“Mom…?”
“Yes…?”
(long silence)
“Brian…?”
“Yes…?”
“Did you want something?”
“Not really.”
(followed by another long silence)
“Mom…?”
“Yes…?”
“I… there’s this girl…”
“Oh…?” (Big dry lump forming in this mother’s throat followed by lioness instinct to kill another young threatening female, followed by casual demeanor, as if nothing is wrong … except for the small twitching of right eyebrow…)
“Uh, well…”
(yet another long silence)
“We kinda held hands … in the library.”
“That’s nice dear…did you study too while you were there?” ( A mother can always hope for study motivation even if it comes in the form of a girl)
“Yeah, she turned the pages and finish all my homework. Mom…?”
(silence)
“Mom…?… you look kinda pale … are you alright?”
“Did I hear you say your homework is done?”
Until next time-
C
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That’s cute…and funny. I say cute because it hasn’t happened to me yet!!
So hilarious and well-written! Thanks for this… Oh my.
My oh my how I remember those days. My son used to get upset when I called the girls “little hussies”!
And if you think that is bad, you DO NOT want to know what goes through a man’s mind when a daughter says something like that about a boy she has met at school…
Holding hands in the library – wow, he’s more advanced than the boys in my oldest daughter’s class. They wouldn’t be caught dead with a girl. Just wait ’til the day he does decide to bring one home But judging from that last comment, that should take awhile. So you’re off the hook…for now.
Ahhh…now this is whre we parents can run amiss. What Brian means is that her hand brushed by his and they touched. He pulled his hand away. THAT my dear, is how a boy in 7th grade views the term “holding hands” …
Now how a redhead over 40 holds hands has a COMPLETELY different meaning.
Cath
ohhhh …so you are just like my dad.
I remember when I was 16 and this boy walked me home from the bus stop… my dad wouldn’t talk to him and my older brother completely ignored him. It made me so mad at them that I turned and asked the boy to walk me home every time he saw me get off the bus.
I guess you are also glad your daughter wasn’t a redhead…?
Hussies… lol
Mom…is that you?
I am convinced it really isn’t happening to me yet either. Because if you knew Brian… well he likes to make me laugh … and is quite confident when it is me, him and the living room… put Brian out of the house and in front of a girl and he acts like they are invisible.
I need to post the follow up story to this that will make you laugh.
Love the blog!
Your imp is waaaay too funny!
Unfortunately, I don’t have any daughters, but I do have a whole passel of nieces, and I think I watched out for them as much as their fathers did; I am still a favorite uncle, and now I have a bunch of great-nieces to worry about…
I have 2 sons, 25 and 28. I made it…they made it. I laugh like crazy when I read your posts…you’ll make it (and your brains thankfully will NOT ever formally pop out) and your son…he’ll make it too…most likely more intact than you…the mother always needs additional time to recoup lost energy from the teenage years!
You think? I hope…I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo …did I say “sooooooooooooooooooooooo” …? … NOT looking forward to when he wants the keys to the car … can’t I just chain him to the chair…?
Oh wait … lets not view my “older” view of men with my younger one…
Nevermind.