Tonight I had a heart to heart with my 7 year old son, consisting of girl talk. The kind of girl talk where I ask him who he thinks is pretty…yadda yadda. The answer I received tonight warmed my heart and made me so proud, with a big side of the giggles.
Me: Do you have a gf?
J:No! but armando has like six!
Me:Oh? Do they kiss?
J:No!!
Me: Have you asked anybody to be your girlfriend?
J:No!!
Me: Why not?
J:Cause!! I’m not gonna have a girlfriend until I’m in college! Or have a job!
Me:How come?
J:Cause! I’m not gonna be like Armando and having to keep that many girls happy. I’d rather just have good grades and play sports.
Ahahhahahahhhah! 7 years old and he already has relationships figured out fundamentally. I’ve done well on that one.
What I AM concerned about is why Armando feels the need to hoard all the second grade girls. I guess I didn’t realize they taught “The Art of Pimping” this early. More importantly, do these girls know about Latino men already? I mean, I’m thinking that “sharing” has been very well instilled in our young, a little too well….then again, maybe not well enough, in Armando’s case.
When did it become playground acceptable to have more than one girlfriend/boyfriend? Let’s not forget that getting to second base probably means just that, since they probably couldn’t comprehend the analogy to much more than a game of kickball. I am just floored by this bit of information tonight and I’m not sure what to think of it. I do know that I am uber-proud of my boy and the priorities he has set for himself. Though in a few years, I’m sure the little LadyKiller will have rearranged his.
Care to weigh in?
imafaker 
How does Armando know which girls to sit next to? Maybe there’s a rotation.
There IS a day schedule of 1-4, plus days 1 and 2 have an A and B for a total of 6, so maybe you’re right and he goes by that. One can only assume.
Holy cow, this must be the new new-math!
I never even got the new-math. There are definitely days when I need a calculator to figure out 2nd grade.
What always astounded me was the children who couldn’t remember to tie their shoes or brush their teeth without prompting kept track of which day it was and what they were doing without any thought at all.