Sunday, March 3, 2013

first kiss

It happened at the Children's Museum yesterday.  B&F were playing at the train table, along with several other little ones.  As one boy in a striped jacket got ready to leave, he leaned over to Frances and gave her a kiss on the forehead.  No flowers, no flattery...just a kiss.  Andrew saw it.  The boy's dad saw it.  They exchanged an awkward glance.  Luckily, Andrew was feeling generous, so he didn't jump the kid or ask him about his intentions with our daughter.

On the way home, Frances refused to nap, and instead spent the ride home babbling and smiling.  We joked that she was daydreaming about her new suitor.  Young love.