Oh dear. My daughter came home from school today distraught. It turns out that the secret she told her BFF about the boy she likes (the BOY SHE LIKES?!?!) has come out and will apparently be revealed to said boy tomorrow at school.
She’s a mess.
Embarrassed. Sad. A bit scared about how it’s going to feel to have her little crush spread throughout the halls of her elementary school.
Ah the lessons of gossiping and rumors and first crushes and heartbreak and teasing and –
She’s only 8. Isn’t this too early?
Of course, now that I think of it, my first little crush was when I was 7 and in second grade. Ah, Glen. Yes I remember him and his little Andy Gibb haircut fondly…