Chivalry

 A few weeks ago I dropped the kids

at their classes

and watched as a cute boy
(who was dressed for fake injury day)
 held the door open from the inside
for a grown up who tried to tell him she could get it.
He refused, getting squished as she came
through the door with all of her belongings.

This is that cute boy.



He wore full camo that day,

having acquired a severe looking gash (from lipstick)

on his face

and a blood (paint) filled strip of tee shirt

wrapped around his leg.

I felt right proud of him.