I just went to pick up my kid at her friend's house. The mom, a close friend, is out of the country and the kids are being watched by the grandmother. The grandmother spent most of the time inside, painting eggs with the little brother and two of his cousins and the older sister was outside playing with DD the whole time. It's a small, upscale collection of condos and there are several families with kids. DD and her friend were playing with some German boys a couple of houses down. Nice kids, very sweet, respectful and smart. I drive into the condo and park in my friend's carport and say hi to the grandmother through the window and start walking off to fetch DD. The lady from the house across the way comes mincing out at a fast clip, heading right for me. I'm already cringing because she, like her two DDs, is a total pain in the ass. As she reaches me, she starts yammering at me in crappy English and I remind her I speak Spanish. She wants to tell me something very important and she's obviously pissed off. I see her DDs standing in the doorway of the house, smirking and looking smug. She wants me to know that DD was "...listening to pornography on the computer..." I ask what she means as DD and her friend and the boys appear from around the corner. She says that DD was playing a "pornographic" song on the computer and her girls were offended and made to feel uncomfortable. I look at DD and ask, "What were you watching?" DD says she was watching a Youtube video of Florence Welch singing Sweet Nothing. I roll my eyes and then something occurs to me. "Were you watching the video with Clara and Juliana?" DD says, "Of course not, we never play with them, they're too mean. They came over while we were watching the video and told us that if we didn't play dolls with them that we'd be sorry. We told them to get lost. Clara told us that if we played with Philip and Karl they would tell Oma that we were doing something bad. We just ignored them." The mom then tells me that my DD is lying and that her girls don't lie, ever. This is the third time something like this happened and it's due to the same thing. I decided to enlighten the mom. "Your daughters have a crush on those two (pointing at the boys) and they don't like that my kid and her friend play with the boys. That's the real issue here. And I don't believe a word your girls say because you and I both know our kids don't ever play together." I turned to walk away and she says something about how my kid and her friend would do anything for her two girls to be their friends, that they're the most popular girls in their school and how her girls only offer to play with DD and her friend to be "kind". Okay, crazy, whatever. The girls say goodbye to the boys and we all walk into the house and the grandmother says, "Those two girls are trouble and so is the mother. The girls are boy crazy now and meaner than ever. This is the start of the mean girl years." Yikes. Hadn't thought of it that way. Does it all start so early? At 11? Really?