If I have anything to say about it, 30. Yeah. 30.
Aw heck. My daughter is 12. Some of her classmates, hell, her best friend has a boyfriend—the most talented kid in their class. I don’t know what this means. Most “dates” at this age seem to involve chaperones.
My daughter claims to be interested in boys when talking to her friends, but I see no phone calls with anyone besides her girlfriends. They have mini-courses this week, and she’s taking something about contemporary issues. I forget what it’s called. There are only girls in this course, and they were talking about abuse (“what’s abuse,” asked my son. I’m sympathetic, but he’s always butting in just when my daughter is about to reveal something she is unsure about).
She reports that this group of girls thought boys were much different in their interests and judgement of girls. Boys only talk about what girls look like. Apparently they were talking about the ideal girl, and they said, in front of the girls involved, “I want this girls chest and that girls legs,” etc, etc.
As to what the girls wanted in a boy? She sounded just like the more mature women here. Brains. Humor. Kindness. I think looks were somewhere on the list, but much further down.
I ask you, does anything ever change when we grow up?
Anyway, it doesn’t sound like the girls will be much interested in boys their age any time soon. Of course, older men….. Ok. I’m getting out that old chastity belt that’s been in the basement lo these many years.
However, I’d venture to guess that the girls who are mature enough to “date” at an early age arent’ interested in dating, and the girls who want to date are the ones who really shouldn’t.
When they get to be 15 or 16… I don’t know. I sure as heck hope that she got our genes on this one. Neither of us dated in high school, and we got to college fairly innocent. Of course, in college, all bets are off.