A boy with a crush
There's a boy at Olivia's summer program. He has a crush on her.
She told me so, and it just so happened I got to drop her off and hang out with the class for a while, so I got to chat up the kids, including this one, Kai.
He is adorable. He kept buzzing around her. And he was so sweet to me, too.
He had a Darth Vader backpack and a little piece of vinyl ripped off, so he held forth this valuable piece of Star Wars material and said to me, "Here. Do you want this?"
"I'm good, thanks," I smiled, amused at the meaning this little gift held.
As an alternate gesture, he gave me a little drawing of a fish that he cut out. "I'm not going to use this in my painting. Do you want this?"
"I would love it," I said.
I went to show the kids pictures of our dog on my phone. Not knowing tech etiquette, their little fast fingers reached forward to the phone in my hands and started swiping to see more pictures.
I had a photo of Olivia crashed out on the bed in a swim suit. I retracted the phone quickly lest she get embarrassed. (See blog about her hypersensitive embarrassment stage.)
Kai said, "Is that Olivia in her underwear?"
"No," I said, and paid attention to the other kids trying to talk to me all at once. Kai was persistent in getting the why of that picture.
Finally I answered, "She was so tired after the beach she fell asleep on her bed." And he wanted to see the photo of her in a bikini again.
Boys. It starts so young.
On the other hand, there is a second Kai, and he gives Olivia his chocolate-covered mushroom cookies every day for snack. I was sure that meant he liked her, too, but she said no.
"Who gives their chocolate mushrooms away? Nobody!" I insisted. But I was wrong.
When I met Kai #2, he confirmed he doesn't like the snack his mother packs him but he likes making his friends happy. I could tell he was truthful.
So after all this, I learned to respect my kid's intuition. She's going to be OK, this one. She knows what's going on.