Mr 9 likes a girl at school.
And being the innocent sweetheart that he is, he hasn't realised that you might not need to broadcast these things.
Not long ago, he carefully lined a box with tissues, and placed a ring in the box (an Avon one, relax, it wasn't an heirloom) and planned to take it to school to give to the girl. I persuaded him that wasn't a very good idea, because the other kids might tease him. Or her.
Now I've found notes in his room, written to her, declaring his undying like for her.
"I really like you. I know you don't like me, but I liked you the first time I saw you."
Isn't that sweet?
But I knew we needed to talk about this.
Me: I know you like a girl at school. It's OK to like someone. But I think Dad needs to have a little chat with you about what to do if you like someone.
Me: I think it should be Dad because I'm not a boy.
Me: In the meantime, I think it should be a secret liking.
Him: How come?
Me: Just so no-one teases you, or her.
Him: OK. I wrote her a note. What should I do with it?
Me: What do you think?
Him: I'll chuck it in the bin.
So now, it's up to Dad. (sorry, babe)
Parenting is a tough gig, sometimes. You never really know if you're doing things right.
So tell me -- what would YOU do?