Lizzie: Mom ... I have a crush.
Me: (thinking hard about what to say) Oh ... that's great. Is he a nice boy?
Lizzie: Yes, his name is Ryan ____. I sat next to him last year in math class.
Me: So, he's smart?
Lizzie: Yes ... well, I think so. He's in my [advanced] math and [advanced] literature classes.
Me: That probably means he's smart.
Lizzie: Yeah...
Ack! The crush phase has officially begun and - wow - she actually felt comfortable enough to talk to me about it! I must not suck as much as I think at this parenting stuff.
But, gawd, the heartbroken because Ryan was a dickhead or the why do boys act like that? phases are sure to follow and, internet, I have NO idea how I am going to handle those stages of teenage girlhood.
3 comments:
How many different ways to shrug are there? Because that's my default fallback reaction, and it's gotta be a disappointing one. Here's hoping you come up with something a bit more debonair than the humble shrug.
I have a 10 year old so I'm relying on you to survive this because I will not have a single clue on what to do!
You know, the old, "Screw 'em, you're way better than them anyway" always cheers me up. Of course, you'll need to clean it up a bit for the tween. As parents, I'm thinkin' we're in a lose-lose situation on these matters. Do you know anybody who just LOOOOVED the advice their parents gave them about this stuff?
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