Dani likes a boy.
Has since the summertime.
Last week, the conversation at The Lunch Table went like this:
Brian: I don't think anyone likes me.
Dani: What? Of course people like you. EVERYONE likes you. People are constantly passing by saying hi to you.
Brian: No, I mean GIRLS. I don't think any girls like me.
Dani: Uh, I'm sure they do. I know of someone who does.
Dani: Well, she has brown hair.
Brian: THAT narrows it down.
Dani: Seriously. I don't think anyone likes me either.
Brian: YES they do. EVERYONE likes you.
Dani: I mean a boy.
Brian: I know someone who does. He's in the class of 2008. He's tall. He has brown hair.
Dani: THAT narrows it down to about 250 guys.
Brian: I can narrow it down to one.
That night, over a Chipotle steak burrito stuffed with black beans, rice and plenty of avocado, Dani asked me, "What do I say if Brian asks me out?"
Now see, I wasn't caught completely off guard. I saw it coming a mile and a half away. And so I was prepared with an answer for my kid who until that very day thought she'd have to wait 'til she was 15 3/4 before she could go on a date with a boy, 'cause that's how old *I* was when I was allowed my first date. With Jeff, who wore his 80s bangs combed over one eye. My Mom could not STAND Jeff because of those bangs. But oh. Back to Dani...
I answered, "You tell him you'd LOVE to go out with him, but your parents have this lame rule about having to meet him before you're allowed to go out with him."
So that's what she told him. He's coming over for dinner Friday night, this boy named Brian. I sorta already like him, and I've never even laid eyes on him. Darren, however, is having serious reservations. A BOY?
WHO WANTS TO DATE HIS DAUGHTER?
He jokingly said he'll have to buy a shotgun before Friday.
He has 4 weeks to get used to the idea, 'cause Homecoming, the DATE IN QUESTION, is only 24 days away. :)