There came a time when Phyllis and I began to notice each other. When I noticed that I was noticing Phyllis, I thought “But she’s just a kid!” And when Phyllis noticed that she was noticing me, she thought “But he’s an old man!”
But we both noticed that we continued to notice each other. And we both noticed that the more we noticed each other, the more we noticed each other.
As time passed, we both noticed that we were beginning to notice that we were noticing that we thought it was OK to notice each other.
As more time passed we both noticed that “she and I” were blending into “we.” Her mother noticed this and was just tickled pink. It was part of her plan.
Phyllis and I noticed it and we both noticed that we liked it.