My daughter is in love with Sam. She says they're going to get married. Of course, last week she was in love with Timmy and they were going to get married. A few weeks before that, it was Cael who would be her true love. I will remind you that my daughter is FIVE years old. When I start to comment that she's too young to think about boys and being in love and getting married, I have to remind myself that I was the same way at her age. Boy crazy.
His name was Chad. We were in kindergarten together. Blond hair, blue eyes, shy smile. I was five years old and in love. That's when it all started for me, too. Five years old. Throughout my grade school years there was Chris, Jason, Greg, Jack, etc. Each year, a new crush would emerge.
I don't want to discourage my daughter from thinking about boys at such a young age. But I do want to protect her from the hurt that goes along with crushes that turn into unrequited love. I'm hoping that she'll have a lot better luck than I did. And, by the way, I've told her she's got at LEAST 20 years to think about marriage!
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