She's now in love with the boy who was tormenting her and calling her fat the first few weeks of school. He said she looked cute yesterday and she made a heart with her hands at him across the rug at rug time. She said that he said, "Yeah baby. That's a heart oh right." :) Why do we always go after the boys that drive us crazy??? Hopefully, her taste in "men" will improve as she ages.
Yesterday, we had a blog worthy conversation on the way home from school, oh right! :) She was telling me that the boy she used to love, Gage, (you know, before she fell in love with the other boy) was making up nicknames for other kids so Beatle thought she'd come up with a nickname for him. She shortened his name and dubbed him "Gay". By her incredulous accounting, "He just got so mad and told the teacher. And the teacher made me, me!, apologize. I don't understand...I was just making up a nickname for him and my teacher said that that word means happy anyways." She seemed like she was still in a fog of disbelief. I asked her if the teacher understood what she was trying to do and she said that her teacher did and explained it to the boy but, nonetheless, Beatle still felt at fault for the whole thing and didn't know why. BR and I committed long ago to the idea that we will have a constant dialogue with our children about sexuality instead of just having one jarring conversation about it. So, parked in our driveway, I mustered up the simple (and I stress, age appropriate) words to tell her what "gay" means to a lot of other pople as well as pointing out what God's Word says about it. She sat quietly and listened, with her eyebrows doing a lot of activity, and then said, "Well, he must have known about that meaning.
oh. i love your blog. you so need to get this printed into a book every year.. your girls will CHERISH this.
ReplyDeletethis is a good one. you should probably know that i've been day dreaming about us being neighbors ever since we talked the other day.
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