Last month, driving Michelle home from work:
"Mom, can I get a motorcycle?"
Errr "No.""Why not?"
"Because they are dangerous and impractical!"TW said I could!"
"Right, I’m so sure she said that. Why do you want one?""If I had a bike this amazing girl at _____ would be SO into me!"
"Michelle, you don’t want a girl who would be so into you if only you had a motorcycle.""HMPH!"
Today on the way to work….
"So, I’ve got a crush on this guy."
"What’s his name? What does he do? Where does he live?""His name is ____. He works at _____. I don’t know where he lives."
"OK why do you have a crush on him?""He’s a musician. He has such a beautiful voice. He sang MY Beatles song to ME!"
"He sang Michelle My Belle? He plays guitar? And he works at ______ and of course he doesn’t go to school, right?""He went to SFCC but he’s a MUSICIAN! And his voiceeeeeeeee!!!!"
"Sighhhhhhhhhh."
Teens and their crushes… sheesh!
I did not say she could have a motorcycle. I am not insane. SCAREY.