“Mom, there’s a boy at school that I think might like me. When he’s not trying 
to trip me, he talks to me about sports I know nothing about and tells me jokes that aren’t really funny. I just laugh along anyway because I don’t want to hurt his feelings.” Anna-11
And, so it begins.
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That is priceless! Ok, so tell me, which boy is it? Come on….you can fess up.
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I’ll never tell! 🙂
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Oh my! That’s one smart girl you have there … my daughter never figured out that the boys were so annoying because they liked her. 😉
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I think it was the tripping that was the dead give-away. 8)
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I’ll teach her to memorize every baseball team by division the next time I see her. And I’ll teach her that at 11, it’s really time to start becoming superficial, and she should only use it on the cute ones. It works every time.
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First, you need to teach me! By the way, did you have to keep your shoes on in college?
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