Once upon a time there was a woman.
There was this woman who had a baby.
A baby who was 13 years old…well, he’ll be 13 on Sunday.
This almost 13 year old boy, looked up from his computer over to his Mother who was on her computer and said…as they were both sitting at the kitchen table…one wrapped up in conversation on Facebook. The other trying to think of something to write on her blog, while Twittering and hopping.
“When am I allowed to date? Because, I kind of like this one girl. But not as much as she likes me, I don’t think. But…when?”
And this woman. She looked at her son.
Who isn’t a baby anymore.
Not…even close to being a baby anymore.
And she said…
“You want to ask a girl out? A girl? Really?”
And the Mother, whose son wanted to know when it would be OK to ask a girl out, had to hold herself back from either crying or laughing…she couldn’t tell exactly what emotion was wanting to spill forth.
And the Mother took another good hard look at her son.
And she realized…
it’s no use.
He isn’t a baby anymore.
He’ll never be a baby anymore.
But…
if he is really serious about asking this cute little girl out…
he should strongly consider letting his Mother take him for a shave and a haircut.
Because his hair is moppy and dirty looking.
And he has a caterpillar crawling across his upper lip that needs to be exterminated.
And then…while he’s getting that shave and a haircut…
She should strongly consider getting that umbilical cord cut.
Because it’s time.
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awww! that is so exciting! big hugs to you tho, mama. that’s gotta be tough!
Oh man … good luck with that.
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Oh no. I am dreading THAT day. How are you feeling?
That was such a sweet post!
But, if you have reached this crossroad…..
have you had THE TALK with him yet?????
If he’s going to date, he has to know the details of it all! There are some pretty aggressive girls out there!!
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ooof! I can’t imagine that day. Would it be wrong of me to want my children to live with me forever?
Just stopping in to say hi to one of my fav. gals!
It never gets easier. {{{{{hugs}}}}}
Signed,
Mother to a 15 yo boy.
I am crying over my little guy turning two next month.. I cannot imagine 13… he is turning me gray and he cannot even speak yet.. hahah
What a hard, sad reality to be facing. Good luck!
Much to young. !6 at least. Maybe 30.
Aw, kinda sweet!
It will be NO TIME and I’ll be there, too. 🙁
I feel ya mom! Maybe a movie, where you and hubs sit inconspicuously in the back? Enjoy having a dating teen.
That was so sweet that he asked you; I am not looking forward to the day that the boy starts actually calling the numbers that are showing up in his backpack, and not just thinking they’re a waste of paper. (These 8 year old hussies are something else these days … back off :)!)
I feel for ya hon. But I also know my day is just around the corner.