A first for Emily. A big first. As of last Friday, she has a boyfriend. Or, as the kids say it now, she and Matt are “going out,” although they don’t actually go anywhere. She rolled her eyes and hit me on the arm when I asked her where they go. My reaction was the same when my mom once asked me that very question. That means I’m old. I’m not too old not to be excited for her, however. She’s all giddy and dreamy now. My straight-A, beautiful, athletic niece is having trouble concentrating on anything since Matt came along.
This is really cute, and shows just how smart this girl is: when one of her classmates, who is a friend of the new boyfriend, told her that Matt liked her, she said, “Well, I don’t really know you well enough to know if you’re telling me the truth. I’m going to need some proof.” “Okay,” the boy said, “I’ll get you some proof.” Later that day he produced a note to Emily from Matt stating that what the boy said was true, he did indeed like her! Don’t you just love it? She showed me the note yesterday. All of this occurred just as my brother was leaving for a three-week business trip, so I haven’t been able to ask him how he feels, but Emily said he almost had a heart attack when she told him. Emily will be twelve next week. This is only the beginning, my dear brother and sis-in-law.