Because I'm a girl, Addison has come to me for relationship advice. I know, he's 9 years old, and wants my take, as a girl, on his love life.
He had a girlfriend for a long time, even though I'm pretty sure they didn't even talk to each other, but that's how they roll in fourth grade.
He told his girlfriend last week that he thinks they "should see other people." His words exactly, I almost peed my pants when he told me that but managed to keep a straight face. This is serious stuff, folks.
Addison decided he wanted to ask out another girl in his class, and is very nervous about it. She lives up the street, so he made three separate papers asking her out in different ways. He is too chicken to go put one in her mailbox.
Yesterday she was rollerblading around the neighborhood and Addison said he asked her out, and she just smiled and walked away. He's been grilling me ever since then, asking me what it meant, because I'm a girl, so I would know.
"Maybe she's really shy?" I offered. It wasn't good enough for him so he's still pestering me, asking me about when I was young and how we did the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing.
Son, I told him, I didn't have a real boyfriend until 8th grade, and if I could remember 21 years ago how we got "asked out" I'd be more than happy to tell you.
And so it goes...