It’s started. Boys.
Maddison, aged 11, has been invited to attend a theme park with a 13 year old boy for his birthday. Now this boy isn’t her boyfriend. He’s her best friend’s boyfriend who has also been invited. No, it’s the other two boys going that are also 13 that worry me a tad.
To be honest, 13 is the alarm bell age for me. It might be the whole “teen” element but I think it's because I'm still young enough to remember that this is when shit started to get real at high school. But Maddie isn’t at High School. Neither are these boys. They've barely started year 7.
Now I’ve met these kids. They’ve got their hair so sharp it would cut you if you got too close. Honest to God, they’d be using more Final Net than me in 1988, to keep those razor sharp 'dos' so helmet like. They seem respectful, calling me Mrs Morley and looking me in the eye. And granted, these are great signs, but I just don’t know if it’s a goer.
If I say no, I will be being my own mother who basically held the chastity belt key until I finished High School. Bad move. I went wild for a little bit there as a result but I remember only too well, this is the age of the first kiss.
My first kiss was revolting. Re. Volt. Ing. Some guy called David at a freaking barn dance. What’s more telling, the fact that of my own free will I was at a Barn Dance or that I was kissing a random stranger behind a shed? He smelled like wet dog and his buck teeth hit my nose before making it to my mouth. I was holding my breath, more than likely trying to block out the off cheese smell that was coming from his mouth.
When it was over, all I remember thinking was “thank God I’ve done it. I’ve kissed a boy”. So what he was jerk and told me my check shirt made me look like farmer (der dickhead, it’s a BARN DANCE), I’d locked lips, it could only get better.
I can happily say I and it, got better over time. Not that I was a prolific pasher, but once I realised what all the fuss was about, David Cheesebreath became a thing of the past.
Funnily enough, the little guy that digs Maddie is also called David. He’s the one that bought her a fake velvet rose and Ferrero Rochers on Valentine’s Day. He’s also the one who’s started ignoring her in the past week. Dead giveaway he’s into her.
So, I haven’t said yay or nay as yet. It’s proving to be quite the discipline goldmine with many “If you don’t stop with the attitude, you won’t be going to Lachies birthday”. Empty threats are my speciality. But if this is going to be a first kiss situation, I'd really better think this through.
But to be honest, I'm 90% sure she's going to be able to go. Doesn’t mean I'm not going to dress up as Kenny Koala and inconspicuously follow her around all day...
|Stick to the puppy dogs honey|
First kiss, tell me about yours.