After dropping Michaela off, Steve, Emma, and I headed over to Steve's 'Louisville home' for dinner. As we drove over a sweet little voice from the backseat asks,
"Mommy, how old do you have to be to kiss a boy?"
" 80." Steve immediately answers.
"*80!!!! that is too old. How old were you when you kissed Daddy?"
"I was 18."
"18!!! That is too long to."
"Emma, I kissed other boys before Daddy."
"Oh. And you just gave up on them?" ~~~~~~~
Ai yi yi... we are going to have to watch this girl!