I had a rather interesting conversation with my son this evening. He had found the Oriental Trading Company catalog in the junk mail recycle pile. OTC is a novelty company that sells junk things a 6-yea-old sees as total treasure - temporary tattoos, mini-stamps, jelly bracelets, stickers, stickers and more stickers. He found something on every single page that he HAD TO HAVE!
Son: MOM! We HAVE to get some of these! Me & C could play with them!
Me: Yes, you certainly could.
Son: MOM! We HAVE to get some of these! ALL the GIRLS in my class would think I was SO cool! (jelly bracelets, stick on plastic jewels, and glowing neon necklaces).
Me: (Gulp) They would?
Son: Yeah cuz, you know, girls like jewelry!
And so it begins. Actually, it began last fall during soccer - he had a little crush on one of his team mates. And she really IS a very cute little girl. But, by New Year's she had "moved on" and B now was "in love" with the next very cute little girl. This sparked another conversation.
Son: I really like "Jane." She's funny and really pretty.
Me: Jane? I thought you liked Sally?
Son: I did like Sally, but now she likes Johnny. Besides, Jane is prettier and way cooler.
Me: (Gulp) Okay.
Son: But I don't think Jane likes me anymore because when I try to play with her at recess she just turns around and walks away from me. (And let me tell you, the tone in his voice was so perfectly plaintive that my heart broke in about a gazillion pieces for him!)
Me: Well, you know. Girls can be like that sometimes. Just keep being nice to them and you won't have anything to worry about. Just be yourself. You are such a sweet boy. (Really?! He's only six and I have to explain the mystery of why girls can be so fickle? REALLY?!)
Son: I know.
Me: What do you know?
Son: That I'm such a sweet boy. You tell me that ALL the TIME, M O M !!
Me: Well it's true. You know what else is true?
Son: Well, you told me yesterday that I kinda look like Justin Bieber and I told that to Jane but she didn't think so.
Me: Well, did you brush your hair down over your forehead? 'Cuz that's what makes you look like him a little.
Son: No I forgot. I'll try that tomorrow.
All righty then. I can not WAIT until he is a teenager. (That was sarcasm, just in case you missed it!!)
Son: MOM! We HAVE to get some of these! Me & C could play with them!
Me: Yes, you certainly could.
Son: MOM! We HAVE to get some of these! ALL the GIRLS in my class would think I was SO cool! (jelly bracelets, stick on plastic jewels, and glowing neon necklaces).
Me: (Gulp) They would?
Son: Yeah cuz, you know, girls like jewelry!
And so it begins. Actually, it began last fall during soccer - he had a little crush on one of his team mates. And she really IS a very cute little girl. But, by New Year's she had "moved on" and B now was "in love" with the next very cute little girl. This sparked another conversation.
Son: I really like "Jane." She's funny and really pretty.
Me: Jane? I thought you liked Sally?
Son: I did like Sally, but now she likes Johnny. Besides, Jane is prettier and way cooler.
Me: (Gulp) Okay.
Son: But I don't think Jane likes me anymore because when I try to play with her at recess she just turns around and walks away from me. (And let me tell you, the tone in his voice was so perfectly plaintive that my heart broke in about a gazillion pieces for him!)
Me: Well, you know. Girls can be like that sometimes. Just keep being nice to them and you won't have anything to worry about. Just be yourself. You are such a sweet boy. (Really?! He's only six and I have to explain the mystery of why girls can be so fickle? REALLY?!)
Son: I know.
Me: What do you know?
Son: That I'm such a sweet boy. You tell me that ALL the TIME, M O M !!
Me: Well it's true. You know what else is true?
Son: Well, you told me yesterday that I kinda look like Justin Bieber and I told that to Jane but she didn't think so.
Me: Well, did you brush your hair down over your forehead? 'Cuz that's what makes you look like him a little.
Son: No I forgot. I'll try that tomorrow.
All righty then. I can not WAIT until he is a teenager. (That was sarcasm, just in case you missed it!!)
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Love this post.
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Oh. No. This starts at 6??? Good lord! Your kid sounds like the cutest little guy. Stupid, fickle girls.
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Cute story about the OTC. Lesson learned: Keep away from children. LOL. Love your blog! Found you on the A to Z challenge.
My 7 year old doesn't think of girls that way yet. He and his friends are at the YUCK stage...but then he and his friend, AVA, were walking around with their arms around each other and kissing each other's cheek. It was her idea, and Gibson loved the silly factor of it! :)
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