He's The One

So each summer I have roughly
28 - 30 kids in my group.

Each summer 99% of them are great.

Each summer there is that 1 kid who,
well, that kid is THE ONE.

This year "T" is THE ONE.

He's 8.
He loves Taylor Swift.
How do I know?
He wears a Taylor Swift t-shirt every day.
He's been wearing the same Taylor
Swift t-shirt since he saw her in concert
on May 18.

He's very concerned about his hair.
How do I know?
He carries a brush and mirror around
with him all day and not little pocket sized items.
He's carrying a 5 x 7 mirror and a big round brush.
We're walking lunch, T stops to wet his hair at the
water fountain, and looks in his mirror, fixes his hair.
We're sitting on the bleachers getting ready to
go to an activity, T is there gazing in his mirror,
parting his hair, patting it down.
At dismissal, I'm walking the kids to their
buses, T asks if he can get a drink.
I'm waiting, looking out the window, thinking
we're going to be late. I glance back at T
and he has his head in the water fountain.
I know where this is going.
"T!! Let's go! Enough with the hair!!"

Oh, and apparently he has an aversion
to straight lines because he
WILL NOT stand in one - ever!
He's always milling around and when you have
28 kids to keep an eye on, a "miller" is not
a good thing.
A miller with a mirror and big round brush
looking for a water fountain is certainly
not a good thing.

Yup.
He's the one.