When I was in first grade, I thought about books featuring Dick and Jane, jumping rope, and probably the Smurfs or some other little kid nonsense.
Alexis thinks about boys.
I don't know what the deal is, but for some reason, her entire class missed the memo that girls have cooties and boys are stinky. Rather than finely tuning their wall flower skills, they do things like HAVE BOYFRIENDS AND GIRLFRIENDS.
Seriously.
Alexis can list every kid in her class and who they like and/or are dating. There is exactly one exception to the nonsense, and that is her.
Allegedly.
I say "allegedly" because it's a little suspicious that everyone else is "dating" and she isn't, especially when I very recently noticed her staring at a little boy at the zoo. When I leaned over and said "he's cute" to her, she turned a shade of red that normally only exists in the produce section of the grocery store.
The part of her story that leads me to believe she is telling the truth is the part where she told me about how there is a boy that likes her.
A FOURTH GRADER. WHO LIKES MY FIRST GRADER. CAN I GET A WHAAAAA? PLEASE?
Also, a cookie. I should get a cookie because I have not hunted this cradle robber down and put the fear of the mom stare into his heart.
ANYWAY. Alexis says he likes her, but she doesn't like him because "he was a jerk" to one of her friends. He made fun of the other girl's hair and said that her clothes are ugly, which is apparently reason enough for Alexis to deem you unworthy of her everything.
That's my girl.
Now if only I could convince her that every boy is a jerk because I am REALLY not ready for this whole "boys are cute" thing.
Kittens. Kittens are cute. Let's stick to them, mmkay?
