Olive Has A Boyfriend

And wouldn't you know it - he's a musician. And her Gymboree teacher. I've noticed over the past six months of her being in his class that her attitude toward him has changed dramatically - from shy to coy and flirty to full on, in his face, showing off. And he pays obvious, extra attention to her - complimenting her every move and note, blowing extra big bubbles just for her, and resolving all conflicts over toys in her favor. When we moved up to the next level recently, he advised me to stay away from a certain class because there were a bunch of rowdy boys in there, and he was concerned that Olive might get roughed up. How chivalrous. This is just his day job, but he is by far the best, most enthusiastic teacher at Gymboree, and he's just plain cool on top of that. He greets Olive warmly every class, and he makes sure to tell her goodbye, too. And today, he took it to the next level - a high-five and a pat on the head. She was beaming. We've just signed up for six more months, so we'll see where this mutual admiration society thing goes. Yes, he's at least 25 years older than her, but hey, it's working for Catherine Zeta Jones and that beak nose Michael Douglas. Who am I to stand in the way of love?