Yesterday my oldest daughter's boyfriend came over for the first time.
They're only 13 and it's all very innocent. He, and my daughter and one other had to work together on a school project and yesterday they worked at our place.
Only he took the bicycle and my daughter and the other person took the bus, and he arrived first.
Rarely have I met anyone who was 'that' nervous.
I shook his hand, and if he could have dissolved in thin air, I think he would have.
But he was a friendly and soft spoken kid who seemed decent so I didn't give him a hard time. We talked a bit about rugby which he plays. He is a tiny kid who plays on the sides of the field.
In the evening, my daughter told me that he was indeed incredibly nervous to begin with and arriving first didn't help.