I noticed on Facebook that tomorrow is my first boyfriend’s birthday. I think we started dating the summer between 5th & 6th grade. He was my first kiss. They were innocent kisses, but we did it like 100 times a day. And you know what, I still wish I could kiss 100 times a day J We “dated” until he moved during our sixth grade year. It was sweet, though. He would write me letters. I remember catching my mom reading one over the phone to someone and how pissed I was. Stuart was such a nice guy. He did move back to our town for a short time in high school, but by then, our lives were totally different. I was all about sports and longing after upperclassmen who played sports, and he was a bit of a book worm, if I remember right. So, nothing ever came of that, but it is nice to see him on Facebook. He’s a cute guy, who is now big into mountain biking and being outdoorsy. I love that. Isn’t it funny how we never fully let go of those first crushes/boyfriends? I’m sure he’s flawed just like we all are, but when I see his picture, I think of the boy who used to love to kiss me. To me, he’ll always be that perfect moment in time. It’s so crazy to me that Caleb is nearly the age that Stuart and I were when we started being “boyfriend and girlfriend.” OMG. That’s way crazy to me. And let’s just say, I can’t ever think of the things I was doing when I was Ryne’s age (going on 14). Yeah, no… My son will be better than me J He’s shy and innocent, and I hope he stays that way for as long as possible. But on the other hand, I do remember me at 14, and I check his phone. LOL. He knows the deal.
Well, “lunch” is coming to a close. I should get going.
I hope this day finds you with all the happiness you could ever want,