|Everything Is About to Change...|
So for my son, Grennan the Green Monster, everything has changed.
After we returned from Germany in early September, where the kids had been invited to perform on a German television show, his mother and I decided we were no longer happy with the all-boys school he has been attending the past seven years. This was not an easy decision for us - but extenuating circumstances forced us to make a move - and so we did.
For the first time, our son is attending a mix-gender school that does not require uniforms!
No, this is not the first time he has dealt with females in his life. Just because he went to an all-boys school does not mean he has not had contact with the opposite sex! With my kids' religious studies classes & swim team, along our shows and travels all over the country and world, neither of them is missing out on any human interaction.
Last year, my son even invited a couple of young ladies from his religion class to come to his big birthday/end of the school year bash at our house. I know some of you were asking how it went -- unfortunately, the ladies had soccer games and did not come. Sometimes I think soccer is what is ruining most young people's social interactions these days...
It is true that my son did tell a girl that he liked her. And she, in turn, told him that she liked him. It happened on July 4th during the fireworks display. Then after confessing their feelings for each other, they just stood side by side and watched the explosions. Kind of brought a tear to my eye...
What? Oh... yes, in case you were wondering, he and the young lady are not "dating" or "hanging out," "chilling with Netflix" or anything of that sort. They like each other - are friends - and do end up in the same place at the same time with each other... Where I keep a close eye on them!
BUT now my son was off to his first day at the new school... dressed to impress (see picture above)... and a little nervous about how it was going to go. His mother and I, plus his grandparents, all accompanied him to the new school, met with the principal, and even walked upstairs to see his classroom. Again, he was nervous, but in pretty good spirits. So were all of us!
THEN I looked into his classroom - and immediately saw her: a cute girl with green hair sitting in one of the seats.
I told his mom, I was like, "this is it." She did not notice the girl - but I sure did. And, sure enough, as soon as he arrived home and we asked how school was... Guess what? He could only talk about the green-haired girl in his class.
Since the first day, it has only escalated. At one point our son proudly told us how he had been invited to join an all-girl group at recess (led by the green-haired girl). He said he was their new "Manscot." His mother was like, "I don't know what that means."
I was like, "I know EXACTLY what that means."
As the stories continued over the next week, and it was revealed that the girl had made my son her "robot protector" and had a "remote control" for his actions I finally had to pull him aside and tell him an inherent truth: "It's a slippery slope, kid. A slippery slope."
|Next thing you know, you're wearing silly hats...|