So my oldest seems to have discovered the opposite sex a little too early for my tastes. Actually any time within the next 20 years would probably be too early. She's been telling me how the boys chase her on the playground everyday. Today when she got home I brushed her hair back and said "It must be pretty hot on that bus, you're all sweaty." To which she replies "It's hot on the playground too, with the boys chasing me everywhere. They call me "Tater tot! Tater tot!" She's rolling her eyes and acting all exasperated. I hate this subject. "Why don't you stop running and start talking to someone else? Just ignore them and they'll leave you alone." "No, they won't." Big sigh. There's one kid that I've heard mentioned occasionally since Pre-K. His name is Guy. What kind of name is GUY? Why didn't they just name him "Boy" or "Dude"? Today she informs me "Guy doesn't like me." "Okay." "He l-o-v-es me, he told me. I told Shanley and she said she was going to tell the teacher and I said if you do I'll be mad, yadda yadda, etc." I'm listening and trying to muster a weak smile, although I'm sure my lips look more like they're trying to suppress VOMIT because I feel nauseated. She is so YOUNG and IMPRESSIONABLE. If she wasn't I would say, "You know Tatum, you should just give boys the evil eye and treat them like garbage because most of them are rotten scumbags that aren't worth the time it takes to crap. Some of them make good friends and once in a blue moon you'll meet one that's worthy of being more, and hopefully you'll know when that is. " I KNOW she's six!!! And I'm sure these boys who are still occasionally peeing their pants and picking their nose and eating it pose no immediate threat to her, but I don't care! (wait- do they ever stop doing those things?)The day is coming and I dread it with every ounce of my being! I just hope hope hope I'm raising her with the self confidence and self esteem she'll need to get the respect she DESERVES! And being skilled in the arts of sarcasm and disdain doesn't hurt either. I'm not actually knocking boys, if I had boys you'd be reading a similar rant about the wickedness of little girls. I guess we just love them and guide them, and hope for the best. Having a large hairy hubbie with a sawed off shotgun might come in handy too.
Monday, September 15, 2008
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Chance has a little girl that's been chasing him since 4th grade. She has a unibrow. He's been in love with someone else for just as long. So it goes both ways. And, no, I don't think they ever stop peeing their pants and even if you can get them to bathe and brush their teeth, all that ends when mommy is no longer there to make them. I think my dad is the only man I know that has good hygene practices.
Hi Jen... Love your blog. You really need to consider doing this professionally. You are creative, smart, funny and appeal to the crude humor of modern day America (compliment) You are missing your true calling (and you wouldn't have to give up your day job)
Love You!
Hello, Wren! You are good at this and I sure know how you feel. You made it and so will they. The fun begins! Just the natural progression...Ha!!!
I tell my boys to stay away from girls because they will just try to control them and make them stop doing whatever it is they really want to do. I am scared to death of them getting some girl pregnant... they aren't allowed to date until they graduate college. (I wish)
Ah man, that's stressful. I'm glad I don't have to deal with that yet. Good luck to yo:/
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