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Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Holy Hormones, Batman!

Last night, my not-quite-yet-even-eleven-year-old son let fly with the news that not one, not two, but THREE girls have "asked him out on DATES" over the last few days.

If you need me, I'll be the one weeping over the baby photo albums and sucking my thumb....

3 comments:

MemeGRL said...

Suddenly the loose-ish tooth in our house is making me even more nostalgic.
If it helps at all, our nephew was a freshman at a nearby high school last year and he went to the freshman dance, soph hop, junior prom and senior ball. His classmates called it "epic" but if he's any indication, things are a little different these days.

Lora said...

In my professional development class, we've been talking a lot about the importance of acknowledging the fact that childhood development means the loss of childhood stages that have already been passed, and the importance of grieving those stages if a parent needs to.

First Kristin's post, then this, plus the fact that my child is on vacation this week has me in a state of grief!

So, grieve if you need too, it will make rejoicing in this next stage all the sweeter.

Domestic CEO said...

What did he say?!!