Good things come to those that hustle. Also, a VERY big first for the Wiggle.

Little boy. Big boy. Wiggle, Big Little, Nu. You are caught up in something that I wasn't expecting for at least another ten years. You seem to be in love, well as in love as any four year old boy could be. For months you've been telling me about 'the boy' at school that keeps saying he is not your friend. Wait, wait... I'm getting to it. I have to tell you all about this -your very first crush of sorts. 

Okay so this boy keeps saying he is not your friend. One morning I went in to the play area to see this boy and have a little chat. I saw that the boy had 'the' bike, so I assumed this was the issue. I got down on my hunches and spoke to you and the boy about sharing and that we are ALL friends at school. I patted myself on the back about being such a good mother, even though I got involved in your playground life, but hey - what else would an over-controlling mother / person do? Anyway the boy got off the bike and gave you your turn, then ran off with his friends. You still seemed bummed. I was like "but you have the bike?" and you gave me a little 'thanks anyway' look and rode off. 

The past two weeks you've been particularly upset (by upset I mean that you mentioned it more than twice a week, which to me means that you're obviously in severe trauma) and you started mentioning 'a girl'. You said that the particular girl is your friend, but only when 'the boy' is not there. You also get particularly chuffed when you report that 'the boy' was not at school that day, so 'the girl' was your friend "ALLLL day mommy!"

After weeks of wtf, I spoke to your teacher today. I explained your little complaints and concerns and she pulled me aside to explain this *very* serious situation to me. You see 'the boy' and 'the girl' were in the same class together last year. 'The boy' is younger and didn't get moved to the big kiddies class with 'the girl' this year. Enter a very unsuspecting Noah. You are bonkers about this girl and you guys are best friends in class. Like bacon and eggs, my dad would say. Then when break time comes all the kids go to the playground and 'the girl' and 'the boy' run to each other to play... Just not with you. 'The boy' has apparently told you to leave her alone, and that they are "not your friend". (When I heard this my heart broke in to about seventeen million thousand pieces because that is just mean and you're just SO NICE but I sort of get where this little dude is coming from. He is trying to protect his friendship too) I have tried to point out a number of other really cute girls, but you're just not interested. You know what you want and you get what you want and I sort of love that about you (except at three am when you demand milo / cereal / a movie) but hey. 

You don't understand why 'the girl' is only your friend in class, then completely ignores you during playtime. She is super cute and feisty (your teacher pointed her out today) and looks like a lot of fun, but I don't know what to do here. See, the other boy sort of 'had' her first - as a playmate. A bestie. A fellow rider of bikes and digger in to sandpits. You are the new guy and part of me wants to tell you to let go and let them keep being friends and just accept her friendship within the constraints of your classroom. The other part of me arranged a play date for you and 'the girl' with her mom today. I've got your back son.