My 3rd grade daughter told me Friday that she has her 1st boyfriend. I asked her a bunch of questions trying to be supportive because she is excited while not voicing my fatherly displeasure.
I tried not to make it weird but apparently I did. At least that's what my wife told me. I still remember her looking at me in the hospital. I was really the 1st person she noticed. I remember so many things about her being a little girl and now this is a milestone that has suckered punched me more than I was expecting.
We talked and I told her if she's happy I'm happy but she's always gonna be my little girl.
Being 8 years old they'll probably break up today. Whatever happens, I am not a fan of her growing up at all.
My son also a 3rd grader has decided he needs a girlfriend and spent this weekend making roses out of construction paper. He's goin a courtin today.
I told him that the girl he likes may not like him back and he said that's fine I'll just ask someone else. He's the personification of "shooters shoot". I wish I had 10% of his confidence.
Unsurprisingly I have a much different reaction to him having a girlfriend.