We were working on math homework while Gigi took a nap.
"How was school?"
"Fun."
"What did you do at recess?"
"Played Ninja. Some of the girls who usually chase me weren't at school today so I got to play Ninja all recess instead of running away from girls."
"Why do they chase you?"
He looked at me. He takes a deep breath.
"They want me to be their boyfriend."
"And?"
"And I told them no. I keep telling them no."
"Ok." I am relieved. I am not putting up with a gradeschool romance. No way. We've had this discussion - me and Will - and I'm relieved he was listening. Unfortunately Will hasn't yet learned that when Mama is relieved Son should stop talking. He nibbles his brownie.
"Yeah, I told them 'I can't be your boyfriend. My mom is a little nuts. My mom will go crazy if I have a girlfriend.' I keep telling them they don't want to make my mom crazy."
So now I have a vision of homecoming 2019 and Will is unable to get a date because everytime he asks a girl she says "No - remember in 1st grade you told me your mom was crazy? No way I'm going with you."