Friday, September 17, 2010

It Starts Young...

I had my first kiss when I was in 2nd grade. A bunch of us were playing house and I being the oldest was naturally chosen to be the mother. My best friend's cousin, Craig, was the oldest boy so he was deemed the father. We were playing in the bushes (why do these kinds of things always happen in bushes?) making some backyard concoction for dinner; our "children" were spying on their oh so in love parents.

"Eww they're kissing!" One of them screamed as she pretended to catch us in the act. They all ran off giggling. I turned red and continued to mix up my mud pie. But Craig sauntered over, pecked me on the cheek and said "Now they have something to talk about," with a charming smirk. Smooth. My God, so smooth! Can you believe this kid's game at 3rd grade?

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