In kindergarten Peanut got her first marriage proposal. She quickly turned him down, she wasn't ready to be tied down at the age of 5. We knew at that moment we were in for some difficult times ahead with all the boys wanting her attention. Now, she's matured into a first grader and from time to time Peanut talks about all the boys in her class that have crushes on her, and I do mean all the boys. Of course, she's beautiful, smart and funny, who wouldn't be in love with her??!?! She talks about the boys she likes and why she likes them. She would even go so far as to talk about her friends' boyfriends liking her better then her friends. A couple of weeks ago she mentioned that Crack-Baby had three boyfriends. I told her I thought three was too many. And we talked about how you can only marry one person and how hard it was to have more then one boyfriend at a time. She nodded as though she understood and I smiled trying not to laugh out loud but I was really quite tickled at the whole conversation. Then last week, she started talking about PE Boy. PE Boy is in one of the other first grade class rooms but they all have PE together. PE Boy told Peanut the other day that she was pretty and sweet. At 6 that's all she needed to hear to make him her boyfriend.
But then tonight, after she had gone to bed the phone rang. Not recognizing the number on the caller id I answered the phone. It was a boy. He wanted to talk to Peanut. I told he she was in bed but that I would tell her in the morning that he called. He was a very polite young man. He was not PE Boy. I told Peanut's daddy about the after hours caller. "Oh God! It's begun!" he said. It's a sad moment. I think he just realized that he's not the center of her universe anymore even though she is still his.