The Fever

“I love Justin Bieber, Mama”, Lucy proclaimed to me in the car this morning. “I know, baby”, I replied. “No!! MY BIEBER!!”, Liv yelled from the back. I just grinned, those funny girls.

Lucy, at the ripe old age of 4 has the Bieber Fever. She saw him on the Kid’s Choice Awards and has been hooked. 4-years old with her first boy obsession. Oy,

We were listening to the radio on the way to my mom’s this morning and the local radio station was all about Justin because he is in town today performing a free concert for the school in our area who collected the most pennies for our Children’s Hospital. Girls were calling in because he was (supposedly) listening to their messages from his hotel. And they were all “I love you, Justin!!” “I’m single, Justin!!” and various other teeny bopper bull shit.

It took me back though—some 20 years when I myself was in middle school. Our school raised the most money and had the most Walk America participation. And so we had our own private concert in our gym with……wait for it…..







NELSON!!

I know. 1. I am old, and 2. OMG, NELSON!! But remembering it, I know just how those girls feel. I wasn’t even so much obsessed with Nelson at the time, but to have a big time celebrity in our school was probably the most exciting thing that had happened to me at that point in my life. And I remember how I felt (ok still feel) about, say NKOTB, and I totlally get those little girls.

And even though she’s only 4, I’m happy to indulge Lucy’s obsession. We pump up the music in the car. We recorded SNL for her last week. We’ve discussed (but haven’t made a decision about) going to see him at the state fair in August.

I can’t wait to see what she’s like as a teenager.