Monday, April 28, 2014

Tonight Brandt informed us that he's no longer "in love with" a girl who's a few years older than him but that he's now in love with a spunky little redhead who is in his class-again. :)  Then he told us that she hasn't kissed him again, yet, though.  He then went on to explain that "before winter came, we sometimes would kiss on the bus, but don't worry mom, none of the other kids saw us because we covered up so we could keep it private. Sometimes we kissed like how long you kiss if you are going to get married.  One time she kissed me all the way until her bus stop! Then she did this to me (as he shows us how she made a heart shape out of her hands) so I went like this back (giving the I Love You sign with his fingers and the puppy love brown eyes look that he's so good at)."   Buddy was so animated as he was telling us every detail he could think of about it and demonstrating as he was able, and Bryce and I were dying from trying to not laugh out loud too obviously. We tried to be at least a little responsible and explain that kissing (or other "private" things) really aren't appropriate or allowed on the bus or at school.  When he talks more about what it means to be in love he says it means to be best friends and to be nice to each other.  He is always talking about growing up and getting married to someone who is beautiful, smart, and kind and goes to church so they can get married in the temple and have lots of children.  Recently when I asked him what they would do with lots of children he rolled his eyes and said, "well, raise them!"  Like, what else would you do with children?  He also plans to have a turtle farm and teach his kids how to take care of the turtles.  Of course, he also wants to be a paleontologist and a zoologist, so I guess they'll have to work that all into the turtle farming business somehow.  It seems like he has pretty good ideas about what he wants out of life, but hopefully he'll wait a little longer for the whole marriage and kids thing-almost 7 is a bit too young if you ask me...

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