My first grade daughter (remaining nameless to protect the innocent) has decided to have a “love contest”(spelled 'cotist' above). Uh-huh. And not “love” either – it was pronounced “looove”.
She is making cards, setting up judging criteria and creating invitations.
The basic premise is that the boys stand in a circle around GraceAva- oh, the nameless student, who will then take her time carefully assessing each ‘candidate’. “I will have to look very close to them and, um and think in my head and thing which one I am going to have for my love.” (Note: A boy Romy is a strong candidate, the nameless 1 st grader has a long history with him – Kindergarten and now 1 st grade.)
The entire afternoon had been spent strategizing how first
recess is going to go… (the lads have been divided into two
catagories - there is some processes that determines their
worthiness for 1st recess vs. 2nd recess.)
The panic started when I saw the invitations…
“I lik you”
What are they teaching at school!? What happened to sneaking a kiss behind the backstop? Tittering madly about the girl who got to first base? How about simply waiting till MIDDLE SCHOOL for goodness sakes!!
She’s licking boys!?
AAugh!
“No, Mooom, (insert eye roll & “duh”) it says ‘I LIKE you’”
True love at recess? No problem.
Licking? Anti-anxiety meds.
I’ll have my cocktail now.
