So it has happened, I mean I never expected it to happen so fast honestly. I was expecting at least 10 more years, but my child tends to be out of the norm and surprise me.
Cohen has fallen in love. So he claims. Her name is Lily and she is his girlfriend and they like to drink out of the water fountain together and play “store”. Where he is the clerk and she is the customer who wants to buy an iron.
So, after I had initially heard all of this ranting from my oh so smart three year old I decided I had to do some investigating. I promise I’m not a creep for a mom. So, this morning when I dropped Cohen off at school to my surprise as soon as we entered the door I heard someone say “Lily!” (this made my job so much easier). Then I saw a cute little girl with brown hair, no bigger than Cohen, come from behind the check in desk, along with the administrator of Cohen’s school.
Admin: Well hello Cohen!
Me: Cohen say hello.
Admin: Lily look its Cohen, you two really hit it off the other day.
Me: Oh this is Lily. Cohen told me all about how you two played the other day.
Admin: Yes, Lily just loved him. Unfortunately she starts kindergarten in two weeks since she just turned 5 and she won’t be here anymore.
The rest of the conversation is irrelevant. Mostly because I wasn’t listening because all I could think about was what this meant for my child. Lily would be gone and Cohen, as soft hearted as he is, would most likely be very upset by this. His first love, and she would be gone in a matter of days.
I know, most of you are probably like “He is 3. He has no clue what love is,” and you are right to an extent. Cohen has no idea that he will not be with Lily forever or even what it really feels like to love someone in that sense. However, he does have a small clue. When I asked him what love meant the other day, he replied, “It means Mom. Toby. Noni (his grandma). Papas. Uncle Jacob. and Lily. So sure he didn’t know what love was completely, but Lily was in a very small elite group of people who shared Cohen. This group could automatically put Cohen in a good mood no matter what the problem, because we were the ones he loves. He didn’t love silly things like trucks or bears, he loved us, and part of me didn’t want him to lose his first crush. Heartbreak is a scary thing.