. 

After the afternoon at the orchard, I didn’t know whether to slip a box of condoms in his car seat before I returned it to his mom or if that would be too forward. 

I just showed her this picture and warned her that our kind is very fertile. 1002090937


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