My son is in love. For the first time. He’s 15, almost 16. His girlfriend is a real sweetheart--I really like her. It took him months to ask her out. She turned down other guys waiting for him to work up his nerve. They’ve been dating for about 5 weeks.
Today I volunteered to take him to her house provided her parents were home. They were. He couldn’t remember her house number so we cruised the neighborhood until she texted the answer. Building 9. We got to the building and then he stood in front of it, laughing, because he couldn’t remember the apartment number. Instead of texting back, she opened the door, giggling at him. He giggled too. I waved and was off to run some errands.
At 5:00, I showed, as agreed, to pick Wil up. Her dad came to the door. We exchanged “Hellos.” Then he looked a little confused. I said, “Well, I’m just here to pick up Wil.” His cloudy expression became clear, “They’re not here,” he said, “They went to the mall, my wife took them to the movies.”
“Oh,” I said (laughing in a way they will grow accustomed to the longer they know my son). “He is supposed to be with his dad tonight. I hope I can catch him by phone before he shuts it off for the movie.” Her dad and I exchanged those “Oh to be young again” looks, we smiled, and I was off again, dialing as I jumped into my car.
Thankfully, Wil answered.
“WIl, it’s mom.”
Dead air.
“Wil, I’m at your girlfriend’s house. You’re not here. Where are you honey?”
“I’m at the mall.”
“Yes. And where were you supposed to be at 5:00?”
“I’m sorry mom. I forgot.”
“Well, I have to drop something at the FedEx box. I called Dad and he said he will be to my house by 5:45. I can come get you at the mall, I’ll call when I’m almost there.”
“Mom?”
“Yes?”
“I’m really really sorry. I just...forgot.”
“Okay, see you in 45 minutes.”
I wish i could tell you that was the end of it. But there’s more.
In his rush to get out to his dad’s car, he ran out barefoot.
Two minutes later, I noticed his shoes by the door and called his cell.
“Wil, do you have spare shoes at Dad’s?”
“I knew I forgot something! Dad, can we go back? We can’t? There’s no time? [Laughing in the background.] Well, I guess I’m staying in all weekend. I’ll talk with you later Mom. I’ll get my shoes when I’m back at your house on Monday.”
“Okay honey, it’s up to you guys. That’s a long time to be stuck inside. You can come back or be shoeless.”
"Mom?"
“Yes Wil?”
“My glasses are at my girlfriend’s house. I left them there when we went to the mall.”
“I love you Wil. I love you so much.”
I hope his girlfriend keeps thinking he’s cute. I know after 15 years, he’s grown on me.
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