Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

A little background information on this one: There has been a little bit of drama - a love triangle of sorts - among the preschoolers in our neighborhood, with Katherine at the center of it. First, Katherine has been in love with the little boy down the street, Jacob, forever, and he is always just a little gentleman with her. She will tell you without hesitation that she is going to marry him. Then, another little boy the same age, Harrison, moved in next door to Jacob, and he insists and tells anyone and everyone that will listen that Katherine is his girlfriend. On Sundays, there was always a little (and sometimes more than a little) competition over who would sit next to Katherine in Primary. It would usually end with her sitting between them, and one or both of them with their arm around her. Yes, folks, we are talking about four-year-olds here. Well, a few months ago, Harrison moved out of the ward (but still in the same city. As a matter of fact, Chris ran into Harrison's mom recently and she told him that Harrison's new Primary teacher had asked her who this Katherine was that Harrison was always talking about.). And that brings us to the Katherine-ism of the day. :) She was coloring, when she suddenly stopped, heaved an enormous sigh and said, "Well, I guess I got dumped by Harrison." I didn't know she had any clue what that was!