"I already told him we could only be friends."
"Nothing. What boyfriend?"
"Your daughter's boyfriend's mother registered him yesterday. She asked for you. She was disappointed you weren't here."
"Huh." I replied. "I told her she couldn't have a boyfriend until she was 25. I guess we'll have to have a talk."
Later in the day, I noticed a tall, skinny teenager and recognized her as my oldest child. "Hey, stranger!" I called. Then I geared up to have the whole too-young-have-a-boyfriend talk but she beat me to the conversation starter.
"So I was sitting in Spanish yesterday and Erik's mom called me," she started, "She wanted to know your first name."
"Because she was registering Erik?" I asked innocently.
"Yeah. But at first I was so terrified because I was afraid she'd found your blog!"
- Ouch. That was harsh.
- I just found leverage but still...
- What's wrong with my blog?!