Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Ignore Him

We were debriefing in the car after school yesterday when Daisy announced, "There's a boy named Nick in my class who likes me, Mom! Isn't that a coincidence? Grandpa knew a guy named Nick . . . and you did . . . and now me."

I'm not sure Grandpa was talking about a boy named Nick in his insult rhyme, but YOU MAY NOT tell that kid he's a nut with a big, fat butt!

"I won't!"

Promise me!

"I promise!" Daisy was cracking up when I was making her promise because she's not likely to try out "Nick is a nut." She didn't inherit my naturally aloof nature, providing the proper amount of detachment and cluelessness necessary to be unintentionally harsh at times. Daisy's 4th grade teacher said recently that I should be proud of how sweet and considerate my daughter is in class; she called her a model of kindness.

I asked Daisy how she knew this Nick character like-liked her.

"Because there's this song called Gangnam Style . . . "

Oh no.

"And Nick was singing a part from the song that says, 'hey sexy lady!' while he looked at me and nodded his head and smiled. And a girl in class asked him if he liked me, and he said, 'Yeah, I like her. She's sexy.' And then the girl told me what he said at recess."

What do you think he meant by that?

"I know, right? I don't know! It was so awkward!"

Have I met this kid? What does he look like?

"Well, he has anger management issues. He has brown hair and picks his nose in class and has buck teeth."

Wow, he doesn't sound that great. Don't try to help him with the anger issues. He needs to fix those himself.

"Yeah, it's really weird. I was his friend for a few months, and he never seemed angry at school. And now he gets angry all the time."

Ignore him.


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