While preparing myself for the couch tonight, I couldn’t help notice Amp hanging around. That’s odd, I thought. Usually he’s locked himself in his room after supper.
“What’s up?” I asked him. “You hungry?”
“Meh,” he shrugged.
I continued loading the dishwasher. “You bored?”
More shrugging. “Maybe,” he muttered.
He plopped down in the recliner and took out his phone.
Not wanting to push too much, I finished the dishes and brought my computer to the couch.
With his back to me he asked, “So… ummm… what’s the family policy about dating…”
My heart swelled and I broke out in a huge grin. Inwardly, of course. He does have something to talk about, and he chose me!
“Well, I don’t know that we have a policy, per se.”
Do we have a policy? We’ve never needed a policy. Link has no interest in dating. Chip has had a few girlfriends, but they’ve always just gone to each others’ houses.
But my Absent Minded Professor wants to know what our policy is.
“We’re not against you dating,” I answered. “In fact, with as mature and respectful as you are, we’d feel very comfortable with you going on dates.”
I continued on with a few more of our expectations should he start going out on dates, and I asked a few questions about the lucky girl who has his eye.
“Well, do you remember Colleen?” he asked.
I seem to remember him mentioning her a few times. She’s in band, and she’s a………Senior. oh boy.
“She’s a few years older, isn’t she?” I prodded.
He nodded, and I continued on with a few more questions. What’s her last name? (Around here, you can get an idea of people by their last names. Families run deep in this small county.) I didn’t recognize her name and upon further investigation I found out she’s from a little bigger town about 30 miles north – yet she attends the Catholic school in our county. So the name question gave me no other information, except that her parents feel strongly enough about a Catholic education that they send her all the way to this high school.
Still trying to get an idea of what kind of person she is, I continued prodding.
“Have you met her parents?”
“Yeah, her mom is kinda crazy.”
“Crazy? Crazy good. Crazy bad?”
“Well, she came on one of our band trips and she was just kinda…. loud.”
Oh. Okay. hmmm….
So I still don’t know much about her. I’m a little concerned that she’s going to be 18 soon and he will only be 16 in November. What if she’s a young Mrs. Robinson? I briefly touched on the topic that she will be considered an adult in the eyes of the law, and him a minor, and I’m hoping he understands what I mean….
Then again, Amp has always had a pretty good head on his shoulders, and has always been known to do the right thing. (He just can never seem to keep himself organized.) (And don’t tell Mario about my double standard. Remember Nick was an immediate NO. And he wasn’t even wanting to date her….)
I can’t help but be happy for him that he’s found someone he likes. After all, we’re ‘forcing’ him to stay in this suffocating state until he finishes High School, so perhaps having an interest in dating will help ease the depression he’s been feeling.
But she’s 18.
I suppose I just need to meet her and see for myself. Amp’s always been a good judge of character as well, and allows himself to only be in situations where he feels comfortable.
So, until he’s proven otherwise, I’ll trust him on this one too.
But she’s 18….