I hesitate to write this because before it was my child, I would roll my eyes at such stories and think that the projections that adults placed on the innocent relationships of children was strange and creepy. Please understand this is all in good fun, and I realize that it is just sweet innocent kid stuff – even if the title is from a Motley Crue song that is anything but innocent (what can I say, I loved butt rock and hair bands in my high school days.)
It started the week before winter break. First it was the email from Anna’s* mom asking if Cody would mind being the only boy invited to her daughter’s birthday party. Apparently Anna has a little crush on him. Not only does she talk about him to her parents a lot but Anna has also been concerned about Cody’s leg. Cody wears an orthotic on his right leg and she was worried that it hurt him. I told Anna’s mom that it does not hurt but some kids on the bus referred to it as his robot leg and that did hurt. Cody prefers to call it his helper leg. Anna was quite distraught when she heard about the robot leg comment and told her mom that there was no way she would let kids talk about Cody’s leg like that. I think I like this Anna girl.
Tomorrow is Anna’s birthday party. It is a cupcake decorating party held at one of those small specialty bakeries that just do cupcakes. All thirteen girls in his class are invited. He will be the only boy there. Cody knows this and is fine with it. He was, however worried about offending Anna because he does not like cake, even in cupcake form. I told him he could decorate it and bring it home. I will be kind enough to eat it for him.
Anna has already told her mom and dad that she wants Cody to sit at her table during the party. Every time I think about the birthday party I can’t help but smile from the cuteness of it all.
On the same day I got the birthday email, Cody came home with this in his backpack.
I asked him who it was from, thinking it must be from Anna, but he told me it was from a girl named Penny. Since I only help out in the classroom once a week I do not yet have all the faces matched up with the names. I started asking him questions so as to figure out who this girl was. I asked him if she had blond or brown hair to which he replied that he was not sure. Hum, typical male.
The next day was the day before their winter program and there was a hot chocolate and book reading party in his classroom. The kids brought in their favorite stuffed animal, blanket and pillow, and a book to read. While I was there I ran into Penny’s dad and told him about the note his daughter had given Cody. It was the first he had heard of it but he took the news well. For the rest of the morning I think he was keeping a close eye on Cody.
During the party the kids picked partners to read with. Cody and a girl named Kate went off together. They plopped down on a beanbag, wrapped blankets around each other and Kate started reading her book about Santa Claus to Cody. It was very cute. This was the third or fourth time I have seen Cody and this girl read or play dinosaurs together. I know that Kate is one of the top readers in the class so I am guessing he picked her so that she would do all the reading and he could just sit there and listen. Yeah, I just called my son lazy.
I will end my story with this one last twist, and by twist I mean another girl. This would be girl number four for those of you who have lost count. Cody informed me on Tuesday that a girl on his bus has been asking for his phone number. She wants to get together with him for a play date. The bus girl is in a different first grade classroom so Cody only sees her on the bus and at recess. This morning Cody boarded the bus with this clutched nervously in his hand. It is a small card with a note I wrote to this girl’s mom with our phone number and an explanation of why I am sending the note home with her daughter.
I think all this attention from girls comes partially from the fact that Cody does not run and play like the other boys his age. With his Cerebral Palsy he has a hard time keeping up. He instead hangs out with the girls. I never thought his gross motor deficiency could be advantageous for anything but apparently there is an up side to it. Of course, Cody is also sweet, kind, and cute so maybe that is why he is getting so many girl callers.
Cody is only in the first grade. I wonder to myself what we have to look forward to in the years to come.
*All of the names, except Cody’s, have been changed.