My children are in love. Each of them have women in their lives now, to whom they feel an urgent need to express their feelings. These are their Valentines' Day stories.
Will: William is in love with a cute athletic little girl named Piper. They are openly acknowledged as boyfriend and girlfriend, and he's told me that he loves her. Yesterday, I was informed that they'd kissed. More specifically, she kissed him on the cheek. When I asked if there'd been kissing on lips, he told me that no, they weren't to that level yet. He was prepared to rethink the whole kissing=icky decision, though.
Al: Alisdair really likes a little girl named Crystal. She's in his class. She wears glasses, and he thinks that's really cool. For her, he created a Valentine's Day card from scratch with paper hearts and everything. Inside reads his own original verse; I'm posting it here for posterity:
"Roses are red, violets are blue,
everyone else is worse than you.
Love, Alisdair."
What else is there to say, really?
Will: William is in love with a cute athletic little girl named Piper. They are openly acknowledged as boyfriend and girlfriend, and he's told me that he loves her. Yesterday, I was informed that they'd kissed. More specifically, she kissed him on the cheek. When I asked if there'd been kissing on lips, he told me that no, they weren't to that level yet. He was prepared to rethink the whole kissing=icky decision, though.
Al: Alisdair really likes a little girl named Crystal. She's in his class. She wears glasses, and he thinks that's really cool. For her, he created a Valentine's Day card from scratch with paper hearts and everything. Inside reads his own original verse; I'm posting it here for posterity:
"Roses are red, violets are blue,
everyone else is worse than you.
Love, Alisdair."
What else is there to say, really?