Last night was one of those PTA fund raiser nights at Chik-fil-A, this time for Little Man's school. We could practically eat out every blasted night on fund raiser nights since we have so many schools, so usually I say no, but last night was youth group for Trout and ballet class for Sunny and I had no energy, probably due to the pollen counts in the frillions. We tried to go through the drive thru, but they told me they wouldn't do the fund raiser unless you come in to the restaurant, so we ended up inside.
While we had been in the drive thru line we saw one of Little Man's friends through the windows of the restaurant, a girl who is in his class and rides his bus and with whom he's quite smitten, sitting and eating with her dad and siblings. He's a ballsy one, this boy of mine, and he told her ages ago that he liked her. I asked him what her reaction was, he said she said it was a little weird, but their friendship has continued so I guess it wasn't a fatal mistake for him to tell her. Apparently she told her mom at some point, and told Little Man that her mom just kind of chuckled, just like I did when he told me.
Anyway, the restaurant was packed - a soccer team on a tour bus came in immediately after we did, and there were already about a dozen families from Little Man's school. We ordered our food and I sent the kids to grab a seat while I waited for our food to come out. As I waited, I saw the little girl come up behind Little Man and tap him on the shoulder to say hi. They talked briefly, I saw him gesture to Sunny and Nemo (Trout was at youth group) and then at me, and then she turned to walk back to her table. She got about halfway to her table (which was only about 10 feet from ours) and Nemo yelled "He likes you, you know!" Loud enough to be heard over the soccer team. And everything else.
She scampered the rest of the way to her table with a huge smile on her face while Little Man turned purple and tried to disappear into the wall. He ate his food in silence while scowling at Nemo. Sunny proceeded to watch the little girl and her family and provide a running commentary on what they were doing. Periodically Little Man would mutter something unintelligible under his breath and glower at Sunny.
I chose to pack up our food and leave before Little Man clobbered his siblings. It's no wonder he was a grumpy mess all night and got sent to bed early for beating Sunny with his dirty socks.
At least he had already told the little girl he likes her. She likes him back - having been a little girl myself, the signs were easy to spot. I hope her embarrassment wasn't too much to change that.