Mom, we can have this conversation, but you can’t look at me. Just….look at the TV, ok?
And that was how Bug and I started the conversation about his very first kiss. Which hadn’t happened as of last night and that conversation we had where we weren’t looking at each other, but most likely has happened by the time this post is up and you’re reading it.
He informed me that he’s going to do it. He’s going to kiss his girlfriend today. He’s got a plan.
Yes, Mom. A plan.
And really, it’s a brilliantly simple plan. After school, he’s going to take her around the building to somewhere there are no teachers (Because PDA will get me in trouble at school, Mom)….and kiss her. Simple. His brother agreed; it was a pretty good plan.
When asked if he was sure, was he really ready for this since he hadn’t been comfortable with the idea with previous girlfriends, he assured me he was. As long as he could get her around the corner where no one was at.
Because really, Mom…I just don’t want to do this with everyone watching.
So it was set. He had it all planned out. This first kiss thing should go off without a hitch. Until this morning….
Just one last question, Mom. How, exactly, do you kiss a girl?
To my credit, I recovered quickly. I’m not even sure he was aware of just how big a loop he just threw me for. But all of those recovery brownie points go flying out the window in the face of what I told him. Because, really…I have no idea how to kiss a girl. And I don’t remember agonizing over how to kiss a boy, either. So I told him it would probably be a lot like kissing me, except on the lips; and that he could practice on his hand a couple of times. Oh, and don’t pucker up like a fish.
If I wasn’t so sure that once it’s started kissing becomes fairly natural, I’d really worry that I’d just completely doomed him to a kiss-less lifetime. As it is, I have to hope that it goes smoothly enough to not leave him distracted. He’s planning on doing this right before tryouts for the school baseball team today.
I’m still not sure what I was wishing him good luck on as I backed out of the driveway….the kiss, or tryouts.