And Then…It Happened


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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?”

Ava: “Yes.”

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.

Game Over.

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6 Responses to And Then…It Happened

  1. Oh, NOOOOO! Not the dreaded eye roll!!

  2. Amber says:

    I cna’t even inmagine that little princess rolling her eyes! She is growing up too fast.

  3. ashley says:

    At four? Oh, man. My Ava will be four in about 6 months. Geez.

  4. kcalland says:

    That. Is. Awesome.

    As the mother of a teenage girl all I can say is welcome and please make yourself at home because you are going to be here a very, very long time.

    🙂

  5. mandy says:

    Well, at least with the “eye-roll” you know they’re still paying attention. That’s much better than the “eyes-glazed-over-blank-stare” that I am growing accustomed to.

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