Day #16

Day # 16 my first kiss


well this happened to be when I was 4 years old, yes 4. Man we start young. Well anyways let me set the scene. It was Daycare circa 1995, we were outside playing. There was this basketball hoop thing that was low to the ground and you could easily stand in. Me and Mr. Handsome ( I don't remember the kid at all, I remember his mom worked there and she liked me a lot. but this kid was the stud of the class) were playing and we quite liked each other I guess. He usually had a new girl each day (at the time didn't bother me) but I was his pick of the day, lucky me. Mr. Handsome led me into the basketball hoop were we kissed for the first time. Yesterdays pick was jealous and my friends were like totally freaking out. but we kissed then we remained good pals for the rest of our daycare days. Oh the beauty of being 4. Miss those days. I probably should have learned that most of the guys I would meet would end up like Mr. Handsome with a new pick each day, but It never occurred to me. Too bad I'm not like my 4 year old self and not care what the hay Mr. handsome did after we kissed. But nowadays its a little different and I don't think Mr. Handsome would get away with a new pick each day. I kinda wonder how that kid is now.. huh.