Play on, playa

  • There’s a little girl in Michael’s class that has loved him since the beginning of the year. She sent home a present with Michael that was wrapped with a bow on top. He told me she kissed him on the lips for no reason. He says “for no reason” whenever he’s telling stories. He opened her gift in the car and it was a cool magnet set.

Me:   Wow, that’s nice. Is she your friend?

Him:  Um, no…I think she’s my girlfriend. (pause) Yeah, she’s definitely my girlfriend.

  • I went to pick him up from school yesterday and a little girl there (NOT his girlfriend) told me to please tell Michael that she thinks he’s funny. She also called me mom. I thought it odd. I got in the car and Michael told me she said she was going to marry him. Clearly she already thinks that I’m her mother-in-law.
  • I dropped him off at daycare last week and his class was in the gym. They were having running races and the boys were going first. Michael jumped in line to race all the other boys and I stayed to watch. Once the race started I didn’t even watch him because my attention was focused on the girls in the class who were waiting for their turn. They were ALL chanting “GO MIKEY” for the duration of the race.

 This boy child of mine has a way with the ladies. It’s cute and adorable at age five but I’m not at all looking forward to middle school and high school with this guy. His latest bit of fun is his new haircut that we got yesterday. He’s been asking for a mohawk for a few months now. We finally gave in yesterday. Amy, the stylist, thought it would be best to give him a style that we can spike up when we want to. So, it’s not a total mohawk but that’s ok, baby steps.


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