There is an emerging trend in my household and I am not sure how to feel about it. Part of me is amused. Part of me is sad. Part of me is frightened to death.
My sons have discovered GIRLS.
A couple of weeks ago I mused about how iCarly had stolen Young Jedi’s heart. At that moment it was funny because he had never had an interest before. In fact, he had repeatedly told me how gross they were. She wasn’t really a threat.
But the mommy gloves are now off. Selena Gomez is now in the picture and he is OBSESSED. Compounded with that is the fact that Tiny Ninja (who is 10) has claimed his long time friend (who shall not be named) is his true love and he is going to marry her.
Both boys are discussing kissing.
And I caught them checking out a naked department store mannequin and giggling obsessively. I’m fairly certain they copped a feel when I wasn’t looking. Oh. My. Lord.
The 10 year old has B.O., the nine year old is kissing pictures of Selena Gomez when he thinks we aren’t looking and both are using the word “hot” to describe females.
WHERE AM I?!!
What happened to those sweet little babies that asked me to marry them and told me I was the prettiest woman in the world? Where are the little toddlers that curled up in my lap and ran their fingers through my hair?
I’ll tell you where they are – watching Selena Gomez and Miranda Cosgrove shake their thing across the television screen.
So what do I do? Hang on for dear life or deal with it and let them find their pre-teen groove?