September 29, 2006

a day to remember

*Just an editorial note: When I began my blog, I was struggling to get my thoughts out and the best way to do so was in the poetic, cryptic way that you see. Sometimes the thoughts still only come out that way but lately, they are "fuller" than that way of writing allows. So I'm going to shake things up a bit and actually write in full sentences and *gasp* use punctuation! Just didn't want you to think you were reading the wrong blog. :)

I was working yesterday at the bank and it was crazy busy. When I got there, I thought it was going to be slow all day. I had NOTHING to do. Then, all of a sudden, someone opened the gates and the people came streaming in. And the phone would.not.stop.ringing! The day went fast though and that was good for me.

While at work, I got a call from my daughter. Actually, she called three times and put in her contribution to the phone ringing off the hook. What a nice girl! Anyway, since first grade, she has had a crush on the same boy, a cutie that lives in our old subdivision. They were good buddies in first and second grade and then in third and fourth grade, they struggled through the "boys are gross, girls are gross" phase. I would think that this phase is still going on. Little do I know. I answered the phone to this giggly voice that said,

"Mom, I had the best day! (oh, really?) After the five longest years of my life (as opposed to the other 5 years of her life? came the comment from my husband), HE finally said he liked me! He likes me! He likes me! Oh my gosh, I can't believe he said he likes me!"

"So he likes you, huh? (Wondering how I got that? I'm so perceptive!) How exciting for you!"

And it went on from there. I won't bore you the details. I'm trying so hard to be supportive but not encouraging. I figure if I tune in now, she will be more willing to share "secrets" later. Am I totally off-base here or do you think that will work? I remember telling my mom about my first crush and she tried to talk me out of it. And then she blew me off, saying boys were dumb or something like that. I think she was trying to discourage me from boys (which I TOTALLY understand these days) but at the same time, she discouraged me from talking to her about it. I don't want to do that. Also, I've been hearing about this boy for five LONG years so I truly am excited for her. But can you believe that I am having to deal with this NOW? Couldn't she go, I don't know, maybe another 10 YEARS before I have to deal with this? I am SO not ready. Here we go...

Then, last night was the Homecoming parade. Which apparently is a HUGE deal to a 5th grader. It was neat. My son really enjoys a parade. (Although the first parade he attended was for Opening Day for baseball so trying to explain why there were no baseball players in the parade was a bit difficult. Leaves changing colors means football, leaves growing green on the trees means baseball...You know the four seasons, right? Football, Basketball, Baseball, and Play Outside. Well, that's what they are in our house...)

So, tonight's the game. And, of course, the social butterfly HAS to go. And maybe THE boy is going to be there. This should be interesting. I bet he completely ignores her. Which would be good, obviously, for me but would be very bad because it will crush her little, fragile ego. Ahh, to be young again. No, thank you!

Well, just wanted to share the newest drama around here. And mark the day so I can tease my daughter about it someday. Because someday, this will be funny and a distant memory. For today, I want to grab my little girl and hold her tight while she still lets me.

4 rays through the fog:

Judith said...

Andrea, Oh the excitement of it! This could be the first boyfriend for forever, or just a passing thought. I think the shortest "going steady" for daughter, Barb, at A Chelsea Morning, lasted less than one class of a school day, when she had accepted a boy's school ring, then ran back to him and gave it back.
The key word about this is listen, listen, listen. Questions aren't needed, advice isn't heard anyway. If she's happy, your listening will affirm that. If there are tears, wipe them away. It takes a lot of practice to get good at this, but don't forget to enjoy the journey.

Blazer1234 said...

ahhh, haha, haha, haaa....Sorry, i have to laugh. You best get ready, because this is just the beginning!!!! I think it's great you're being supportive, but not too encouraging! When i was a little older than your little princess, mom always told me that if I liked a boy then she liked him (but I really don't think she did with many of them.)

HAve fun at the game tonight!!!

Brenda said...

They grow up too fast, don't they? I like your "supportive but not encouraging" approach. I think that's the best way to handle it. Blessings to you both!

Barb said...

Man. Blogger's eating comments. So I'll try this again. I read your Friday Feast post, too. I love Pampered Chef seasonings. My favorite's Cinnamon Plus but I really like the dill seasoning, too. It makes great dip for veges.

Listen to her. Make sure she knows you are and keep the lines of communication open. Someday when she's 15 and knows she can talk to her mom about anything, you'll be so glad you did. I did. And it worked.

 
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