Sweet Sixteen

Elyse has started watching the teeny bopper shows on Disney. After watching an episode on first date/first kiss, I sat her and Paul down for a talk on how we don't do that stuff until we're at least sixteen (OR OLDER). I told them about how my parents said if I made sweet sixteen and didn't kiss anybody on the lips until then, they'd take me out for an expensive dinner. So I passed the tradition on to the kids. Paul got really excited. "Can I order an appetizer?" he asked. "Of course." "Dessert, too?" asked Elyse. "Sure." It was then that my six year old's face crumpled. "Mom," he said in a tiny voice, "I have to talk to you about something." "What is it Paul?" "I don't think I'm going to make it to sweet sixteen." A little shocked, I said, "Why not?" "Because I might have kissed Drea(his favorite girl at school) on the forehead...or the lips." "OR?" I asked, not understanding. "Ya, I blew her a kiss like this." He stops to demonstrate a blow kiss. "And I don't know if it landed on her forehead or her lips!" Trying not to laugh my head off, I explained that blow kisses were all right.