Intel coming into Robbo Family HQ suggests that the eldest gel may be getting sweet on one of her classmates.  Further intel suggests that said sweetness may be reciprocal.

Sigh. Well, she is 13.  I suppose it’s bound to happen sooner or later.

The good news is that I know at least a bit about the boy in question, as he is a regular alter server at Mass and I’ve spoken with his father a number of times.  He seems a quiet, bookish type, not one of the class bully-boys.   Indeed, he reminds me of my own, shall we say, dweebishness at about that age.

So at least I’ve got that going for me.

Still, just pass me that bore snake, would you?