Love in First Grade

Molli Malou couldn’t wait to tell me the news today.  (And I couldn’t wait to add it to her permanent record.)

“Daddy, you know what? There’s two boys who’re in love with me!”

The story came out sort of pell mell, all scattered and gleeful and blushing, and the long and the short of it is that apparently Louis (the Danglish-speaking kid whose dad is from the UK) approached Molli Malou while she was with a bunch of girls and asked if she would be his girlfriend. The story gets fuzzy quickly: she was all this, and she was like that, and oh my god, and then he was all, and she was all, and so on and so forth.

Then she leans into me conspiratorially and says, “I can’t even say this out loud…”

And she whispers into my ear: “And then he kissed me!  First on my shoulder, then on my mouth!“

Giddy remembrances follow that bit of news (and I only get a look of bewilderment when I ask that since Trine is the only other person in the room and obviously knows the story already, why the whispering?), and eventually move on to her second suitor, Tobias — the kid who’s a dead ringer for Ralphie in A Christmas Story and who has had a discernible interest in Molli Malou for at least a year — who professed his own romantic inclinations, asked for a kiss, and was rebuffed.

“Aww,” I said.  I always kinda liked that Tobias.

“Well, Daddy, you can’t just go around kissing everybody!“

Hee hee.

So here we go…