Next Stop, Adolescence
Life as I know it has officially changed forever. Girls have started calling my house, wanting to talk to Opie.
Not "Hi, this is Molly, may I please speak to Opie about our math homework?" No siree, Bob. These are the "May I speak to Opie? This is his one true love" phone calls. Brazen little hussies.
I was stunned Thursday night when the first one came in from a private number. So stunned, in fact, that I gave him the phone. The side of the conversation I could hear went something like this:
Opie: Hello? (pause) Who is this? (pause) (starts to blush) WHO? (long pause) Aw, no way. Cut it out! (bright red blush) (long pause) I don't THINK SO! (hands the phone to me as if it's a snake and runs to the other room)
I asked him who it was, and he refused to talk about it. Seriously, he told me, "I don't wanna talk about it, Mom!" Then he blushed even more.
She called again yesterday afternoon. I told her Opie wasn't available and asked if I could take a message. She wanted to know if I could ask him if he would go on a date with her. I told her that no, he would not be going on a date with her. That he's too young to date. She giggled and said that he wasn't. I told her goodbye and hung up. My normally nosy oldest son (who had listened to the whole thing) just blushed, without asking who was on the phone. That tells me that he knew it was for him, but didn't want to go there.
*SIGH*
He's not ready for this, obviously.
Obviously, neither am I.
Not "Hi, this is Molly, may I please speak to Opie about our math homework?" No siree, Bob. These are the "May I speak to Opie? This is his one true love" phone calls. Brazen little hussies.
I was stunned Thursday night when the first one came in from a private number. So stunned, in fact, that I gave him the phone. The side of the conversation I could hear went something like this:
Opie: Hello? (pause) Who is this? (pause) (starts to blush) WHO? (long pause) Aw, no way. Cut it out! (bright red blush) (long pause) I don't THINK SO! (hands the phone to me as if it's a snake and runs to the other room)
I asked him who it was, and he refused to talk about it. Seriously, he told me, "I don't wanna talk about it, Mom!" Then he blushed even more.
She called again yesterday afternoon. I told her Opie wasn't available and asked if I could take a message. She wanted to know if I could ask him if he would go on a date with her. I told her that no, he would not be going on a date with her. That he's too young to date. She giggled and said that he wasn't. I told her goodbye and hung up. My normally nosy oldest son (who had listened to the whole thing) just blushed, without asking who was on the phone. That tells me that he knew it was for him, but didn't want to go there.
*SIGH*
He's not ready for this, obviously.
Obviously, neither am I.