Ladies’ Man

So here’s my David story finally…

David doesn’t need to read the book How to Win friends and Influence People. I think David could write that book.

There’s no question that he makes friends easily.

When David wants to rough house and run around he’s all about the boys, but when he wants someone to sit with and talk to, he can often be found with a girl. I’ve seem him do it often. Go from playing tag with the boys, to sitting with the girls during snack time at church or on the swings at the playground.

Then there was the incident at the doctor earlier this spring.

David just seems to have a particular knack for charming little girls.

At the fair last week David started talking to a little girl in line behind him while they were waiting for the Race Car ride. By the time they were ready to get on the ride, David had convinced the little girl ride with him. At first she got in the back seat. (I’ve hidden her face in the pictures. I don’t feel right about posting photos of stranger’s children on my blog without permission.)

But we told David he should at least scoot over and let her ride in the front, so he obliged.

They laughed and giggled together during the whole ride. David had so much fun that he talked her into going on the Motorcycle ride with him too. Back in line again, I heard them discussing which bike they should ride. When David said they were riding the silver one, I knew the girl had chosen. David doesn’t know the color silver yet. I think he might have picked up an older women.

David wanted to go on another ride with her, but I noticed that girl’s parents seemed a little annoyed with him following their daughter around. David can come on kind of strong. He does need to work on boundaries. But they were just little kids. I didn’t see the problem, but since it bothered the parents, I decided it was time for David to say good-bye.

He wasn’t happy, and we literally had to drag him away.

Breaking up is hard to do.

Later when we asked David what her name was he just shrugged his shoulders and said, “I didn’t ask.”

I guess she was just a fling.

I hope in the future he learns to at least ask their names.

I didn’t notice until I started going through the pictures, but the Race Car ride wasn’t David’s first encounter with the girl.

Here they are earlier on the swing.

It must have been fate.

Anyway, I’m now more convinced than ever that this is gonna be trouble when he’s older.

Trouble I tell you. Trouble.