The Ice has just started public school and his first school dance was a week or so ago. In order to get ready, he got his ear pierced, then we had to shop for the perfect shade of green hair dye (Green Grind, by Color Fiend, available at Hot Topic).
When I asked him if he was going to ask a girl to the dance, he sighed and explained his problem. Apparently there are (were — this was more than a week ago, and things move quickly in middle school land) FIVE girls who like him, and he didn’t want to risk offending any of them.
“So what are you gonna do??” I inquired.
“I’m just gonna go by myself and talk to all of them,” he told me.
“Okay, but I don’t know if that will work. You may be in for a rough day after,” I said.
But he seemed willing to take the risk.
And it worked! They all came, they all loved his hair (don’t think they noticed his earring), and he talked with each of them. He even danced the Cupid Shuffle, he said, and it went great.
I can’t tell you how relieved I feel.