Boy crazy

My daughter is boy crazy.

It cracks me up. She has a rotating schedule of boyfriends - about five or six in her class that are constantly shifting in and out of her current three boyfriend spots (apparently three is her magic number). Now before I start getting comments of the apple not falling far from the tree, I'd like to point out that I certainly don't remember having boyfriends in kindergarten. I remember having boys chase me in elementary school, but can't remember the exact grade it started (nor do I remember doing much of the chasing).

One memory I do have is of liking Brian T in 2nd grade because I remember we had the same favorite song ("Wildfire" by Michael Martin Murphey; BT, remember that song?).

Grace has always liked the boys; never one for just playing with the girls. She's also gotten a little embarrassed with talking about it to Jim. She'll whisper things to me and starts blushing if I bring it up again within earshot of her dad. It's very sweet, but also a little scary. Growing up so fast!

But at least she likes the good boys. When I asked why she likes one of her favorites (Quinn), she said "Because he's really smart. He's the best one at math in the class!"