Boyfriends and uniforms
Zoë is going to a birthday party this weekend, for her friend, Charlie. They've been in the same class at school for three years now, so she really knows him well. She informed me today that he's her "boyfriend". I checked, and that's pretty much what she meant. She didn't mean "a friend who is a boy" she actually seems to have meant that he's her boyfriend.
I'm okay with that. Charlie's a good kid, and I like his parents. We'll see how they're going when they get to high school or so.
Today I gave her a skivvy (note to Americans: turtleneck sweater) to wear to school. Normally, she wears a short-sleeved sport shirt with a collar, with a windcheater (note to Americans: sweatshirt) over the top, but it's been quite cold and so I put out the skivvy, instead. I asked her just now if she likes wearing it, because it looks quite good on her.
She informed me that she doesn't really like it. Why not, I wanted to know. It is, she tells me, "too sleevey".
So there you go. Too sleevey.
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