me: What’s going on?
Jack: I wish I had a girlfriend…sighhhhh…
me: What about Gigi?
Jack: Uh, she hardly knows I exist!
me: She’s your friend, of course she knows you exist.
Jack: She doesn’t even sit at my table. Remember? She sits at the BRUTAL table. SIGHHHHHH!!!
me: Well, do something nice for her and maybe she’ll notice you.
Jack: I did actually help her with some work today… (he ponders that for awhile with a smile)
me: Well, why don’t you just ask her to be your girlfriend?
Jack: And when exactly am I supposed to do that? There are 2 girls at her table that won’t let me near her and one boy that will just say EWWWW!
me: Get her alone in the hall.
me: On the way to lunch maybe?
Jack: Oh, so then everyone will wonder why we’re behind in line and then ask what we’re talking about? No WAY.
me: Why don’t you write her a note, put it in an envelope and tell her to read it when she gets home?
Jack: I do NOT want a repeat of MEGAN from last year.
me: (trying not to laugh remembering all the angst of the marriage proposal) Oh yeah…
Jack: So what’s my other option?
me: Give up?
Jack: Failure is NOT an option MOM!
I’m just gonna say, sometimes I seriously forget that I’m speaking to a boy that recently turned 7.