A few days ago Oliver slumped down on my bed as I
was reading on the couch.
Then he told me he wanted to spend more time with me
so I told him to ask me out on a little date.
I told him that I would pay, but he needed to plan the whole afternoon.
He will begin dating in less than a year and I
think a few mother-son dates will be good practice.
I'm excited to hear what's planned.
He used to look like this:
(And I looked that that).