Kathy Tofflemire, Published September 15 2009
Parenting Perspectives: Youngest grandson a big hit with girlsYoung love – we’re talking really young love here – is sweet.
My younger, towheaded grandson was the Romeo of preschool and kindergarten. In preschool he had two little girls fighting over which one was going to marry him. In kindergarten, he had three female admirers, all with names beginning with “M.”
He would smile shyly when adults asked him how many “girlfriends” he had and lose his cool when his older brother brought up the subject.
The mother of one of the three told my daughter how upset her little girl was when a rearrangement of students took her away from my grandson’s table.
His kindergarten teacher said he was well-liked because he was nice to everybody. A Forum
co-worker commented that little girls like the nice boys, not the mean ones.
I guess it’s only later that girls are often attracted to the bad boys.
My grandson was initially disappointed upon entering first grade to find that none of the three girls were in his class. In fact, all of his close friends were now in other classrooms. His mother and I told him he would make new friends.
He likes his teacher, and the members of the trio chase their heartthrob around at recess, so, as my co-worker said, all is right with the world again.
My daughter says he usually plays with the girls at day care, much to the chagrin of his brother. However, she points out, that often keeps him out of trouble, unlike the rest of the rambunctious boys.
And he invited more girls than boys to his birthday party last weekend.
My older grandson at
10-and-a-half years old has no interest in girls. His focus right now is football.
At one of his recent games, in Glyndon, Minn., his little brother was soon off playing with a couple of girls.
“Does he know them?” I asked my daughter.
He’s just a mini chick magnet, I guess. He could be worse things. It will be interesting to see if this continues through his life. I hope he grows up to like women, and I don’t mean that in any romantic sense.
My daughter says she doesn’t remember having any grade-school boyfriends. She made up for that later.
I vaguely recall those days in elementary school. In first or second grade, I traded “love letters” in crayon with a red-haired, freckle-faced boy named Stewart.
I wonder whatever happened to him.
Kathy Tofflemire is a copy editor at The Forum. Readers can reach her at (701) 241-5514 or firstname.lastname@example.org