He's cool. Very cool.
He's coming into his own.
For the first time in his life, he has TWO females fighting over him.
They aren't physically fighting over him but they are fighting for his "like" and "attention".
Here's the scenario...He's in class one day and he's chilling. Female #1 passes him a note. She asks him to be her boyfriend. He gladly accepts. He doesn't know what being a boyfriend means but he's cool with it b/c he likes her
A week later, he gets a note from Female #2. She tells him that he "should quit Female #1 so that SHE can be his girlfriend". He likes Female #2 more than he does #1 but he doesn't wanna hurt her feelings. As it turns out, both females were cheerleaders for his rival team. Female #2 stepped her game up by telling him that she "likes the way he dances and she likes his smile." He's flattered.
Before he can make a move, his note was snatched by his teacher.
And the teacher gave ME the note when I picked HIM (my 8yr old son, Kameron) up from school. I asked him to give me his version of the story and I almost crashed the car on our way home. I was laughing inside and trying my best not to laugh at him. It was one of the moments that I was supposed to be coaching/teaching him but I was laughing at the innocence of the moment. I liked girls when I was his age but it wasn't like this. He does it effortlessly. I asked him who did he like and he said he liked Female #2.
Him : She wants to go with me
Me : Go where?
Him : Go out
Me : Go out where?
Him : I dunno *blank stare*
This conversation (or the lackthereof) reminded me that he ain't my lil man no mo. He's growing up.
And these lil girls are growing up fast, too. Maybe too fast!