What a stud

Conversation between Tyler and a pretty little blond girl (PLBG) at a park on Fri.

Background info:
Several moms in our ward went to the zoo on fri and then spent some time over at the park right outside. I was sitting aways away from where this conversation went down but luckily my friend Ashlie was sitting close enough to hear and filled me in.

Tyler had been running up and down the stairs to the BIG slide (not actually going down the slide, just going up and down the stairs), playing on the jungle gym, watching the other kids play, purusing for chicks, etc. After about 20min. of scouting the playground for the prettiest girl at the park (not to mention she was at least 2-3 years older than him) he smoothly makes his way across the playground to where she is sitting at a table with her friend and casually parks himself a good 2 feet away from her at the end of the bench. Far enough away that she didn't yell "stranger danger" but close enough that she knew he was interested. He placed his left foot firmly on the ground and crossed his right ankle over his left foot. He then carefully laid his right hand down on the bench to support his weight and cooly threw his left hand in his awesome kahki cargo shorts pocket. (I mean he was wearing dry big boy underwear after all, he's playing in the big leagues now folks) He watched her gracefully eat her tasty Wendy chicken nuggets for a good 2 min. hoping she would make the first move. My friends thought he was trying to mooch some food from her, but I knew he was about to lay it down. After nothing but the cold shoulder from the PLBG he knew he had to man up and pulled his right hand off the bench and very gentelmenly asked, "So, do you want to go down the slide with me?" gesturing toward the small slide. No response. "No?" he says quickly, shrugging his shoulders, his nerves getting the better of him. But my little boy doesn't give up. No way he's going to let this PLBG get away without so much as an acknowledgement so he continues to stand there, in his cool, nonchalant pose waiting for her to at least glance over at him. He stands there for another good minute before the girl looks over at him and decides he's worth her time to strike up a conversation. He asks her again, but she side steps the question and just talks to him. After about a minute or so of them talking he just casually walks away and comes and sits next to me. I said, "Was that little girl nice?" "yea" was the only response I got and then he hopped down before I could pry any further and runs off to play.

You're a stud buddy!