Mr. Ice Cream

So, Landon has been working in After Care at school this year. He does a really good job with the kids and I love to peak in a watch him. The students love him. He is strict, fair, and fun. When he first started working there some of the little girls told him,

"I wish you were made of cotton candy so I could eat you!" So from the start they have been flirting with my man.

Then a few weeks goes by and some of the older elementary students said he was "hott." whooo Whoooa girls! take it easy!

Last week, a little girl was wanting to go to the water fountain so she needed to ask Landon for permission. She said, "Mr-r-r-r. uuuuuh...Mr. Plankton, may I go t the water fountain?" haha. Landon, Plankton...not much difference. Good try, Little Girl. Of course all the after care teachers got a kick out of that and they were sharing the stories on the play ground. So the head after care teachers calls her over and says, "Little Girl, what is his name?" (pointing to Landon). The little girl replies, "His name is Mr. Ice Cream because he is so yummy!" Everyone, of course, burst out laughing. No one could believe a little 7 year old would say that. They said, "don't tell Miss Mack! She would be jealous!" All I know is when I was that age, the only man I thought was yummy was a ginger bread man. mmmmhmmm good.

Honestly, I am not jealous. I don't mind when people appreciate my yumminess. He is yummy, but, since I found him first that little girl is going to have to find some older man in the third grade to hit on from now on. :)

So, I'm proud of my stud from after care. haha.