While at the zoo yesterday, I was minding my own business, with Bones off playing with the kids on a playground, everyone having just eaten lunch, when two Moms came and sat down beside me.
A little background… some old and some new. It would seem that the little girl who is bossy and picks her nose is no longer in the bad books with Bones, but is now his best girl. And for the record, she happens to be the most beautiful girl in the class, one of the most beautiful in the school. A truly angelic lass.
I am thinking she doesn’t really pick her nose. And may not be that bossy. That it may have been things conjured up by his two buddies who hate her because…
Bones is the 3rd musketeer. The more time he spends with her, is less he spends with them, which I am FINE with as these are the two other boys involved with the pocket knife incident.
OK, so fast forward to yesterday at the zoo where the two Moms come up to me at my table, where I am watching Bones in the distance, hanging with his best girl, who I was just now realizing was once again his best girl. I seem to be rather slow on the take.
The one Mom is a Mom of one of the musketeers and she says to me, “Did you know that Charles and Jason are really really mad at Bones?”
Me: No. No clue. Why would that be?
C’s Mom: Because Bones spends so much time with his best girl and Charles says no time with them. I think he said to me, “Bones is OUR friend! She needs to leave him alone! We HATE HER! We’re going to see if we can get them to break up!”
Break up? We’re talking 1st grade here, right?
I was shocked. Why am I always the last to know any of this stuff? It was evident to me that best girl’s Mom knew they were sweet on each other again. I kept seeing him gravitate to them wondering in my small little mind what was going on. She seemed… knowing!
And I can see it already, being the Mom of the boy, I will lose my son to another family. I can feel it.
So said C’s Mom, “He said to me last night, ‘We have to break them up! We have to get him away from that Evil Woman!’”
Ack! Wait. Did I say this was 1st grade?
And the other mother said to me, “Ahhh, 1st grade romance. Its just so fun to watch!” to which I replied, “Yeah, because its not happening to YOUR son! It’s mine!”
They both laughed and thought it fitting for some reason and then made mention that he must have learned this from his brothers.
I said, “Are you nuts?! My eldest doesn’t even know girls exist! And my 2nd, although he does, he NEVER talks about them and doesn’t have a girlfriend!”
They seemed surprised and they think its funny.
I’m more… aghast. And as he strutted off to the car for us to make our way back to school all I kept thinking was, "Oh.My.God. What age am I going to have to talk to him about birth control and all that stuff?" 12? Holy crap. He is so taking a different path from his brothers.
A bumpier, and less traveled path...
**snicker snicker**
Posted by: vw bug at February 26, 2006 07:41 AMAhh, the road less travelled. Or in his case, the need for all-wheel-drive and/or treads... *G* BTW, don't wait until 12, you might want to look at what statistics (and growth) are trending down... Good Luck, Ms. Phelps.
Posted by: Laughing Wolf at February 26, 2006 08:43 AMDon't over react. Remember, they are in first grade.
Daredevil was the same way. He had his first girlfriend in kindergarten. He has always had girlfriends. But, he is 18 now and still has his viginity. I know because he complains about it.
Bones will be just fine.
Posted by: Sticks at February 26, 2006 09:04 AMIf you have the 'talk' early enough and detailed enough (especially about 'female' monthly problems), the boys will be grossed out and not even want to LOOK at girls!!! (It's worked for us so far, and we have two boys in high school!)
Posted by: DixieDarlin' at February 26, 2006 10:00 AMI had my first kiss in first grade, but I remained a "good boy" until well after high school. Perhaps it was the notoriety following the incident that kept me out of trouble...
But that was then, this is now... small help, I know.
Posted by: That 1 Guy at February 26, 2006 10:49 AMOne never knows. I also had my first kiss in the first grade but I knew and needed to know about birth control when I was twelve--just depends on how fast the hormones kick in
Posted by: GUYK at February 26, 2006 01:27 PMI went to my first grade girlfriend's house for lunch one day. While sitting at the table, she rubbed her hand across my "region". Creepy girl. That memory is vivid to this day.
Posted by: Toluca Nole at February 27, 2006 04:23 PM