I’m not hip with that.
My almost twelve year old twins have just come home and announced to me that they are going out with two equally hormonal, prepubescent boys.
Best friends.
Boys.
Double dating my girls.
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Boy germs.
It wasn’t that long ago that we used to tease each other about boy germs if an offending species of the male variety brushed up against them and now they are ‘going out’ with them.
Apparently, all the twelve year olds have boyfriends.
Oh. My. Gawd.
I turn my back for a second and this happens.
They told me the creatures’ names but I couldn’t hear them. I had planted my fingers firmly in my ears and all I could hear was the thump thump thump of my heart pounding in my chest.
(Not listening, if I can’t hear you, it isn’t so).
I’m mature like that.
My babies.
Have boyfriends.
Oh, I know, it’s not serious boyfriendedness, nothing as concrete as kissing even, at least, not yet… but but but… it’s started and I’m not ready, not ready at all.
While we are on the subject, what is it with the still a fair way off from twelve year old boy, proclaiming his undying love for Bree the girl with the biggest boobs, in 6th grade? (tasteful, hey? Yes, that is why he is going out with her).
Over MSN, for goodness sake!
He’s too young for that kind of stuff. Too young, I tell you!
MSN has now been banned from the kids’ computer.
Whoever thought it was a good idea to have toddlers and teenagers together?
I can’t possibly be expected to cope.
Where’s my corner?
I need to crawl into a small dark space and rock for a while.
I wont tell you of the things I was getting up to with Boyfriends when I was 12 then…..Nothing too serious at 12 but probably enough to make you break out into a sweat at the idea of it……
Oh. My. God. Who are the lousy little buggers? I’ll hunt them down and kill them…
*giggles* then runs away…
xx kim
As long as you can blog from the corner…
Also, 12 is not that far from 13 and 14 and *ahem* the things I got up to then!
But shhhhh.
YIKES!! I knew time had sped up to warp speed! When I was twelve years old (or almost) my best friend and I were still hanging out listening to the radio and playing with Barbie! Those boys better watch out!! Has Dave invested in some baseball bats or shotguns to hide behind the door??? *grin*
Oh it’s scary isn’t it? My sons had girlfriends in Year 6 and I was horrified. Now they’re 14 and 16 and the 16 year old is currently of the opinion that while some girls at school are ‘hot’ (Yikes!), they act so silly they’re too much trouble to bother with at the moment. Phew….
Aww honey… I am glad I have boys!
I met ET when we were 12…..
(my wife, not the alien, for those looking on…)
join me I have a spare rocking chair.
hugs…
Tiff, you need to tell that Veronica to shush her mouth!
Luckily my not far from 12 yr old daughter still thinks boys are yucky despite her friends all now indulging in the boyfriend madness.
I’m not ready either.
God room in that corner for two?
You and me both, girlie. I just don’t know how to handle it!! I think I’m going to pull my hair out!
I’m speechless. I can’t stop that from happening at my house in a few short years. I don’t want that to happen, but I do want that to happen. No I think I’ll hide.
Well, that boy is on the right track and he obviously doesn’t need any help from ME - I am, after all, somewhat expert at assisting young men in the proper technique for assessing young women. Three sons, you know. On the other hand, often heard in the house - “Where did you learn THAT?” “Your FATHER!!??!!” “LOU!!!!!”
I just threw up in my mouth a little.
OMW how scary for you!! Hope you banned Skype and the other chatty things too then
Just MSN being banned is not going to stop them.
Boy am I glad I have boys. They grow up way too fast don’t they.
*gaffaw* stock up on wine.
My girls took pity on me and didn’t have their first boyfriends until
I’d been locked in the cupboardthey were 18.My eldest had her first boyfriend at age 5. She missed a few days at school due to mumps and when I went in to exchange her reader for the next level, E****** wanted to know when T was coming back. He said “I miss her, because I love her”. I replied,” well thank you E, we love her too”. E said, quite firmly, “No, I LOVE her”. It was cute then, not so cute a few years later. She’s in the same boat herself now with a 14 year old daughter of her own. I think it’s sweet that your girls are taking baby steps, but I don’t think you need to worry too much. you’ve raised them well and they’re not likely to “go off the deep end”.
Aaacckkk!! I’m with you… can’t hear you, can’t hear you… LALALALALALALALALALALALA!!!!!!!!!
Oh my. Good luck.