Young Love

 Young love, oh how wonderful, especially when you're six.

 AnnaLisa as I have been told to call her ("P"she says is her home name, AnnaLisa  is her school name) when I answer the six or seven phone calls for her every night has a boyfriend, Trenton.

This all started about a week ago.

P as she was getting off the bus: Mom can I call my best friend from my class, I have the number right here as she pulled a crumpled piece of paper from her jacket pocket?

Me: Sure go ahead

P: Thanks Mom you're the best.

This is what I overheard:

P: "Hello may I speak to Trenton, this is AnnaLisa his best friend from school?

Oh how sweet I thought, her best friend is a little boy.

Well, that was first of many phone call that afternoon and every afternoon since.
She is not in the house five minutes when the phone starts ringing and it's Trenton.They giggle and laugh and talk important six year old things like their favorite color or the best toy, what DS games they have, then  the phone will get handed off to Sophia so she can add to the conversation. This goes on for 10 minutes before the goofy sets in and they get loud, so I have them say good-bye until the next time he calls 5 minutes later.

Last night during one of their many conversations she decided to color so she laid the phone on the table next to her and turned it on speaker and this is what I heard.

Trenton: AnnaLisa who are you going to marry?

Anna Lisa: Gee Trenton I don't know, that's a long time away.

Trenton: Well AnnaLisa you should just marry me.

AnnaLisa: Oh Trenton I'm gonna have to think about that, this is a hard decision.

Trenton: Not really I'm a good guy.

Needless to say I had to run to the bathroom because I was laughing so hard I nearly peed myself, that and I didn't want her to think I was eavesdropping!!

When I was that age boys still had cooties, heaven help me.