"Apparently Anita can read, so she saw my bib and came over to get herself a piece of my drooly goodness.
"Yee-ah. You like what you see, huh girl?
"Wait...Anita, you're a nice girl and all, but, uh, see there's this other nice girl, Addie, and uh...wait--where are you taking me?!
"Save me, Dad! Oh, and don't tell Addie.
"What? It's not my fault--my mom dressed me. False advertising."
Funny thing is, Anita is twice Ty's age, but smaller than him. Is it wrong that I chronicle/make up Ty's love life?