"There are THREE more crushes on me today!" he yelled as he climbed into the van.
Hm. I hadn't even heard of the ones previous to these.
"So who has these crushes on you and how do you know?" I asked as lightheartedly as I could.
"Well, Mom, they TELL me! Like Lauren*, for instance, passed me a note that said "Love, secretly". I guess that wasn't too secret though. And Yvonne* came right up to me and said, "I like you. Right up to me!!!!" he replied.
"Well what do you think of it all?" asked Dr. Phil/Mom.
"It's sort of weird." Too funny. Let's ask him again in about 8 years.
"And how do you respond when they say those things?" (trying to keep the smile from my voice, honestly, I really, really want to know!)
"I just pretend to pass out and then I run away."
What else is an 8 year old boy supposed to do?
"Oh. So how do they react?" (Mom is so nosy!)
"They just go their own way giggling."
Then he switched the subject.
I suppose I should have taken the high road and mentioned that it was very flattering for these girls to tell him how much they like him. Or that he should be thankful that he's making such a good impression. That I'm proud of him that he's good with his peers and obviously very likeable and fun to be around. It's actually quite sweet and cute.
But I didn't, because my mama bear instincts just kicked in.
What? My boy??? Back off!!! (Well, not really, but I wasn't expecting this stuff for at least another few years. )
Wonder if this is why the Boy loves Archie's new song so much (it is really a sweet song).
Here's another sweet, driving song...
At least we haven't yet reached the angst of Garbage...
*names changed to protect the innocent, and yes, they really still are ... and very cute :)