Tuesday
Nov092010
He's Not Even Real and I Want to Kick His Ass
Her: "I wrote a new song today."
Me: "Oh, really?"
Her: "Yeah, it's called, 'I Kissed You Hard."
Me (after counting the 208 new gray hairs that had spontaneously appeared on my head): "What is it about?"
Her: "It's about how I had a boyfriend and I kissed him hard, but he had to leave and go home to his other girlfriend."
And then I died.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Reader Comments (27)
I'll kick his ass, TOO. Unless he's my son. Then I'll kick his ass twice.
I.....I....
Nope. Nothin'. Speechless.
W....T....F....?
Good thing it wasn't my child. I might have had a stroke.
I have so many questions! Does that mean she was playing "the other woman?" What exactly does "kissing hard" mean to a 4-going-on-16 year old? Wait...I changed my mind, I don't want to know the answer to that one. Most importantly though, WHAT ARE THE LYRICS!?
Uhm, I could tell you how this ends, but I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise. Lets just say, I lived it.
@Carly--I didn't dare ask. I think I'm better off just not knowing. :-/
HAHHA I am sprouting greys just from reading this...
I just spit my coffee. Now I have to change before work. *sigh*
She is a hoot!
Paul was Skye's stepdad in her teenage years. To this day he claims that's why he's bald and his goatee is pure white. I'll second that.
Holy Moley! You're going to need plenty of hair dye. (Hugs)Indigo
Her much older, pretend boyfriend Christopher would never two-time her. Of course, that might be because he doesn't have any idea that he's her much older pretend boyfriend.
I think we need to hear the whole song. Commence videotaping...
too cute!
and horrifying.
yet quite catchy.
at four or five i told mom i was going to marry david in the "synagarden" (he was jewish and i apparently couldn't grasp synagogue, but i knew jewish was different than my catholic religion and i wanted him to enjoy the wedding). she wanted to know why i needed to get married and i said so i could kiss him and sleep with him. i bet she had just about the same reaction as you in this story! (for the record, i really did mean SLEEP...we must have snuggled during nap time at preschool or something.)
OMG. Did she just skip 10 years of her childhood? I'm so thankful my boys are older and that they are boys. Time to get your hair foiled..........LOL.
I blame Katy Perry.
~snicker~ The Howler was about this age, she was already planning the wedding to Tommy Too. (Yes, he's real, and he had no clue he was engaged.) Of course, she's still mad that Tommy Too didn't want to marry her once he found out...and that was 3 years ago now.
She also had the plan, in Kindergarten, that she would marry Tommy Too FIRST, then another boy, then another boy. She said if she planned it right, she "can too" marry 'em all.
Yeah, that caused some serious snacktime Tums for her dad! (I was amazed at her long term planning abilities and could only stare, jaw on the floor, while she prattled on)
I'd be kicking his ass as well. Don't be messing with my girls like that!
This post is the reason that this blog needs to be around for another 20 years!
My youngest daugher (just turned 3) has had a friend at preschool she calls her boyfriend. Her talking about boys doesn't bother me. It's funny. The red flag will be when my oldest daughter, who is 9 now, starts talking about boys. THAT WILL NOT BE FUNNY.
Waaaa!! No dating until she's 30.
I can see Taylor Swift really going at it with "I Kissed Him Hard." Sell the lyrics now and then college tuition is covered.
Wait, did this happen the same day as her walking into class by herself?! Is she trying to give you a coronary?
Teach you to write about her growing up!
(Yeah, I came up with that 10 minutes after I read the post, once I stopped sputtering. Sending you lots and lots of alcohol, honey.)
Oh you are SCREWED!
Wow. I just...
*crickets*
Wow.
And then they turn into teens and you deal with this in real life.
I'll just be over here crying. Thanks.
wait until she asks you if she looks hot! My husband literally popped a blood vessel in his brain on this one (not really, but you know)