Time to deal with the Pre-Teen Junk!

With my daughter approaching the anticipated 13 year old birthday, the build up to what will be the end of the “Daddy’s Little Girl” era is quickly coming to and end.

Yes, I have a twinge of sadness over this. We all want our kids to look up to us and remain children for as long as we can hold onto it. But quickly, my daughter is becoming and adolescent so I am in for a bumpy ride the next few years.

Let me give you a little background on my daughter. She’s an extremely bright kid and an academic phenom. She’s a bit serious but goofy at the same time. She’s a touch on the naiive side, which works for her Mom and I. We’ve tried to string out her innocence as much and as long as possible without sheltering her from the real world.

So far, she’s been a great kid with little reason to discipline her or get on her case at all.

But yesterday, the question came and my tiny world of self-deinal came to an end.

“Dad? When can I date,” she asked.

Gulp.

“When can you date? Why are you asking me that quesiton,” I fired back quickly.

“No reason, just wondering,” she wisely replied.

Crap. Does this mean she’s starting to think about boys? Is it the influence of girls in her class who have parents who have allowed them to grow up and be sucked into the sexualization of kids by our pop culture?

It’s probably a little of all of those things. No matter how well my wife and I have done bringing up my daughter to this point, she’s at the point were external pressures also weigh on her. She’s discovering that the answer to everything doesn’t just come from Mom and Dad.

As scary as that is, I know she’ll make good decisions. When she doesn’t, I know they won’t be crazy and that she’ll learn from them. I’d be lying though if I didn’t say I am a little anxious about the next few years. She has one more year before high school and then it will be more about Mom and Dad preparing her for her adult life and us having to let go of the child we had known for so long. To top it off, she’s our first child so the emotions are even more pronounced.

The fact this happened at the most stressful time of the year for me professionally doesn’t help either. Right now, my fragility and “edge” is at an all time high just due to the sheer amount of work and stuff going on.

All I know is that when I am ready to let her date, which should be when she’s 30, I will be cleaning my gun collection when the boy comes over.