Love is in the air..

...for everyone except me, that is.

Just this past week alone, both kids had "romantic" encounters. They're only 7 and 8 and already getting more action than me. It's sad.

The boy was late coming out of school. We wondered if he maybe had detention and forgot to tell us. Then he comes strolling out of the school, chatting up some girl. He said that she liked Spyro, too. Obviously, it's TLF (that's True Love Forever in 3rd grade speak). He claims she's not a girl friend. Just a girl and just a friend and never the twain shall meet.

Today, I find out that the girl kissed a boy. My mother picked the kids up from school and she said a boy-- let's call him R-- shouted out to her that the girl kissed him. So, of course, when she came home, the interrogation began. There was much blushing a few attempts at evasion, but my mom and I were determined to get some details. Apparently, R kissed her hand and she just had to get him back by kissing him on the cheek.

Whew.. Close one. Could've been worse. Couldn't have been cuter. R's had a crush on the girl since they took some summer classes together before kindergarten. They've been in a few classes together. I adore the boy. He's so cute with his little glasses and, no, I will not kill him, J. He's just too darn cute. I've told the girl that she needs to marry this boy. He's cute and I like his family. No, I don't think I'm jumping the gun by arranging a marriage between two 7 year-olds.

I, uh, need a life.