Monday, 19 April 2010

My Daughter has a Boyfriend

My daughter, who is 7, came home from school just before the Easter holidays and shyly announced that she had a proper boyfriend.

My husband and I were not totally surprised - Heather has always got on well with boys, she married Dan (Tara at Stickyfingers son) at nursery - no seriously, there are wedding photo's go here to see them, and they have maintained a steady and rather lovely friendship since then.

There has also been the off and on again relationship with Euan who goes to the same child-minder - we DO NOT talk about the Valentine Disco debacle! (In brief, Euan said he would dance but then when all his friends were there he wouldn't...1st life lesson in men learnt 14.02.2010)

But now, this is different, this one is a 'proper' boyfriend.

I could see my husbands eye start to twitch and he was off to get the boyfriend hitting stick from the hall (seriously - it has been there since I gave birth to a girl).

So to diffuse the situation I thought I would ask some probing, not very subtle questions (I can work on this for when she is older)

Me: So, who is this boy from school (I am now going to use a fake name to protect the innocent).
Heather: George.
Me: Really. and why do you like George (inside, I have died a bit as 'George' is the frigging naughtiest boy in her year and has previously shown his affection by mild physical violence and low level bullying)
Heather: Because he is captain of the football team
(In my head - Oh f**k I have reared a WAG - so much for working full time to create a positive and strong female role model)
Me: (scared of response but desperately plodding on) But that can't be the only reason?
Heather: Sometimes he picks me to be on his team (smiles beatifically)
Me: Oh that's great then. (What else could I say...she caught me off guard..doh!)

Husband in background still hasn't placed which child is George (this is good, because later that night I explain who he is properly, and there is talk of him - going to 'have a word' - OMG).

Anyway, a couple of days later I say..everso casually. So how is it going with George?
Oh, he's not my boyfriend any more, says she.
Oh, I am sorry what happened.
I don't want him to be my boyfriend
Oh, OK then.

And that was all I could get out of her - SHE IS SEVEN - HELP!!!!!!!!!

Here she is looking like a seven year old..long may it last.

The Gallery - Shoes (and 5 of the Deadlies)

Being a bit naughty and re-issuing an old Gallery entry as it is so fitting for this weeks Gallery. 

This week for week 8 of The Gallery Tara at Stickyfingers has set us the impossibly tricky task of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Well, I have spent the weekend mulling on this. I took pictures of my daughters with ice cream on their faces, of all the food we had for a BBQ, but none of it felt right. Then I had a moment of clarity.

So with my photo you will see what I lust after, what I am greedy about, what I envy, what I have pride in and finally what I wear when I am slothful. (5 out of 7 is not bad!)

It is all about ......


These are all my shoes, except I am missing out a pair of high heeled slingbacks, a pair of green wellies, 2 pairs of black boots, and one pair of pretend Uggs. All in all, 42 pairs of shoes. (which I only found out today)

I Lust after shoes and they can make me lustful, I nearly took a photo of a woman a work the other day because of her shoes, but I didn't want to make her nervous.
Shoes alter my mood, I wear certain shoes to give me confidence and Pride in my appearance. 
Clearly, I don't need 42 pairs of shoes. I am Greedy when it comes to shoes. 
I Envy others shoes  - on my 'before I die list' I need, want, lust after, a pair of Manolo Blaniks. Similarly, Divina Mccall, has great shoes, I envy her shoes, she has some red soled stiletto's that I would do pretty much anything for.
I have shoes to slob about in when I am Slothful. To be honest I have shoes for most occasions and they hold special and some of my favourite memories. 

These are what I wore on my Wedding day (I wore other stuff too, wedding dress all have very dirty minds!!!). Worn once because when else do you wear white boots - I will never throw these away.

These were brought and worn for my daughters Christening - Happy day with family and friends
These were my 'go to' clubbing shoes - those bad boys have six inch heels but are remarkably comfortable. I have danced all night in these. 
The not so, go to clubbing shoes, hurt like hell and probably made me look like a pole dancer but kinda of loved the sleazy glamour of them
My black suede work shoes, comfortable but gave me an additional 3.5 inches
Great shoes for a short gal.
Holiday shoes, we all have a pair - these were brought in Corfu in 1994 (dear lord they are 16 years old...I am so old!)
Speaking of old, I brought these for this year's work Christmas party - Mutton, lamb...enough said.
And finally....
These are my Croc flippy flops. I was a doubter of Croc's, but I accidently brought my daughters some at an airport (long story) - then I got shoe envy and now I have three pairs and they are both on their second pair. They are so comfy and so easy to be slothful in. I am now a Croc's disciple. My feet need comfort if I am going to wear stupid shoes to work parties!

And there is my attempt at the 7 deadly sins. I am really looking forward to what everyone else has done.

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