The Batson's last day of Pre-K was yesterday, and I can't believe how quickly it went. It seems like just yesterday I was dropping him off at the school bus and then sprinting around town in the pouring rain because they put him on the wrong bleeping bus home. So right now, I'm one of those annoying proud mama types. If you think this is bad, you should have seen me the day he came home and exclaimed, "I'm a writer now, just like my mom!"
Of course, he followed that up with a Mother's Day gift in which he listed a bunch of facts about me. Apparently, I know everything about writing, and I'm as pretty as an owl. I guess I should stop turning my head around backwards in front of him.
So now, he's a big Kindergartner, and his greatest worry is that his girlfriend will forget him over the summer. Yeah, girlfriend. He proposed to her already. She went home and asked her mother if she could marry someone shorter than her. Apparently, the answer was yes, because now they hold hands on the bus.
His solution to the whole summer romance problem is that he should buy her a present, because that will help assure that she won't forget him. And he asks me what he should buy her. I think this might be a mistake. I may know EVERYTHING there is to know about writing, and I may be owlishly gorgeous, but I am not typical when it comes to the giving of the gifts. I think stuffed zombies and ninja bobbleheads are the pinnacle of kewl. The best gift I've ever received was a potato. I'm not the person you want to be asking about romantic gift givery.
Of course, she did ask for a lightsaber for her birthday, so maybe this is a match made in heaven after all. We can fight evil together, and then we'll all go out for potatoes.
I choked on my coffee at that closing line!!
My second thought was "Mmmm.... potato. Why didn't I bring potatoes for lunch?"
I'm not the romantic gift-type either. My wife fondly recalls that we were first dating I presented her with a dozen brown eggs, fresh from the hen. I had been driving a guy to work and he was paying me with a dozen eggs a week (hmm...so that's what's wrong with my cholesterol!)
Where does one go out for potatoes? (I'm not including fries or the powdered mashed taters most places serve; I really want an honest-to-goodness potato).
I was scared of girls until I was 15. Actually, I'm 35 now and they still make me cower in fear.
Young love rocks. Kids are way too cute! And it's so nice when they love us.
She sounds perfect. <3
Oh, Carrie, I love this post!
My first grader drew a picture today of herself kissing this boy who has liked her since kindergarten. Apparently she gave him a love note yesterday and he turned around and smiled at her. I thought it was adorable. My husband, not so much.
And your owlish beauty - that's just hilarious! Do owls even like potatoes?
When my niece said she had a boyfriend (she's four) a couple of months back, my brother almost fell off his chair. :)
Get her a necklace with a light saber pendant ; )
ohhhh maybe they will reconnect in kindergarten... you know--if it's meant to be :)
Halle is so boy crazy, I am a little worried since she's only four!
maybe get a little frame and put a picture of the two of them in it. My daughter has one of her and her cousin that she adores but doesn't see often that says "best friends" then she can see it and think of Batson.
My son just graduated from Pre-K as well. He had a girlfriend at school AND a girlriend at home.
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