Pin It A few weeks before Christmas break, it was my daughter's turn to have her Student Spotlight. We showed the kids in her class the pictures on the poster we'd made, and read her favorite book, and then it was time for the children to ask her questions.
A little boy raised his hand and my daughter called on him.
He smiled up at her. "Who is your favorite boyfriend at this school?"
"Dillon," the teacher said in a warning tone. "You can't ask that kind of question."
He glared at her. "Fine."
He looked at Sarah again. "Who is your favorite boyfriend in this CLASS?"
She responded, "I can't have a boyfriend until I'm 16."
Score one for brainwashing.
Since then I've heard all about which boys want her to come play with them, which boys want her to be their girlfriend, which boys protect her from the other boys that want to kiss her. She is in FIRST GRADE. This cannot be normal. Is it?
Last night, in spite of the excessive amount of romance that seems to be percolating in her brain, we took them to see Enchanted. I don't know what was better - the movie, or watching my daughters watch the movie. They were enthralled. Sarah was so overcome by the romance of it all that she kept kicking her feet and squealing and covering her face. Like her mother.
Tonight after we downloaded some of the soundtrack songs and danced around the living room, she told me that Ian, a boy in her class, is the "love of her life." And then she sang along to True Love's Kiss, giggling.
P.S. I'm guest posting over at Segullah today, if you'd like to read about my first kiss.