The girls are really, really good friends with a little boy named P and his sister L. They are inseparable whenever they can be. For the past two years, the girls have been in class with P.
He has been the Blond Twin's crush for the last two years. To explain how attached she is to P, a few weeks ago, the girls were doing their homework and discussing their future grooms. I said, "You are too young to be talking about getting married." The Brunette Twin said, "I think I'll marry P." The Blond Twin's head nearly spun around as she said, "If anyone in this house marries P, it will be me." She said it with such power that the Brunette Twin changed the subject. She just adores P.
Yesterday P and L were at our house for a playdate. Their Mom told me they were moving, which made me sad. They live close, so it's not a big deal to drop the kids at one house or the other. If they move, it might require more planning.
Then their Mom dropped the bombshell. The family is moving back to Ireland next year. I nearly cried. She had tears in her eyes as she explained why. She said the first thing P said when they told him was "What about the Blond Twin and the Brunette Twin?" Even though I understand why they have to go back, I am so sad today.
And yet, I know the worst is yet to come. At some point, we will have to tell the them that P and L are moving. It will break their little kindergarten hearts. We'll put it off as long as possible, but P and L know. One day the girls will come home from school and start asking questions. It will take a while before they realize how far P and L will be. Once the realization hits, they are going to be very upset.
I realize he won't be the Blond Twin's crush forever. She will have many, many crushes. I did think they would be friends, though. It's going to be a lot harder (aka nearly impossible) to maintain that once P moves to Ireland.
His Mom did say several times that she will have extra rooms and she expects us to come visit. They have a lot of family in our area, so they will be back every other year. It's not like the girls won't see P and L ever again. It just won't be the same as spending days in the backyard together just because it's a nice day.
Still, I'm sad. I can hardly look at the girls today without thinking about the secret I am keeping. We have a year to deal with it, but I dread the heartbreak when the girls realize P and L are moving far away.