boy crazy

My youngest daughter started high school this week. The #1 response to all my questions to her about the first week of school is there's so many hot guys, Mom.

Then I get to hear her dilemma about who's cuter, Taylor or Tyler, and how she can't decide which one to go out with because she likes them both and doesn't want to hurt either one's feelings. (Oh, if she only knew that this struggle will present itself about a hundred more times!)

It all makes me cringe a little inside, but I try not to show my fear. I have to have faith in her. She is really excited about school nd this new chapter in her life. She wants to be good and make me proud. And I am truly grateful that she feels comfortable enough to talk to me about boys.

No need to be alarmed at her admiration for the other sex. She is a teenager now, and she is my daughter. As they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

apples of my eye

Both my daughters have boyfriends and I'm cool with that. Maria is 17 and Christie is 13. Frankly, this house runs a lot smoother when everyone has a man (or boy!) to smile about. Skews the hormones from major attitude to happiness which is a big relief in a house of 3 women. We also go through a helluva lot of toilet paper, but that's another story.

Rob's daughter Jennifer is 14 and has had boyfriend adventures for a couple years now, so we often compare notes. We also tease each other about what these young ladies are doing with their boyfriends. I've never fretted over Maria's relationships because we've talked openly about sex since she was a wee one. I never overreact to what she tells me, nor do I condemn her for her actions, because they really have been responsible.

But it was only recently that my baby Christie started referring to her boyfriend as buff, hot, and mentioned how they stare into each others' eyes. O...K...

When I related this to Rob he laughed at me and said, well the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, does it? Was this supposed to make me feel better? Considering I was only a year older than she is now when I lost my virginity, I have some concerns. Also because Christie and I are like 2 peas in a pod. She looks like me, acts like I did at that age (and a little even now), and has some of the same weaknesses as I did/do. So what's a mama to do?