My daughter's friend came over tonight for an overnight. They're both eight. We had the following conversation on our way home from Dairy Queen:
"So I heard your sisters are going to prom tomorrow." I said.
"Yeah." she said.
"Are they wearing pretty dresses?" I said.
"Yeah." she said.
Silence.
"They don't have dates." she said.
"Oh." I said.
"Yeah, they don't have boyfriends. They've never been on a date." She said.
Silence.
"Isn't that weird?" she said.
"Well, yes? No? I don't know, whatever." I said, wanting not to say the wrong thing to an impressionable young child.
"No, it's definitely weird." she said.
Then she went back to eating ice cream.
