Mare-widge...

You are cordially invited

to the wedding of

Natalie

&

Connor

*Registered at Toys R Us*

So ... my daughter has proposed to a boy in her class. I saw the note, complete with a picture of her in a veil and declarations of "so so so so so so so so" much love. As she went to put the note in her school bag in order to give it to him the next day, I said (in as non-panicky voice as I could muster) "It's fun to pretend about getting married, isn't it?"

"I'm really not pretending, Mom."

Uh-oh.

I thought about swiping the note out of her bag but was afraid that she would notice, so I decided to just let it go. Then I took her to school... where I promptly ran into Connor's mom. The first thing she said to me was, "Oh, I saw Natalie's note to Connor!"

I panicked. "What note?!?!?!??!"

"Oh, the one where she tells him she loves him and wants to marry him."

She already gave him a note?!? Oh fantastic. I must have been five shades of red as I laughed it off with Connor's mom, all the while plotting a reason to go into Natalie's classroom and snatch the second (or third or fourth) love letter from her bag, lest she come across as a stalker.

Luckily, when she got home I noticed that she had forgotten to give him the note. Phew! I snuck it out of her bag for the greater good, and thankfully she hasn't asked about it yet. I am trying not to mention anything about Connor in hopes that this slight obsession will pass quickly. The fact that Connor is having an ultra-cool pirate birthday party on Saturday probably doesn't help my cause, though.

Here's the picture, complete with veil for the lady and matching crowns. I won't show you the other side... it's too personal.