Maddie has a crush on a boy in her first grade classroom. His name is Nick, but don’t tell anyone because it’s a secret.
When Maddie first told me about her crush, I didn’t know what to say. I think she is far too young to be talking about crushes or boys, but I didn’t say so out loud. I didn’t want to discourage her from talking to me about these kinds of things, or any kinds of things for that matter. Someday – when she’s much, much older – we’ll need to be able to talk about boys. But not now. Not yet.
What I didn’t know then was that Maddie was going to keep talking about Nick. A lot. She talks about how Nick sat across from her at lunch and how Nick was in her math group and how Nick is in art club and Nick this and Nick that and Nick, Nick, Nick. I still don’t know what to say, so I just nod and smile and offer a non-committal “Oh, yeah?”
Maddie hasn’t yet noticed that I don’t have much to say.
“Mom, I had to help Nick spell a word today. He needed help and he asked me,” she tells me after school.
“Oh, yeah?” I say.
“Yep!” she replies enthusiastically.
I nod. I sorta smile but not really.
Don’t worry, though. Someday – when she’s much, much older – I’ll know exactly what to say.