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Friday, October 3, 2008

FUN FRIDAY!

First Kiss....

How many of you can recall that first special kiss? How old you were and where you were when it happened? I was thirteen. My boyfriend was eleven, only he didn't know I was the older woman:) I was very much in love with him and he was the very first boy I kissed. It broke my heart when he found out how old I was and dumped me. The rat!


5 comments:

Karin said...

If we count kisses on the cheek by non-family members, then my first kiss was in first grade. My best friend and I were playing 'kiss tag' with this cute boy and his best friend. As you can guess from the name, the object was to catch the person you liked and kiss them on the cheek and then it was their turn to chase after you. :)

Debbie Wallace said...

Gee, I can't recall anything that far back! LOL It's a cute story, though.

Nancy Bristow said...

Me either Debbie. What I recall is being alone in a garage with a boy - maybe we were 10 or so and wanted to see what it felt like to kiss on the mouth*snort*....Nancy:)

Nancy Bristow said...

P.S. How cute is that picture:) I think this would have to be child number two or later if Mom's taking the photo instead of freaking out.

Me - first born - very prissy about getting dirty until I reached tomboy age. Meanwhile middle sister ate dirt and God only knows what youngest sister was doing.

Obviously a few germs here and there didn't phase any of us as we're all in our 60's now....Nancy:)

Debbie Wallace said...

You're so right, Nancy. Once number2 and 3 come a long mom is too pooped to worry about every little thing.

I was only blessed with one child so unfortunately, being the germaphobic that I am, I obsessed about keeping her off strange toilets and touching something that might have icky stuff on it.

Surprisingly she's not too bad with her daughter.