Valentine’s Day may be a few days past, but testosterone is still in the air.
Did I say testosterone?
I meant to say, love.
Truly.
At any rate, my two boys have been in full-throttle paramour mode, with the unfettered spirit of Valentine’s Day lingering.
The younger one bashfully leaving anonymous gifts of stuffed animals and chocolate to a special someone before sprinting off in the opposite direction.
The older one brazenly standing outside, waiting for the bus, come hell or hypothermia.
One gifting with presents.
The other gifting with presence.
One shy.
One bold.
Very bold.
With his less-than-subtle, sudden need for fresh air on a rainy, 35-degree morning, it leaves little question to the motives of Romeo Number One.
Every day before and after school, this child stands outside at the bus stop.
Did I mention he doesn’t even ride the bus?
Let me tell ya, this boy has quite the collection of girls.
One minute, he’s going out for ice cream and a movie with one girl.
The next thing I know, he’s talking on the phone for hours…
With a different girl.
And then the next day, he’s eagerly waiting to escort yet another girl to/from the bus stop.
It’s good to have options, right?
Meanwhile, he avidly avoids Stalker Girl, who freaks the hell out of him with her steady stream of obsessively psychotic texts throughout the day.
But getting back to my sweet younger son.
Romeo Number 2 spent the day before Valentine’s Day freaking out over whether to get a card or gift for a certain girl that he thinks he likes.
Did I mention that she used to like him…
Back when he didn’t think he liked her very much?
That’s right.
She liked him first when he didn’t know if he liked her.
And now he likes her.
He thinks.
Which left him with a dilemma.
To buy a card or not to buy?
Or get a gift or give her nothing?
To tell, or not to tell?
Torn between craving the glorious attention…
Or hiding under his desk like a turtle retracting into its shell.
The joys of girl trouble and tween issues.
It’s soooo complicated.
Both of my boys spend hours each morning in front of the mirror like mini Adonises, getting their hair just right…
All while protesting showers and forgetting to put on deodorant.
Ah, the sweetness of childhood amour.
Paired up with the joy of adolescence, it’s a sure recipe for…
Well…something.
Love?
Romance?
Stinky love?
As in Love Stinks, that song from The Wedding Singer?
Except I highly doubt Adam Sandler was singing about adolescent hygiene.
Teenage lust.
Isn’t it great?
Oh, but it gets better!
Romeo Number One will soon be trying out for School Mascot!
Which is technically part of the school’s Spirit Team.
Which means being part of the Cheerleading Squad.
As in, being the only guy among all those cheerleaders.
Coincidence?
I think not.
Love is still in the air, and my two Romeos are on the loose.
Perhaps we ought to move to Utah and start a polygamist colony…
Miss those days when innocence used to be in the air with romance around the corner…
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Oh, so do I! The innocence of youth is such a beautiful, yet fleeting, joy…
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Hahaha I’m 18 so I remember those days like it was yesterday (lol because for boys in my class it was!) #teenagerlove
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Haha! Yeah, I imagine you do indeed remember it like it was just yesterday. 😄
Gotta love young love!
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Haha! Puberty – what fun and confusion. However, girls are worse. Your boys sound adorable. I hope they had a wonderful Valentine’s day, after all, that. 🙂 ❤
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Thank you! 💗 I adore my sweet little monsters. When they’re not clobbering each other, they are extremely compassionate and generous. 😛
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What happened to the good old days when throwing a rock (and successfully hitting the girl) meant you were interested in dating? 🙂
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Times have definitely changed! If only childhood crushes were still so simple. Affectionately tossing rocks at others on the school playground is most likely now considered assault and grounds for immediate expulsion. This is evidently why, as a parent, I found myself wandering a grocery store with an highly stressed child the evening before Valentine’s Day, searching for an acceptable gift. For him to give a girl, not to throw at her. 😛
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Oh, Honey…you have Romeos. I did too and now they’re both in their 30’s and just getting around to getting married. Maybe. I still get calls and drop-in visits from lovelorn ex-girlfriends asking me what went wrong. I’m thinking of getting an unlisted address.
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Oh my goodness! That’s crazy! I guess that’s something for me to look forward to… 😬
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Someday I’ll tell you about my youngest and his tests for girls.
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Ooh, I am intrigued. Do tell! 😄
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I think it’s going to be a post and I’ll credit you with giving me the idea to write it!
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Oh yeah! Can’t wait to read it! 😀
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Your romeo#2 is sweeet! 😊
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He is adorably sweet…especially when it comes to girls! 🙂
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This is so lovely! ♥
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Thank you! 😊
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I too always seemed to have a lot of girls around me in my teen years. Unfortunately, they were my four younger sisters….
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That’s too funny! 😜
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My oh my, this is so darling. It is also wonderful to see these little romeos as they grow and learn with their experiences. I very much enjoyed reading this, also I look forward to reading more of your work! 🙂
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Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed. It’s great to have you here! 😊
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The Teen Years – a trial of tribulation, testosterone and tears.
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All too true. Oh, and such lovely alliteration! 😄
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Your son trying out for the mascot job is a genius!
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I think he is genuinely interested in being the mascot, but that right there is definitely an enormous perk. 😝
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That is adorbs. ❤ I have 12yo Romeo, too, who keeps grinning over his latest crush. So cute at this stage!
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Childhood crushes are so cute and sweet in their innocence. 😊
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I love the fact they are meticulously working their hairdos in the mirror but don’t have an awareness if they don’t smell at least neutral these players aren’t going to get within ten yards of the objects of their affection. Always good to have options. Utah will be there if you need it.
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Oh, these boys are frequently asking each other if they “reek,” so the awareness is definitely there, albeit selectively.
While Utah has never been on my radar for places I’d like to live, it’ll serve just fine as a backup (a.k.a. Plan B). 😝
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Awwww 😻😻😻
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I’m sure you’ve taught them respect for women so they will eventually come out the other end … just no known time frame for when.
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These boys of mine are definitely sweet, caring, and compassionate…if also a tad bit on the crazy side. 😜
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It reminded me of my son growing up. 😊 Girrrl…it sounds like it’s just the beginning. Buckle up for the ride. Lol.
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Oh boy. 😬
Well, I am always up for an adventure. 😝
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One of my friends has a boy child in the first grade who attracts girls like a magnet. He doesn’t solicit the attention, but he has cow-brown eyes and long lashes that are plainly irresistible. Maybe your sons are the same? Good luck taming the testosterone. 🙂
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Oh yes, irresistible charm is definitely a factor. 😛
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I laughed so hard. It must be so confusing to be a hormonal boy. Lol!
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They say the middle school years are the hardest, and for good reason! 😜
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My daughter is in middle school but has minimal interest in boys so far. Hope it holds till high school at least. hahaha
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Oh, lucky you! Fingers crossed you can enjoy that drama-free period for a while longer. 😄
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Yes.😀
Although last year my son came home from kindergarten saying he had one girl he called his love and the other he called his girlfriend. The teacher told me he wasn’t doing his work and she asked him why he kept staring at the girls. He said, “They’re so beautiful..” Hahaha
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Haha! Boys are definitely charmers, even from an early age. Both of mine always seemed to have girlfriends, even way in preschool. One day when I picked my youngest up from preschool, he was sitting very comfortably in a girl’s lap. 😝
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That’s so funny! 😂
Seems they either love the girls or think they’re disgusting. Haha
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So true! There’s simply no in between… 😝
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Fun and wild teenage years😊
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Indeed. 😝
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