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Francine wrote:
Okay, I knew it would happen. My DD is 14, a freshman, a cheerleader, blonde, and perky. So....now she has her first boyfriend. He is a sophmore, and a football player.

She is a good kid, talks to us about everything.

But, all I can say is one thing. HELP!!

He called here last night, and Tim answered the phone. He was very polite, but I guess sounded VERY nervous.

So, keep a good thought for us.

Francine, who thinks her little girl is growing up so fast!

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Francine wrote:

So, keep a good thought for us.

Francine, who thinks her little girl is growing up so fast!

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Francine wrote:
Okay, I knew it would happen. My DD is 14, a freshman, a cheerleader, blonde, and perky. So....now she has her first boyfriend. He is a sophmore, and a football player.

She is a good kid, talks to us about everything.

But, all I can say is one thing. HELP!!

He called here last night, and Tim answered the phone. He was very polite, but I guess sounded VERY nervous.

So, keep a good thought for us.

Francine, who thinks her little girl is growing up so fast!

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Scarlet wrote:
I have the boys daughters will date some day.....

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Scarlet wrote:
I have the boys daughters will date some day.....

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Scarlet wrote:
I have the boys daughters will date some day.....

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Robb wrote:
I was an innocent 14 year old boy until I met a not so innocent 14 year old girl. The hormones run both ways, folks, and don't assume that only one side initiates the situations.

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Bill J wrote:


HAHAHA! No lie about that. I was an innocent 15 year old boy, until a not-so-innocent 17 year old girl uh... crossed my path on my 16th birthday.

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Francine wrote:
Okay, I knew it would happen. My DD is 14, a freshman, a cheerleader, blonde, and perky. So....now she has her first boyfriend. He is a sophmore, and a football player.

She is a good kid, talks to us about everything.

But, all I can say is one thing. HELP!!

He called here last night, and Tim answered the phone. He was very polite, but I guess sounded VERY nervous.

So, keep a good thought for us.

Francine, who thinks her little girl is growing up so fast!

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Crank wrote:


Establish guidlines. Here are mine. Feel free to use them:


Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind will kill you. Let me elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five: In order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."

Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romance or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

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Crank wrote:


Establish guidlines. Here are mine. Feel free to use them:


Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind will kill you. Let me elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five: In order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."

Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romance or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

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fantayzya wrote:
Okay, I gotta brag.

I'm on the other side here. I have boys. My oldest is 16 and is just getting more interesting in actually 'going out' with girls. Not that there wasn't interest before, but well, he stopped playing soccer so he has time now. Plus there's the driving issue. He has chosen not to, but his pals (rather than his parents) can now do more of the transporting.

Anyway. He had/has some interest in a very sweet 14 year old young lady and when he invited her to his homecoming, she mentioned having to ask her dad if it was okay. My son requested that he be the one to talk to her father. When we were asked to transport the two of them to the mall one Saturday, my son asked me if he could get roses from my garden to bring along. One each for the young lady, for her mother, and also for her sister. Dsorcerer has been invaluable in my son's 'training' too, and as a result my son while he's not really getting serious yet with anyone, (though his heart really does like the lady mentioned above) He's getting invited to family events with a few of the young ladies he's 'gone out' with. In fact for his birthday, he was treated by 2 of the young ladies he had 'gone out' with, a younger sister of one of them, AND a MOM!

I tell him that no matter what kind of time he's having, or how she might behave, he is to always treat his date like she is special, and with respect. From what other parents have told me. He's listening. So far anyway.

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