On the way home from Tae Kwon Do last night, the oldest began telling me about the drama going on in her classroom. It started with a tidbit about her table partner who couldn’t find anything and how she helped her organize her stuff, but ended with how one of the boys keeps asking her out.
This boy is a year younger than the oldest. The classes at their school are mixed meaning they have K/1, 2/3, and 4/5 rooms. He has been obsessed with her since he was a kindergarten kid in her K/1 class. We knew about it back then, but I guess this obsession has not waned. He is now convinced they should “go out” and asks her hundreds of times during class. One of my oldest’s best friend finally got sick of hearing it and told the teacher who warned him to stop or she will bring his mom into the discussion. I guess he is just now quieter about it.
When asking my daughters what “going out” means, I received some interesting answers. My oldest said it was when a boy takes you to a movie. My youngest said it is when a boy comes over, takes you to the movie, then you go back to your house. I had to resist asking what happens when you go back the your house. 🙂
I suggested to my oldest that maybe she asks the boy what it means to “go out”. While Disney and other companies are trying to make little pre-teens out of girls starting at the age of 5 now, I thought it might be interesting to see what this boy would say. I suspect it is a “hang out at recess and tell everyone we’re ‘going out’ ” sort of answer.
I don’t get the impression that my older daughter is feeling harassed by this kid. She just rolls her eyes at him and chastises him about his “liking” all of the girls except one. And that one girl, according to her, is very nice and shouldn’t be left out. I may suggest to leverage the fact he is also a Tae Kwon Do student. She could tell him that she can’t “go out” with anyone that is a lower belt than she is. His mom has him in Tae Kwon Do to help with his discipline and self-control, so maybe the extra motivator wouldn’t hurt.
But, unfortunately for the Hubby, the boys have found his daughter. Sorry, honey, but I knew this day would come. I guess it’s time to train Harry to keep the boys away from her but, then again, Bob is good at getting in the middle of situations …. so maybe he would be the better dog. I know you wanted a Rottweiler for this situation, but I don’t think we have the space for another animal in the house.