My Little Sweetheart

This is a story told to me by Zayn's mother:

Zayn arrived at school and the seats at the play-do table were full; he wanted to join the table that only fit four.  No one olse was in the classroom yet and so he was forced to play by himself on the floor.  Elizabeth was in a coveted spot at the table and she said "I don't want Zayn to play by himself and so I'm not going to do play-do anymore.  He's my friend."  She joined him on the floor.  I've never been prouder ;-)