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Trouble with a Capital "T"

We've started down that slippery slope. I hoped it was still a couple of years off, but what surprised me is the changes in me.

Take her friends. I was keen on Reagan having both boys and girls that were good friends. A good rounding out of her education. Well that has stopped.

I now see boys (and their parents) as the enemy. Boys that I liked to think of as Reagans friends, I now glare at, maybe even flexing my biceps at them to keep them clear of my little girl.

Over-reacting? Oh yeah. I think she has a crush on Ron Weasley (harry potters friend). I tease her about it incessantly. My parents did it to me (no, not about Ron Weasley) and I'll do it to her. I fear the day she actually says, "yes" to my "do you l-o-v-e him?" teasing.

I went through her Valentines looking for "overly nice" valentines to spot new enemies. I need to check into rehab. I am finding way to turn the house into a bunker.

So with this in mind, if you must get her a gift please let it be something that will keep her 8 years old. I am not ready for what lies ahead. I remember clearly my 2nd grade crushes, hopefully she'll make the same mistake I did and tell her parents.

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