As the crayon rolled fatefully to the counter's edge, Joseph's hand swooped down and caught it in the nick of time. Looking proudly up at me, he declared, "Oh man, I saved his life!!"
When Savannah came home from school yesterday, I asked her how it was and what they had done. It was at that moment she turned to me and said with a slight frown, "Seth doesn't like my kisses."
As my blood froze in my veins, I looked up and her and asked, "what did you say?"
"Seth doesn't like me kissing him"
After recovering from a near heart attack and after some talking, she informed me that she had tried to give him a kiss on his cheek but he didn't want her too, so she was sad.
Desperate to try and make her understand that we don't go around kissing boys I said, "We only kiss people we really, really, really, love! Like daddy!"
At that point she started sobbing and said, "But mom, I LOVE Seth!".
(sigh) It turned out to be a very long conversation.
I do remember a boy kissing me on the cheek in Kindergarten and I was SO MAD that I told the teacher and he got in big trouble. I'm just trying to save her from the same fate!!
And myself from future heart attacks.