I am the father of a 4-year old girl. I have watched her learn to scoot across the floor (she never did crawl). I have seen her take her first steps. I have watched as she has grown from an infant into the beautiful little girl that she is today. She dresses herself (and very well, I might add). She loves the Disney Princesses. She enjoys playing make-believe with her dolls. She likes painting my toenails and she always gives me a big hug and kisses before bedtime.
She is the light of my life. And today was the start of something brand new that I am sure I will be seeing for many years to come. We were having a conversation in the car about a boy in her class. I began to tease her a little about it.
Me: “Did you do works with “Billy” today, Ava?”
Ava: “Yes. He helped me with the buttons and I did the zippers. He isn’t good at zippers though.”
Me: “So is “Billy” one of your friends at school?”
Ava: “Yes. We play together sometimes and he likes to follow me around.”
Me: ” So he likes you then?”
Me: “Is he your boyfriend?”
And then it happened…
For the first time in her life (that I have seen), she rolled her eyes at me.