Clara's crush.

So, this isn't new or anything, but it's entertaining nonetheless.

Clara is in love with our cottage-neighbour's son.
He's 10.
She's 2.
Yes, I'm serious.

Whenever she sees him, she goes all shy, her eyes go all googly, she gets the biggest grin on her face, and she turns into a pile of teenage-in-love-goop. His name is Tyler, and I have to admit - he's pretty cute!

Rarely does a day go by when she doesn't mention him.

And far too often, when I tuck her in at night, and say "I love you Clara", she replies "I love Tyler."

Sigh.
I had no idea it would start already...