on monday afternoon, my son and i had this conversation…
taylor: mommy, there’s some new kids at summer camp.
me: oh really? boys or girls? are they in your grade?
taylor: yeah…a girl.
me: what’s her name?
taylor: (kinda irritated) i don’t rememberrrrrrrr.
me: oh okay. is she cute?
please note: i’m only asking him this question to push his buttons. usually, he rolls his eyes at me and says, “NO! geez, mom.”
taylor: yeah…she is.
me: (stunned silence)
fast forward to tuesday morning…
taylor wants to put gel in his hair.
it’s gotta be because of this little tart at school…
and i have to admit, he looks handsome and there’s a spring in his step.
i pick him up from camp last night and one of the first things he says to me is…
“that girl i told you about? her name is kathy. we call her katty.”
mmmm hmmmm…at least they’re not calling her kitty cat.
anyway, a couple of hours later we’re sitting down to dinner and he says,
“kathy says there’s a new pokemon game coming out.”
oh great, not only has he brought her up twice this evening, but now they have something in common!
so i say: do you and kathy spend a lot of time together at camp?
me: oh. do you like her?
taylor: yeah (big grin)
me: you DO?! does she like you?
taylor: well, yeah…i think so.
me: what does she look like?
taylor: she has braces, blonde hair (he likes blondes) and green eyes.
what?! he noticed her eye color?!
ladies…promise not to laugh?
cuz i gotta admit…
this exchange with my 9-year-old (soon to be 10-year-old 5th grader)…brought tears to my eyes. i’m not kidding.
my little man likes a girl.
she doesn’t have cooties and she’s not gross. i mean, he likes her!
like, he thinks she’s cute and stuff.
i don’t know if i’m ready for all this adolescent/teenage stuff. we’re not quite there, but i’m not stupid…i watch dateline…i know what goes on in grade school these days.
i think i should meet this “katty”.
i’ll keep you posted, okay?
UPDATE: TURNS OUT KATTY’S DAD IS THE JANITOR. AND APPARENTLY, PAUL THE JANITOR “ROCKS”.
i have a feeling the janitor’s daughter is a lot like the preacher’s daughter.
i gotta go to my happy place…let’s talk about vintage!
on my lunch break yesterday, i headed over to my fave little thrift store.
look at what i found!
not going in the shop yet, though.
i like to hoard my finds and pet them and stare at them for a couple of weeks before i decide when or if they’re going into the shop.
HOWEVER, since i love my readers so much…if you see something you like, i would consider making an exception.
let me know!
talk to ya later.
blouse – vintage, thrifted (also worn here)
necklace – vintage, thrifted
scarf as belt – vintage, thrifted
skirt – bcbg
shoes – don’t remember