Kristin has a friend. She met him through The Hobbit. One day during rehearsal they were all practicing with PVC pipes as swords, and this young man was goofing around and sort of dancing. Kristin was puzzled, and asked, "What are you doing?" He responded with, "I'm dancing." and then added, with the pipe held above his head with both hands, "I feel like a cactus." and proceeded to dance like like a cactus. And the cactus buddies were born. For a long time I didn't know his real name. She has names for all her friends. It's almost like Seinfeld. His real name: Teddy.
This past Saturday, he invited her to go Christmas shopping with him. I didn't think of whole lot of it. His mom drove them. He bought stuff for family and he bought stuff for her. Yes, he likes her. And she likes him. It's
So I see happy smiles. I see cuteness. And I worry.
*I am in no way implying Teddy has no moral standards, as I really don't
What's a mom to do?