I don't think I've mentioned here that Riley has a boyfriend. Yes, at the ripe old age of nine.
She told me about it a while back when we had some time alone. She had a crush on this boy because he likes to play the same games as her. They got together because she told a friend that she liked him, and next thing you know, they're boyfriend and girlfriend.
I didn't know how to feel about it at first, but the more she told me, the more I relaxed. They mostly just hold hands and hang out together. It will most likely fizzle out as soon as they start school, but we'll see.
She's cracking me up, though, in the meantime. First, she was scheduling her time between him and her "gals," as she calls her group of friends. The first few weeks, I heard a lot about how great he is.
Then last week, when her BF didn't come to the club on Friday, she told me she felt "freeee!" Last night, after she'd talked to him a couple of times, she chose not to call him back when he called at dinnertime. Today, she decided to go on a field trip so she could spend a little more time apart from him.I asked her if maybe she wants to break up with him, but she said no, she still really likes him. She just needs her space.
Last week, I mentioned to Sylvia that she might meet a boy when she starts her play. Her response: "just because Riley has a boyfriend doesn't mean I have to have one." No, it certainly doesn't. I couldn't agree more!
Sylvia had her first boyfriend in 5th grade. Then, when he let her take the fall for passing notes in class, she told me that it was "so over." No boy has seemed worth it to her since.
I don't know how much of value I have to offer them when it comes to relationships, but I'm glad that they're at least sharing their thoughts and feelings about it with me.